Chapter 2

Disclaimer: If I owned Primeval then Stephen and Cutter would be alive while Helen would have died sooner.

Author Note: Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile it's just that as I've said on my other story I have lots of excuses. Anyways, on with the story!

Becker's POV:

I stood in a sandy clearing breathing heavily trying to catch my breath before I noticed a shadow slinking towards me and heard a rattling breath which turned into a growing in volume growl, I reached down to pick up a large stick but before I could straighten up or turn around it leaped.

My eyes snapped open and I shot into a sitting position my breath coming out in gasps as my eyes raked across the clearing where we had set up camp. Connor was supposed to be on watch but I noticed that he was now leaning against a tree in a deep slumber much like Abby, Lester and Danny were.

I figured I wouldn't be able to sleep after my nightmare so I reasoned that I might as well be useful and investigate our surroundings. Better wake Connor up though and tell him where I'm going.

I strode over to Connor's sleeping form and shook him awake and told him where I was going, although all I got in reply was mumbles about not wanting to dance with Lester which made me chuckle.

As I wandered though the forest I wondered about my dream and if it could possibly mean anything. Thinking back to it, I realized that it had been nighttime and that the trees surrounding the clearing where I had been attacked had the same tropical trees that this island had.

I began to panic, my heartbeat sped up, my breathing got ragged and my palms sweaty. I closed my close and counted slowly taking deep breathes trying to calm myself down. It will do me no good to panic.

Just after that thought entered my there was a crackle of leaves behind me and I spun around to confront who or whatever it was to find a familiar face staring back at me.

Abby's POV:

I awoken from a lovely dream about this never happening and me and everyone else was safely back home by Connor shaking her shoulders gently.

"What is it Connor?" I questioned a panicky looking Connor.

"Um, well, you see..." He seemed to be struggling with saying whatever it was he wanted to say to me. I sighed in annoyance before I slowly pulled myself up into a sitting position and looking round at our make-shift camp. Nothing seemed to be there which wasn't meant to be. I relaxed slightly before I noticed that the problem was not what was there that wasn't meant to be there, but what's not there which was meant to be.

"Shit! You two wake up, Becker is gone!" I said as I stumbled in my half-asleep state to where Danny and Lester were sleeping.

Danny blinked a few times to presumably get the sleep out of his eyes before he kicked Lester in the side to wake him up. This caused Lester to swear and this normally would have amused me but the situation was a bad one.

After everyone was on their feet, we decided that it would be best to go and look for Becker together and started stumbling though the dark trying to find our lost co-worker.

Roughly half an hour later, Lester was about to call out to Becker again when Danny clamped a hand over his mouth. Lester, of course, was irritated by this and looked as though he were about to snap the other man's head off when they all heard the sound of someone shouting.

The group started to sprint through the tropical trees with Danny in the front, followed closely by Abby and a stumbling Connor with Lester panting along behind them. I don't know how long we were running for when we broke through the trees and beheld a sight I don't think any of us were expecting.

"But that's impossible." I breath, staring with wide-eyes.

Author: Don't we all love cliffies! … No? Oh, well I enjoy writing them anyway, so get used to it. Oh yeah, just a little reminder: Reviews make me write faster. So if you want to see what they saw you should review!