Okay, I'm planning on these next few chapters being pretty short. I hope you don't mind- yell if you do!

If you've got to this chapter then you already know I don't own Primeval!

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Three of Becker's men had been killed that day. It was hard not to notice. Becker's mood was sour and Sam was being a grumpy cow after informing the families of the men. Jess, toning down her bounciness, suggested they should find their way to a pub. A drink too many later and the "Drunk Team" was visible- well, minus Matt, who seemed to be the only one who could hold his drink!

Connor was the team's Needy Drunk, holding onto Abby's arm to stop her from leaving him. "The bright lights," he complained, "they'll steal you. They come out and take you away. You'll be trapped. Don't leave me."

Abby, on the other hand, was the I-Know-I'm-Sexy Drunk who was doing her best to prove herself to the team. This, admittedly, was difficult as Connor was preventing her from climbing on the table and dancing - if she did she'd be too near the bright lights. She had, however, managed to strip off her shirt and was left in a small and see-through vest top, showing her bra beneath.

Jess, the Weepy-Hysterical Drunk, was crying into Matt's shoulder about the time she lost her memory stick and someone handed it in to her school but her computer caught a virus from it.

The Happy/ I-Find-Everything-Funny Drunk was Emily, giggling that beer tasted funny. She had only drunk Sherry in her own time- thought of as a women's drink- and hadn't had the luxury of alcohol during the time she was a nomad.

Becker was Angry/ I-Want-To-Kick-Everyone's-Ass Drunk. His drunk self was reflecting his earlier mood. The Soldier had twice attempted to smack Connor's head into the table for holding onto Abby. Each time he had been held back by a laughing Emily who thought that he was pretending.

Sam, a classic I'm-Not-Drunk Drunk, was begging Matt to allow her another drink. Each time Matt attempted to stop her Jess would resume crying that he "wasn't listening to her and didn't care about her and never did care and wouldn't care if the ADD fell on top of her and she got concussion and then forgot everyone and he would continue living life like he never know her."

As the team fell into a worse state Matt was struggling to keep everyone under control.

"How about this," he raised his voice to be heard over Emily's most recent cackle. "We could play the question game. Everyone sit quite."

"I'm not playing that stupid game."

"But no-one ever asks me anything!"

"Abby, will you play with me? You're going to stay and play, right?"

"Yea, who thinks I'm sexy?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Hehe, that's an amazing idea! You're so intelligent, Matt. "

Abby tried to pull out of Connor's grasp and jump on the table, the man pulled at her legs trying to get her back. As Abby fell backwards onto her boyfriend Emily went into a new fit of laughter.

"Connor definitely thinks that Abby is sexy!"

"You, Emily, are drunk."

"No, I'm not Sammmmmmmyantha! You are!"

"I can hold my durink I thank you very muchly."

"I said 'quiet.'"

There was silence.

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