Done with finals and everything else that deals with college work, so here's Chapter 3 to celebrate the end of a semester. I hope you all enjoy the read.

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in Primeval they all belong to Impossible Pictures.

It had been a couple of weeks since Connor had completed his dissertation and he still hadn't made it back to the café. First he had been caught up with presenting his dissertation, then his part-time job needed him for some extra work, and lastly his finals had rolled around.

Despite all these distractions plaguing him, Connor had really never forgotten about the girl from the coffee shop; the one who had needed to run off before they could fully acquaint themselves. He had been thinking about her almost every day since then, and wondering if she might have come back when he hadn't been there. He would mentally kick himself any time he thought about how he had missed his chance.

Connor thumbed through the cash in his wallet as he walked into the Bantos DVD Store, making sure he still had enough for a movie. It was his night to pick the movie and, since he never had the chance to prove Tom and Duncan wrong, he was still paying for the pizzas.

Browsing through the rows of movies left Connor feeling less than enthusiastic. It was one of those times when he was unsure if he wanted to watch fantasy, sci-fi or horror and nothing he came across seemed to jump out at him. Plastic cases clacked against one another as his fingers moved over them. He stopped at a few titles, still undecided he reached in and plucked one out at random.

"Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" Connor heard a voice say from his immediate left.

Connor looked over to see a familiar pair of bright blue eyes glancing up at him.

"Uh, hi!" Connor said with a bewildered smile on his face.

"Hi," Abby replied with her own nervous grin.

Connor saw she was balancing ever so slightly on her tiptoes in order to see the movie he held. As he watched, she settled slowly back onto the soles of her feet until she became flat footed again. It was such a slow and graceful motion that he felt the air around them become slightly warmer.

Abby pushed a few strands of hair back behind her ear, "I saw you browsing through the videos when I walked by, so I decided to stop in and say hello."

"Hello," Connor said again with a nervous laugh.

Before the moment of silence could stretch any further, Abby spoke up again. "I never understood the whole slasher thing."

"What?" Connor glanced down at the case in his hand like he had never seen it in his life. "Oh! Right! This thing. Well I was just, you know, browsing."

Abby nodded feeling almost as lost as he was.

"Really I just picked it up at random," Connor continued. "Just, reached in and grabbed it," he said, miming his actions.

"Oh yeah," Abby said, "I've done that loads of times too. Like, uhm," she turned to the rack of movies beside them. Squeezing her eyes shut she reached out in front of her and plucked one out.

Connor raised his eyebrows, "Baked Bean Bombshells Volume 12."

"Of course it doesn't always work," Abby said, quickly replacing the case on the shelf. "So," she turned to face him, "how are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine," Connor replied. "Just, you know, never thought I might bump into you again."

Abby blushed. "Well, you never gave me your name, which made looking up your number rather difficult," she said with a smile. "Then again, we were so rudely interrupted."

Right, Connor thought to himself.

"M'name's Connor… Temple. Connor Temple, in that order," he took a breath, trying to calm his nerves. "And before we get off topic, you forgot to give me your number, also."

"You got me there," Abby said with a slight giggle.

"Yeah," Connor said, "how about that?"

Another moment of silence ballooned up between them as they found themselves at a loss for what to say next. Abby started to lightly bite her lower lip out of nervousness while Connor found himself fiddling with the edge of the DVD case. They might have stayed like that longer if the store manager hadn't cleared his throat and spoken up.

"Are you two love birds buying a movie; or are you gonna make googly eyes at one another all day?"

"No- no sir," Connor said, suddenly aware of where they stood. "We are…" he turned back to the shelves, "buying a movie, yes, that is what we are doing." Quickly fumbling through the selections as he spoke, Connor suddenly made a sound of discovery and grabbed a movie from the shelf.

Glancing at Abby, there was a slight pleading sound in his voice, like a man desperate not to pop his soap bubble of a dream. "Just hang on for a moment," he said, making a quick 'stay put' gesture to Abby, before he dashed over to the counter with the DVD in hand.

Connor heard a giggle from behind him, and his hand shook a little as he placed the DVD and some money on the counter. He was aware that he could feel his heart begin to pound even harder.

"Do you want a bag?" The manager asked.

"Ah, no mate. That's fine," Connor said, grabbing the DVD. "Cheers."

"Cheers," the manager replied. Tilting his head in Abby's direction, he added, "good luck."

Connor glanced over his shoulder and saw that Abby was still waiting for him in the exact spot she had been before. His smile grew bigger when she looked him in the eyes.

"Yeah," he said, turning back to the manager, "thanks."

DVD in hand, Connor made his way back to Abby.

"So what movie did we buy?" She asked with more than a hint of humor in her eyes.

Beaming, Connor held up his prize, "Ed Wood's 'Plan 9 from Outer Space.' Only the best of the entire collection."

Abby cocked her head with a quizzical look on her face, "I don't think I've ever heard of him."

"Oh you'll love him," Connor assured her as they made their way out the door. "This one's got aliens and the walking dead and…" He saw her expression and quickly changed tactics, "It also has a wonderful romance for the ladies."

"Alright," Abby said slowly. "But," her voice took on a more innocent tone, "don't you think inviting me back to your place for a movie is a bit much for a first date?"

Connor felt the air rush out of his lungs. "Date? You-you consider this a date?"

"Well," Abby mulled the question over as she continued to walk. "Not a real date, not really."

"Oh," Connor said, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice.

"In order for it to be official," she stopped abruptly, turning on her heels to face him, "you'd have to ask me out somewhere. And since it is around lunchtime…" She raised her eyebrows at Connor to see if he'd taken the hint.

He smiled down at her, "so, would you like to join me for lunch?"

More chapters to come, and it shouldn't take me months just to post one.

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