Abby looked at the limping pre-history wild cat.

"I've got to help it," she said turning to Becker. The team had split up in two groups while Sarah stayed at the ARC to work on the artifact. Conner had gone with Danny, leaving Abby with Becker.

"Abby, you can't go out there," he told her.

"No, he's hurt. He wont' be able to make it back to the anomaly if we don't help him."

"That thing has been on a rampage all morning. I'm not letting you go out there."

"Look, I know Lester told you to be persistent, but I'm going out there no matter what you say. That animal needs help and I'm going to help it," she said forcefully as she stood up.

"That thing is not an animal. It's a monster."

"It's an animal."

"You're not going out there," Becker said pulling her back down to the ground.

"I know Lester told you to protect us and all but seriously if you don't let me go out there on my own, I'll force you to let me go."

"I want to protect you for an entirely selfish reason. Lester has nothing to do with it," he said taking her hand and giving it a quick squeeze.

"Thanks Becker, but I'll be fine, yeah. Animals are my thing just like guns and acting stubborn are yours."

"You're really stubborn yourself."

"I'll be fine," she said again, kissing him on the cheek before standing back up.

"Fine," he sighed. "But if you miss with the sedative, I'm shooting it."

She nodded, knowing that was as good as she was going to get from him. She walked slowly towards the cat wile cooing reassurances. The creature continued to growl but now in a quite more relaxed way.

"She'll baby, it'll be alright," she whispered. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help, yeah."

Becker watched with anticipation, gun at the read to shoot the beast if it so much as thought of attacking. Abby smiled as she inched even closer to the creature. She let out a sigh of relief when her hand came in contact with the side of the cat's face. "Thatta girl. You're a beautiful little thing aren't you?" she smiled, stroking it's face. She pulled her tranquillizer from her pocket and removed the vile of sedatives. "There's a girl," she whispered as she slipped the needle under the creature's skin.

The cat twitched before it collapsed, throwing his head up and knocking Abby. She fell on her back and let out a laugh as she looked over at Becker, who made his way over.

"So determined to prove me wrong," he said shaking his head as he held out his hand to help her up.

"This is how we do it. We don't harm the animals. We help them get back to their home and prevent them from harming and changing our time. Remember that old saying 'Violence isn't the answer.' We try to stick to that."

"So no violence," Becker repeated. The words didn't sound right coming out of his mouth.

"Not unless we absolutely need to. Now, do you think you could go to the trck and grab the first aid kit."

He nodded before running off. He appeared a moment later with a small duffel bag.

"Thanks," Abby said grabbing the bag and puling out a piece of wire and a needle as well as some alcohol and gauze.

"What are you doing?"

"See her paw? It's cut pretty deep."

"So you're just going to sew it up right there and now?"

"Well, yeah," she said rubbing the area with alcohol.

"Shouldn't a vet do that?" he asked.

Abby stared at him blankly for a moment before breaking out in laughter.

"What?"

"Becker, think about what you just said," she told him.

"Oh, you are a vet."

"Pretty much, well, close enough anyway. Think you could come over here and help me?"

"How?"

"Hold the skin together," she instructed him.

"Do what?"

"Hold the skin together so it's easier to stitch back up," she repeated.

"You want me to touch that monster?" he asked appalled.

"Animal, Becker, animal, and yes. It would help me out a lot."

"Fine," he sighed, doing as she said. "But if it wakes up-"

"Yes, I know, you'll shoot it," she chuckled as she moved on to bandage the wound.

"Why are you so keen on helping them?" he asked.

"Because they aren't as powerful as we are. Sure their strength over powers ours but they have trouble finding their way back home and healing themselves when they get injured. So we have to do it for them, even if it means getting a few bumps and bruises along the way."

"Or even deaths?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, face fallen as she thought about Stephen and Cutter. "Even if it means dying."

"Try not to though," Becker told her with a smile.

"That's why you're here, remember?" she chuckled, packing up the supplies.

"You make it bloody difficult though," Becker sighed.

"Help me with this?" Abby asked, nodding towards the creature. "We need to get it back to the anomaly."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"I'm not sure yet," she admitted.

"Do you think we could get him in the truck?"

"It's her and maybe. We might need Conner and Danny's help though.

Becker sighed, he really didn't like Danny Quill he had a hero complex that annoyed him to no end. It was his job to save people, not Danny's. Conner he could handle, he was kind of adorable when he wasn't trying to steal Abby away. But Danny was…

"We need their help," Abby said when she saw his face. "Both of their help." It was no secret that Becker had issues with Danny.

"Fine. I'll call," he sighed, pulling out his phone.

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"Hey Becker, thanks for today," Abby said. They were sitting in the bed of the truck, Abby sitting on her knees, while Becker let his legs hang over the side, waiting for Conner and Danny to arrive.

"Don't mention it," he told her.

"No seriously. I know you don't find the creatures interesting like the rest of do, so thanks," she said leaning over and pressing her hand against the cheek and kissing him. He snaked an arm around her waist, and pulled her around, so that she sitting in between his legs. His free hand found its way to her neck, pulling her closer still. Abby pulled away first, the need for air burning her lungs. She turned around and sat down, leaning her back against his chest and smiling.

Becker smiled as well and kissed the top of her head, then rubbed the back of her head, playing with the short hair there. "I really wish you hadn't called those two now."

"Me too," she admitted with a chuckle.

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So there's my first Becker/Abby fic. Tell me what you think.