Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval. Or they would have left the Becker's first name scene in.
A/N: This one's a bit more miserable. Sorry. But I couldn't do this without doing Cutter's death from Becker's POV.
Becker walked slowly through the door. He threw his keys at the counter-top, not even checking to see where they landed. Slamming the door, he turned and leaned his forehead against it.
Cutter died today, he thought. He was angry with himself, angry with Cutter, with Helen, with himself. He should have been more on guard, should have stopped him going back in to save Helen, of all people!
In the short time he had known the professor, he had come to respect him for his knowledge, his passion, and the weight he held as the head of the team. He knew the man hadn't been exactly fond of him, because of the soldier thing, but he hoped that they had come to an understanding before…before it was too late.
Becker threw himself on the sofa, remembering the others' faces as Connor emerged from the smoke, holding Cutter's body in his arms. Connor himself had looked dead, as if he had just shut down. Lester trying to hide the pain by giving orders. Abby just looking, uncomprehendingly, at the man's corpse. Jenny, lost, holding his arm as if her touch might bring him back. And Sarah. Like him, not having known Cutter very long, but still hit by the blow.
Maybe he could talk to Sarah tomorrow, remind her that they had known Cutter for the same amount of time, ask if she wanted to talk. Could he? No. Stay professional, he reminded himself half-heartedly. Maybe if she spoke to him first, it would be rude to turn her down…
With a start, Becker remembered the hospital anomaly, just that morning. It felt like weeks ago. He wondered if it had been Helen who locked Abby and Cutter in the operating theatre. To delay them, maybe.
Becker drifted off to sleep, his mind filled with maybes and what-ifs.
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