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Any references to people, places, businesses etc is entirely fictitious.
3.11 Home
"…we should all go home..."
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Lester went inside the rental agency to get the car keys.
"A mini-van," asked the rental agent in surprise "do I have the right reservation?"
"Yes, a mini-van," said Lester.
He didn't bother to explain anything to the rental agent. Lester just hurriedly signed the rental agreement and drove to the London flat that he and his family had called home all summer long.
Vivian, the children and his mother were already packed. They loaded the mini-van and climbed in.
"We've got a lot to do this weekend," said Vivian. "The children's school starts the next week."
She started ticking off the things to do on her fingers. Shopping for last-minute school necessities, the grocers, the library, and if it was nice out… perhaps one last outing with the children… a picnic and a hike up by the lake afterwards…
Lester smiled at his wife's ever-increasing list of things to do. As he pulled the mini-van into the travel lane on the highway, he reached across and took her hand in his.
"Everything else can wait," Lester said. "Let's just go home."
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Cutter opened the front door. Claudia, carried Stephanie inside.
"It's a miracle Connor and Abby are back," said Claudia. "The ARCH works with time displaced people every day. Most never return to their own time... to their own place."
"Being in the wrong time," said Cutter "could drive a person mad. The anomaly mapping project will help restore people to their proper times…"
Claudia put a finger to her lips in a shushing motion. She dropped her gaze to the sleeping child in her arms.
"Work can wait until Monday," said Claudia firmly.
Cutter smiled in agreement as he followed his wife and child upstairs. It was good to be home.
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Sarah left the ARC and drove to the British Museum. She could see Jamal standing on the sidewalk waiting for her. His face lit up with a smile when he saw her. She pulled the car up next to the kerb. He climbed into the front passenger seat and leaned across the driveshaft to give her a kiss before starting to buckle up.
"You know," said Sarah "if you took Lester's offer and came to work at the ARC… we could car pool together."
Jamal chuckled. He turned his dark eyes to gaze at her. He leaned back across the driveshaft to give her a more thorough kiss.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you about his offer," whispered the man when they parted.
Sarah smirked and tossed her long dark hair back over her shoulder as she checked the mirrors.
"One of us needs a regular job you know," said Jamal. "What if we ever decide to have children?"
"What?"
"Pay attention to the traffic now," said Jamal "we can talk about that more at home."
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Jess spent the better part of Friday night at Heathrow. Evie's flight was late. Her older sister finally came through customs pulling a purple roll along and carrying a bright blue overnight bag.
"If I had known you were going to be this late," complained Jess in a teasing voice "I would have accepted Becker's dinner invitation."
"Becker?" replied Evie vaguely.
Evie was tired after her long journey, but she tried to remember the names of her sister's coworkers.
"Is that the cute guy you like," asked Evie "or the one you think is probably gay?"
"The cute one!"
"I want to hear all about him," said Evie as they headed home.
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Becker pressed the down arrow on his cell phones address book search until he came to the letter R. He selected it, then down arrowed again until he reached Tom's number. He selected that, and then listened to the phone ring.
"Hey Becker," said Tom Ryan. "How are things going in London?"
The two men chatted a while, catching up. It had been over two months since they had talked to each other. Ryan was very pleased to hear that their mutual friends had returned safely home. Finally though, Becker got to the real reason for his call.
"Tom," Becker asked "what was the name of that restaurant you and Anne always raved about?"
In Surrey, the ARCs former chief of security smiled. So someone had finally managed to get past Becker's shielded exterior.
"What's she like?" asked Tom.
"Who?" replied Becker, instantly on guard.
"The woman you want to take to La Trattoria," chuckled Tom. "Tell me all about her."
Becker didn't stop talking for a very long while.
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Danny and Stephen were walking down the corridor towards the car park. Their heads were together and they were talking quietly. Percy was trailing along behind them. Abby and Connor followed more slowly further behind.
Everyone else had already left the building. Danny had offered to drive Stephen, Abby and Connor to the flat, but they had to wait for the corpsman to return with Connor's crutches before they could leave.
Danny spoke in a hushed tone to Stephen.
"Connor's got that black cell phone," said Danny. "Sarah was right about that."
"Which means the blue cell phone we found," agreed Stephen "belonged to a different Connor."
They stopped walking and continued speaking in low tones. Percy stepped closer to Danny and Stephen. He'd only heard some of what they said, and that was impossible.
"Have you got some sort of hero complex?" asked Percy "How can you find anyone… lost in all of time?"
Danny tilted his head sideways and gave the smaller man a cocky grin.
"We can find anyone," declared Danny with confidence.
Percy looked from the tall red-haired man to Stephen standing next to him. Danny Quinn was the man who had forced his way into the team, took on a g-rex, returned from who knows when and literally brought a man back from the dead. Percy trembled with a sudden hope.
"Can you help me," Percy whispered, "there is someone I need to find."
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"Abby," hissed Connor as he hobbled down the corridor on his crutches.
"What?" asked Abby.
She stopped walking and turned to look at him. Danny, Stephen and Percy continued moving further down the corridor. Abby leaned back against the wall, waiting for Connor to catch up. As Connor reached her, Abby glanced down the corridor to see that Danny, Stephen and Percy appeared to have stopped to talk also.
"Stephen has been using the empty bedroom," said Connor.
He slumped a bit, loosening his hold on the crutches. Then he leaned against the wall next to her letting the wall support him.
"I'm guessing Stephen means the room I had before Jack arrived."
"Yeah? Your point?"
"So, I was wondering…," said Connor "when we get home..."
He looked at Abby out of the corner of his eyes. Connor wouldn't assume anything. He wished he knew a better way to go about asking what he really… really… needed to know. Connor took a deep breath and just blurted his question out.
"Where am I going to sleep?"
Abby's eyes opened wide. And then she stepped away from the wall and turned to face him. She put one hand on either side of his head leaning her weight against the wall, bringing her face right next to his.
"Connor," said Abby "for a genius… you're incredibly thick sometimes."
"What?"
"You're sleeping with me."
His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer.
"I was hoping you would say that," whispered Connor as she brought her lips to meet his.
"Let's go home."
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