Disclaimer: Primeval does not belong to me, this is fan fiction, not for profit.
Any references to people, places, businesses etc is entirely fictitious.
2.3-2 Right?
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Stephen and Percy were arguing.
After the encounter at Blue Sky Park resulting in Valerie's death, Stephen felt guilty. The subsequent anomaly alert that sent them to Gracechurch Street hadn't done anything to change that feeling. Chasing troodons down the streets and into Leadenhall Market had resulted in another civilian death.
"We should tell the public," Stephen said "We could have saved Valerie if she'd only trusted us, and if we had told that shopkeeper…"
"If we had told the shopkeeper that carnivorous dinosaurs were coming after his venison," argued Percy "he would have thought we were crazy."
"We should have posted the train spotter's pictures on the internet," countered Stephen.
"The public wouldn't have believed the pictures were real."
"We'll never know," replied Stephen "now will we?"
Percy looked at the taller man.
"About that train spotter," Percy began "Would you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"I've arranged for him to see the UFM160 track inspection vehicle next week…" continued Percy "and I've got to be there to oversee his tour."
"So…"
"So he thinks I was flirting with him," said Percy "but I wasn't… I was just doing me job… had to get those pictures… could you come with me?" The young PR man sounded nervous at the last words.
Stephen snorted. "Sometimes Percy," he said "you're too good at your job."
"Will you come with me or not?"
"Yeah Percy," answered Stephen "but wouldn't it just be simpler to tell him you weren't flirting with him?"
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Abby had been glad when Connor's Anomaly Detection Device had sounded an alert when they returned to the ARC. It proved Connor's machine worked… not that she had ever doubted him, but it was nice to see the smug smile wiped off Leek's face.
And if the alert at Gracechurch Street had caused Connor to miss another date with Caroline, well… that was just a shame.
Right Rex?
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Connor was thinking.
The anomaly alert when they returned to the ARC had caused him to miss his date with Caroline… again. That was getting to be a habit. Since their first date the previous week… which he really couldn't remember very well since he drank too much tequila… he had missed every other date. Caroline might not want to date him anymore if he kept leaving her hanging... Connor wasn't quite sure how he felt about that.
But really, Connor should focus on work… that's what he was here for. The Anomaly Detection Device demonstration had worked wonderfully. He was quite chuffed about that. Cutter had been pleased… of course the professor wanted the handhelds to be smaller… more compact… that might take some doing. Connor bent over the circuit board in front of him. Abby had looked so hot… Oops! Stop thinking about that!
Connor tried to think of something else. But he kept coming back to one question. What device could he make that would use a heat sensitive camera? Surely the ARC must need something like that.
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Oliver Leek had paid Caroline and reminded her that sometimes she had to take one for the team. After she left, he started the vehicle and headed toward the other side of town. The converted factory building suited his purposes. The smilodon that he had diverted should have arrived there and been safely moved to the containment area by now.
He wondered if Helen would be there. If so, Leek might just have to take one for the team too.
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James Lester was reviewing the security team records. With Captain Ryan still in rehabilitative therapy, Leek had been handling the security team assignments. But Lester didn't like the way the security team was being deployed.
Twice in just a matter of days, at Blue Sky Park and again at Gracechurch Street, the core team had been sent out without security support. Lester's brow furrowed as he stared at the papers in front of him. It didn't look like they were short staffed... at least not on paper. Then where were the security team members?
Something just wasn't right.
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Nick Cutter was staring at the containment center in front of him.
It didn't make any sense for the smilodon to have died in transit from Blue Sky Park to the ARC. Leek's lame attempt to blame Abby and the tranquilizer dose was just pathetic. And the troodons… hadn't they captured four at Leadenhall Market? Three troodons paced back and forth in front of him.
Something just wasn't right.
His cell phone rang. Cutter looked at the caller id... Claudia. He smiled as he answered the phone.
Then again, some things were better than alright.
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