AN: Apologies for such the long delay. I've got a bit of writer's block. I know what I want to happen but just not how to say it! Anyway thank you to Cabbage Ninja for their lovely review. They make my day *hint hint!*. I just want to establish that they haven't met Sarah yet. Whether they will or not, I'm still deciding. I don't own Primeval. However I do own Izzy. Enjoy. :)

I woke up to 5 sets of eyes staring at me. 3 sets I recognised as Connor, Abby and Lester's but the other 2, I didn't have a clue on.

"Are you ok?" Connor said helping me sit up. "You kinda went funny on me then."

"I don't know what happened, I just remember you talking and then I wake up here"

"You blacked out on us, Izzy." Abby replied.

"Perhaps it was the stress of the day" a man in military uniform replied. Finally an attractive security guard! More then that he was fit! I seriously found myself attracted to this man. "I'm Becker by the way, Head of security. I was in your shoes not long back."

"What fainting in the middle of a lab?"

"No, being new here. I haven't been here long"

"Alright no need to be sarcastic!"

Ok so I fancied the pants off this Becker guy, what with the gun and that hair, but blimey he needed an attitude check.

"Ignore him" a thick Scottish accent said from the last person I didn't recognise. "He's still settling in himself. He's only been here two days but he's here to protect us and that's all that matters." He said walking out of the room. For some reason I thought the Scottish man didn't like Becker although I couldn't see why, I mean he's gorgeous! SNAP OUT OF IT IZZY! I must not let my emotions rule my head, the last time that happened it turned out to be a disaster.

"When Stephen died, Lester brought Becker in as head of security, to make sure that none of us who get killed. Cutter's still getting used to the fact that someone's protecting him." Connor explained helping me up. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Nothing a bit of fresh air wouldn't help with." I replied. This place seemed to get rather stuffy. I looked to Connor hopefully "You could come with me?" Connor didn't seem to catch on to my hint so I had to put up with Becker. Not that I was complaining. So long as he didn't talk, I could admire him for all eternity!

"Come along Isabel, I'll take you to get some air." Isabel, ISABEL. He called me ISABEL. I walked over to Becker and held him by the neck against the wall. "You call me Isabel again and I will shove that beloved gun of yours where the sun doesn't shine. Understand? My name's Izzy"

Connor just looked at me. "Remind me not to get on the wrong side of you"

"Oh don't worry I will. Are you sure you can't come?"

Connor looked at me apologetically. I knew the answer was no.

"Come on Becker, you can show me where to go"

I was lead out to a small clearing just outside the main entrance of the ARC. It had a bench and a few trees, something that I didn't expect to find. I sat down on the bench and took a look at my surroundings. Trying to distract myself from the fact that there was 1. A gorgeous guy standing about 3 feet away from me and 2, I had just met my brother. Ok, so I admit meeting Connor wasn't as bad I first thought. He seemed alright and so did Abby, Cutter and Lester. My thoughts on Becker however were a little more clouded and it wasn't due to my attraction to him. He was like me. New and although I think he had more of an idea of what the ARC does, I'm sure he was still a little confused.

"You can sit down you know, I don't bite." Becker had been stood up guarding the perimeter for the past five minutes. I could understand why he was dong it but in all honesty I was starting to get a little freaked out by it. For a moment I didn't think he heard me, but he came over and joined me on the bench.

"Cutter says you've not been here for long, so were kind of alike. I'm sorry I threatened you. I shouldn't have done that but please don't call me Isabel" the thought of my own name sends shivers down my spine, and not good ones at that.

"Why not? It's your name isn't it?"

"That's not the point; anyway people call you by your surname, so you've got a right to talk."

"I'm military. It's what we do" Becker shot a look at me. Proud to be who he was.

"I'm not disputing that, I just think that, if you've got a first name then you should be called by it. It's like someone called Victoria, being called Vikki. It's less formal."

"I hate my first name. Hence the surname."

"Come on what is it?"

Becker looked at me, and then looked away. I think my first impressions of the man where a little wrong. He did his job and that's what made him arrogant. Underneath all that he seemed a genuine guy. Out of nowhere, in the quietest voice I hear Becker speak.

"Hillary"

"Hillary" I reply my voice a little louder.

"Yes now get all the laughing out of the system."

I looked at him. I could see why people laughed but I wouldn't.

"I think it's sweet, it suits you. You'll get no laughing from me soldier boy." He looked at me and gave me the smallest of smiles, then quickly stood up to resume order.

"We should get you back inside. I'll get Lester to give you a tour, seeing as Connor won't."

"Thanks? Honestly I'll be fine. I don't need a tour."

A brown haired lady came out in a suit.

"Becker, your needed. Anomaly alert." she said. She seemed a nice lady, but I've been wrong with first appearances.

"We're coming, thanks Jenny." He turned to face me. "You ready to find out what the ARC actually does?"

"Ready as I'll ever be" I replied.

With that we set off for the car parking bay.