Title: the Lady of Morefield Commons
Author: Pinkcat 4569
Rating:T
Spoilers: reference in these notes to series 3 episode, maybe series 5
Description: the team is sent to Morefield Commons, a place with a long reputation of being haunted. Becker sees something strange...
Disclaimer: I do not own Primeval or the characters, this is for fun, spooky fun!
Chapter 2
"Anything out there, Becker?" crackled Jess' voice in his ear.
"Ah!" he screamed.
"What's wrong? Do you need medices? Do you need medical? Is it the creature? Becker talk to me!"
Becker was hunched over, trying to get his breath and heartbeat back to normal.
"I'm fine Jess," he said finally. "No creature in sight."
"You ok? You sound kind of strange?"
"No, I'm fine, really," said Becker. Then he chuckled, and said, "I kind of spooked myself."
"Oh, really?" said Jess in a teasing voice. "Did Becker see the scary lady ghost," she said in a mock teasing voice.
Becker laughed. "I thought I saw something, but it's just my mind."
Jess was quiet for a second. "What did you see?"
Becker chuckled again. "Believe it or not Jess, I thought I saw a lady. She wore an old time dress that blew like there was wind, but there's no wind out here."
"That's her! That's her! Sir, you've seen the Lady of Morefield Commons!"
"Carlson? What the devil are you doing on the comms?" yelled Becker in shock.
"What did she say?" asked Carlson.
"Jess," said Becker, "Why the hell is Carlson talking to me over comms?"
"He insisted and he's so nice," said Jess. "He's concerned for you. It's sweet."
"Carlson, get off the bloody comms and go back to your job."
"But sir,"
"That's an order! I should put you on report for dereliction of duty, interference with a mission, and just being stupid. By the way, there are no such things as ghosts."
"He's leaving, Becker," said Jess. "You didn't have to be mean, you know. Just cause you're a little freaked out..."
"Jess, we are on a mission, remember, and I don't 'freak out.' I thought I heard movement, possibly from a creature. I'm checking it out."
"This sound you heard, was it like what you thought you saw, I mean are you sure you heard it?"
"Yes, I heard it Jess. Becker out."
Jess eyes widened. "That was kind of abrupt, Captain. It's not my fault you saw a ghost and can't handle it," she mumbled to no one in particular. She was miffed at Becker for how he treated Carlson and his abruptness with her. "Rude."
"Miss Parker?" came a whisper. She turned around to see Carlson, hiding behind a desk.
"Carly? What are you doing? Becker was on audio. He wouldn't be able to see you, even if I was talking to him."
"So, you're not? He's gone?"
Jess smiled widely at the sight of the big, husky man hiding like a child. "Yes, he's gone."
Carlson stood up. "I don't like this. I really don't."
Jess couldn't find it in her to tease him. "I'm sure everything's fine, Carly."
"I wish I believed that Miss Parker." Carlson sighed. "I think...I can't believe I'm thinking this, but I'm going out there."
Becker moved through the tall brush. He focused on finding the creature he had heard. He wasn't crazy. The woman—well, he'd worry about that later, maybe he was crazy for seeing her—he heard the rustling sound again, and this time saw movement in the brush. He crouched down, moving slowly, trying to get close enough to get a better look.
"Matt," he whispered. "I've got a visual. It looks like a weird pig, 4 legs, about 3 feet tall, short and stocky build, has two mean-looking tusks. It's eating the brush, so maybe its an herbivore."
Connor came over the comm, "Could be a platygonus, or maybe an earlier species of peccary. They were omnivores, eating vegetation and small animals. Some lived in herds, some alone. Keep your distance, Becker. They could be vicious."
"Keeping my distance, Connor, don't really want to get familiar with those tusks."
Connor chuckled, "Yeah, I wouldn't either."
Becker kept his distance, and everything was quiet, then the peccary looked up abruptly, sniffed the air, then it started squealing kind of a like a pig, but lower and growl-ly.
It was alarmed, but not by Becker. It looked in the opposite direction. Something was coming. Becker looked around but didn't see anything.
