Double whammy for you guys today, enjoy :D

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The secure bio-hazard room at the ARC was full of the sound of various machines beeping; each had a different tone and a different rhythm and as Becker sat next to the bed, looking at the ghostly white face of his friend, the room felt deadly silent- like all the life had been sucked out the small room- and Becker knew it would take a miracle to get out of this. He looked into Connors pale face and knew whatever was wrong with him must have been really serious, but the most frustrating thing was he had no idea what, and that was the most tormenting thing Becker felt.

When he had arrived at the ARC with Connor, the medical team had been waiting in the underground car park with Matt- they rushed towards the car and quickly got Connor out before laying him on a stretcher, they then took him straight to the ARC's Medical Bay- where they set Connor up on a drip and all sorts of different medication all going into his system threw the various needles currently sticking out of his arms. Then they began work on Becker, they laid him on the bed next to Connor and began taking blood samples and testing his temperature. Then they connected him onto a drip to make sure Becker was hydrated. All the while they worked on saving Connor's life, the medical team surrounded Connor for about twenty minutes, running every test they could think off until they could do no more. Then they left, a nurse sitting outside the room monitoring Connor on the computer outside.

Becker glanced at the heart monitor on the other side of the bed, 51…that's really not good Becker told himself, he wasn't a doctor but he knew that was slow for someone's heart to be beating.

"Connor, come on mate…don't get sick on me now…I lost you once when you took your trip to the Cretaceous…I can't lose you again…" Becker said quietly, looking into Connors face, he could see the thin layer of sweat covering his face. The one thing Becker couldn't get out of his head was the fact that he looked so sick, so helpless.

There was a quiet tap on the glass behind and Becker hastily wiped his eyes as he turned around to see two people talking behind him- he recognized one as Doctor Blaine Evans- he was one the three doctors' stationed at the Anomaly Research Centre and was the main doctor in charge of patching up the team after callouts, the other was a woman who Becker didn't recognize. Becker watched as they spoke quietly, their hushed conversation being kept very private, but from Becker could see through the blinds hanging in front of the window, the two of them seemed to be having a rather heated discussion. He then saw the woman doctor quickly walk away, and then Dr Evans turned and looked in the direction of the Becker- he gave him a small smile before walking away. Becker then turned to face Connor and sighed. He knew the doctors were doing everything they could to establish what was wrong with Connor.

Becker then closed his eyes and let out a large yawn, feeling exhausted after the events of this morning. When he opened them, he heard a small mumble come from where Connors was laying. Becker leant forward and grabbed hold of Connors hand.

"Connor…Connor- wake up mate please" Becker said quickly, looking at Connor and squeezing his hand.

"Becker- your hurting my hand mate" Connor said, somewhat groggily as his eyelids fluttered open. Becker looked shocked for a moment before looking down and letting go off Connors hand and giving his best friend a smile.

"You scared me for a moment there mate" Becker said quietly, feeling his eyes water as he looked at Connor.

"Sorry mate, didn't mean to" Connor said quietly, feeling like he had swallowed knives during his sleep.

"Don't do that to me Connor, I can't lose you- not again" Becker said, wiping his eyes as he looked into Connors. Connor looked sad for a moment before giving the military captain a small smile.

"I'm not going anywhere Becker" Connor said, taking hold of Becker's hand that was resting on the bed "I couldn't have some water could I mate" Connor asked, looking at the glass jug of clear liquid at the end of the table. Becker turned and gave Connor a small nod, the latter releasing Becker's hand and watching as he poured him a cup of water. Connor sat up and let Becker place the white plastic cup to his lips, the feeling of the cold water slowly falling down his throat felt so good to Connor- but he tasted something else in his mouth- something familiar.

Becker slowly took the cup away from Connors lips and it was then he noticed it, the rim of the cup that had been pressed to Connors lips was red, red with blood. It then happened in slow motion, Connor started coughing again and violent shudders overcame his body. Becker watched as Connor covered his mouth with the back of his hand and saw flecks of blood appear.

"Connor…" Becker said, standing up just as he saw Connor look him in the eye, and Becker saw the fear in his best friend's eyes before they closed and his head lolled back- then his body started shaking. Becker stood up and pressed the red alarm button that was above the bed- and a small alarm began to fill the room. In no time at all, Dr Evans and two other nurse rushed into the room, just as Connor stopped breathing.

Wow- cliffhanger, tell me what you think and if you want me to continue :)

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