Disclaimer: Primeval does not belong to me, this is fan fiction, not for profit.
Any references to people, places, businesses etc is entirely fictitious.
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Abby moved to the doorway of the kitchen, looking into the living area. Jess was close behind her.
The left side of window to the main room was shattered. Becker was stretched out on the floor, groaning, Connor kneeling beside him. He looked up at Abby, "Don't come in here Abby," he warned "she's still throwing bricks..."
Jess looked at the brick lying on the floor beside Becker in disbelief. How did that get there?
A shrill female voice called out "Connor Temple, I know you're in there." Another brick crashed through the remaining glass to land beside the first. Connor reached to grab Becker by the shoulders. Pushing off the floor with his good leg, he began dragging his friend backwards, away from the table, towards the relative safety of the kitchen.
Abby stared in shock. In a disjointed way, she noticed the trickle of blood down Becker's forehead as Connor moved him closer, but her mind was on that voice. She recognized that voice.
Jess opened her cell phone and started dialing 999.
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The police and emergency responders had come in record time, thought Jess gratefully. She watched as the paramedic shone his light in Becker's eyes, look up, look down…
Abby came to stand beside her, "You alright?" she whispered softly.
Jess nodded, and turned to look at her friend. "Abby," she asked "what was that all about? Who is that woman?"
"You would think," Abby began "that after years of creature incursions, repeated attacks by Helen and Phillip, that one little old ex-girlfriend wouldn't be a problem." She sighed before continuing, "We ran into her last week at the grocers… she was… rude."
Jess noted the strained way her friend said the word rude, but before she could do more than wonder Abby continued. "I think she would have slapped me if Connor hadn't stepped between us…"
The young constable looked up from his notepad, at Abby's words. He turned from where he had been speaking to Connor to look directly at the two women. "She tried to strike you?" he exclaimed, looking down at Abby's body, "in your condition!"
Outside, Jess saw the other constable guiding the handcuffed woman into the back seat of the patrol car. Hopefully, they wouldn't see her again.
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The police and ambulance had gone now. They were waiting for Jack.
When Abby had called Jack, explaining the damage, Connor's ankle, Becker's head, he had responded in an unexpectedly helpful manner. Without her even asking, he had volunteered to come over with boards and a hammer. He assured Abby that he would rig something to hold them through the night. They could get a proper repair man in the morning.
Surveying the broken window, Becker said, "Good thing you didn't bring Rex home for the weekend, he might have gotten out."
Jess gently pushed the ice pack back to his forehead. The EMT had said the injury wasn't serious, but Becker was probably going to have quite a shiner. Jess hoped it would fade before her cousins wedding… she knew there would be lots of pictures being taken that day. She wondered what Becker would say if she suggested some concealer, just a little, maybe.
Abby replied tiredly to Becker's comment, "Rex seemed to love our flat years ago, but now… the few times I've brought him home, he seemed unhappy. I think he likes the menagerie better. He has free flying privileges over the whole area."
"Or maybe," joked Becker "he just likes the new Coelurosauravus. Has she got a name yet?"
"Well, there is that too," Abby smirked "and her name is Regina."
Privately, thought Connor, Rex, Regina and the mammoth were probably plotting something… perhaps a take over of the ARC… or the whole world.
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