Then Becker heard a scream, a high-pitched, piercing, female scream. At the same time a burst of icy, wind blew past him, howling in an unnatural, unearthly way, terrifying the pig-thing and making it run. It ran squealing in the other direction, past Becker, toward the ruins of the pool house.
Then, suddenly the wind was gone, the howling and the screaming stopped. Becker was frozen. It was so odd, and to be honest terrifying. He looked the way the wind had come from, toward a small hill, and he saw the same woman standing on it. He felt a creepy tingling up and down his back. As he watched, she disappeared, right before his eyes.
"Becker, come in, Becker," said Matt into his comm. He groaned. "Where the hell is he?"
Matt, Connor and Abby stood, not far from the poolhouse remains, looking at the anomaly. It was standing right in front of the main structure. It had been weak, going in and out of brightness, but now it was glowing strong.
"Matt," said Jess over the comms, "The readings for the anomaly are the strongest they've been."
"Yeah, Jess, we can tell, its bright and shining," said Connor.
"Any news from Becker?"
"No, and I'm getting worried," said Matt. "Are you sure his comm is working?"
"Yes, matt, I've run a diagnostic, and the signal is strong. I can also read him from the black box. He's not far...wait. He's on the move, Matt. He's heading toward you. He's moving fast."
What Matt, Jess and the others didn't know was that Becker had been trying to reach them. There was nothing on his comm, not even static. The sudden comm malfunction, the strange howling wind, and the disappearing lady all worked on his nerves.
"Get a grip, Becker," he said aloud. He had a job to do, so he ran after the pig-thing.
The pig creature had a head-start, and two more legs than Becker, so it was rapidly approaching Matt and the others. It was scared out of its head, squealing all the way.
"What is that?" asked Abby, hearing a squeal.
All of a sudden the pig creature burst from the brush and ran as fast as it could. It approached the anomaly, but seeing the humans it started to run a different direction. The strange howling wind blew, screaming at the pig and scaring it back toward the anomaly, and through.
The anomaly flickered and just as Becker arrived it flickered out.
"What the hell was that?" asked Connor in alarm.
"What was what?" asked Becker.
Abby, Matt, and Connor looked at him, all three were pale and startled.
"There was this...wind," said Abby.
"Wind doesn't howl like that Abby. It sounded...unreal."
The three of them just stared.
Matt came out of shock first. "Where the hell have you been? Why didn't you answer your comm?"
"I couldn't get you or Jess or anyone on it," said Becker. "It's just not working."
As soon as he said that, Jess' voice came crackling over the comm, "Becker? Do you read?"
"Well, now I do," he said dryly.
"That was weird," said Jess. "Now you're coming in crystal clear."
Becker chuckled. "That's not the weirdest thing I've heard or seen today, Jess."
"What'd you see?" asked Matt.
Becker began to answer, then his mouth shut, his eyes grew wide, and he stared at the abandoned poolhouse complex. He pointed.
The others turned and they all saw her, the same woman, in the same blue and tan dress, blowing in the non-existant wind, just like Becker had seen earlier. They all gasped.
"How?" asked Matt. "How'd she get up there?"
She stood on what was left of the roof of the complex. All of it had fallen and crumpled away except one small piece of concrete, jutting out in the middle. It stood alone, not surrounded by any support. There was no physical, earthly way for her to have gotten there.
Yet, there she stood, and they all saw it.
"Um, guys," said Connor. "I think we're seeing..."
"The Lady of Morefield Commons," said a voice beside them. All four jumped at the voice. They turned to see Carlson in front of them.
"What the hell are you doing here?" asked Becker.
"I'm sorry sir. I couldn't stay away, not if you were here investigating. This place is just too..."
"Haunted," said Connor.
Becker snapped at him. "Shut up."
"This place is haunted," said Connor, his voice raising. "You see that woman, how did she..."
Connor's eyes grew huge and he pointed. All five of them looked toward the now empty pool complex.
The woman was gone.
End of Chapter Two