I'm back, and really, really sorry with the long gap between this chapter and the last one- just everything in life kinda collided and I didn't have any time to write, which is no excuse- but now I have finally got round to finishing this story.

I think it has the best conclusion but feedback from you guys is always nice so let me know what you think. Good ending? Crap ending, whatever- reviews are good :) For now enjoy.

I don't own Primeval or any other related characters.

Chapter Twelve

"This might hurt a little Becker, but it won't be that bad" Blaine said, looking at the drip that was currently still inside Becker's arm, the captain gave Matt a look, and Matt couldn't help but grin.

"At least you're okay mate, we'll have you back in no time- although Hemple is growing on me" Matt said, giving Becker's shoulder. The ARC's team leader had spent all morning from the moment he arrived at the Anomaly Research Centre in the state-of-the-art Medical Bay with Becker, keeping the military captain company and to make sure Connor was doing okay. He had even said no to attend a callout at an office block in the city- leaving it the capable hands of Abby and Becker's stand in Jake Hemple.

"It might feel a little weird as I pull it out but nothing to major" Blaine said, taking a small breath and seeing Becker give him a small nod. Blaine then slowly pulled the needle that was connected to the drip out of Becker's skin, and after a few moments- it was all over.

"Okay, hold this where the needle was" Blaine said, holding up a piece of cotton wool "And I'll go grab you a plaster" Blaine said, placing the used drip in a tub and walking across the room. Becker stretched out his arm, the feeling of being able to felt really good, he then glanced at Connor and sighed.

"When are they gonna wake him up mate?" Becker asked, not able to take his eyes of his best mate who still looked like he was sleeping peacefully.

"I think there doing him next mate" Matt said, glancing at the clock on the wall before turning to look at Connor. Becker just nodded and slowly sat up in bed, he yawned and ran his hand through his ruffled hair- he then turned to the door in time to see Blaine and another doctor walk into the room- both were wearing gloves and Blaine was holding a rather long needle in his hands.

"Right- time to wake him up" Blaine said, giving Becker a small smile. Becker looked Blaine in the eye- this was it.

xxxxx

Connor looked at the glowing anomaly and sadly watched as Professor Nick Cutter finally faded from sight. He then watched as the anomaly began to spin slower and slower until I completely disappeared from existence.

The words of his former mentor where still ringing in his ears, and he couldn't shake the feeling in the pit of his stomach…had he made the right choice? Was this even real, what would have happened if he had taken the other choice, of going with Cutter, would he have just died…in the real world? Connor shuddered at the thought that he could have chosen to stay here.

Realizing that the room was getting slowly brighter, he knew whatever was going to happen next was going to happen very soon.

Connor suddenly felt very tense, was he about to die? Or come back to life? This was all rather confusing for the ARC team's techie. Then it happened.

xxxxx

The first thing Connor noticed as he woke up was the pain. He felt like every muscle in his body on was fire, but in a flash, the pain was gone, only to be replaced with numbness. Connor wasn't quite sure where he was but he had been having the craziest dream about Cutter and the afterlife. After a few seconds, Connor attempted to open his eyes, but when he did, all that he saw was a bright light. Nothing else.

He could hear voices all around him but nothing they were saying was distinguishable- it all just sounded jumbled up in his head. He then felt a hand grab onto his arm, and he immediately knew whose hand it was- it wasn't soft and smooth like Abby's or Jess's, but it was rough and calloused- and he had felt that hand before.

"Becker…" Connor tried to talk but his throat was groggy and it felt like he had swallowed a million knives. He blinked as his eyes began to adjust to the light in the room, and very slowly he began to see the shadows of four people begin to form in the space above him. The voices sounded slightly clearer now and Connor could just make out what one of them was saying.

"Connor, my name is Doctor Blaine Evans, I need you to blink twice for me, can you do that?" the voice said, and Connor did as he was told- blinking twice and the room began to come into focus.

"Brilliant Connor, now I need you to stick your thumb in the air- reckon you can do that?" and once again, Connor followed the instruction. He could finally see the face of Blaine above him and a nurse standing to the side, turning his head he saw Matt standing at the foot of the bed- a grin on his face. Connor smiled before turning to the person he had woken up for. Becker was sitting in the chair next to the bed, his hand still gripping onto Connors arm.

"Am I dead?" Connor asked, his voice groggy and hoarse from the lack of use, and he heard Becker laugh.

"No mate, you're not dead, I promise" Becker said, feeling his eyes water as he finally let go off Connors arm, he rested his hand on the bed and smiled at Connor.

"How long have I been out?" Connor asked the room in general. Matt was the one who answered.

"A few days mate" Matt replied "But none of that matters now you're going to be okay" Matt said.

"Right, I think Connor needs to get some rest- Becker you can stay with him but Matt-" Blaine began saying, but Matt interrupted him.

"No worries doc, I need to get back upstairs" Matt said, smiling at Blaine, he then turned to Connor "It's good to have you back mate" the team leader said to Connor before leaving the room.

"We'll keep you under 15 min's observations Connor, just get some rest and recharge" Blaine said, giving Connor and Becker a smile before walking to his office on the other side of the Medical Centre.

"You had me worried for a while Connor" Becker said quietly, looking the technical genius in the eye.

"I'm sorry mate, won't happen again" Connor said grinning, before seeing the sad expression on Becker's face "Or at least I'll try not to" Connor said, which earned him a laugh from Becker.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from you Con" Becker said, leaning forward and taking Connors hand in his hand "Just next time, try and be more careful mate. I don't want to nearly lose you again"

"Is that an order Becker?" Connor said playfully.

"A direct order Connor" Becker replied as he grinned and the two men feel into a comfortable silence. After a few moments, Connor spoke up.

"Can I have some food please, I'm starving?" Connor said, giving Becker his best puppy dog eyes, and Becker laughed.

"You're always hungry mate" Becker said, letting go off Connors hand and standing up "I guess something's never change"

And there you go- finished. Thanks to readers who stuck with this right to the end, it does mean a lot to know people take the time to actually read my stuff. Anyway, drop a review and tell me what you think,

Dan