Wow, I have not updated this in ages. Oops. Anyway, I felt that a Christmas story was needed, because I have been feeling Christmassy for the past month now, but this is the closest day I can post to Christmas. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval. I have sent my Christmas list though. Hint hint!

"I am not having mistletoe outside my office. Or anywhere else in the ARC for that matter?"

"But it's traditional," whined Connor. "Spreading the love."

Lester raised an eyebrow at the young scientist who stood in front of him, holding up a rather woeful piece of limp mistletoe with a pleading expression.

"You realise it's poisonous. So romantic!" replied the civil servant. "Besides, I know what you are up to. And let me tell you, I'm not standing for that sort of thing in a professional workplace."

Connor frowned, perplexed. "What sort of thing?" Lester sighed and seriously considered the fact that he might, at this point, have to sit down with Connor and have a deep conversation that should have happened to the boy a long time ago.

Luckily, the penny in Connor dropped before Lester had to go through that embarrassment.

"NO! No, I'm not planning that. Abby would never stand for that. Promise." Lester sighed again, but had to admit that Abby would indeed refuse through cheap kisses by the ADD.

So why was Connor so set on having mistletoe?

Lester's thought were broken by the approach of his Head of Security.

"Lester, do you know the times for the Christmas Eve debriefing yet?" Lester shook his head. "OK, can you email me as soon as, please? I have to... give my men plenty of notice, especially if it keeps them late."

"Heard you were taking Jess out that evening," Connor put in, suddenly.

Becker frowned in confusion. "Don't know where you got that from. Who told you?"

"Oh, I can't remember. Just overheard it. Must've... misheard," hurried Connor. "Never mind, my mistake."

"Exactly. I mean, Jess will have plans already. Won't she?" The question mark hung in the air and Connor refused to rise to a direct answer, but merely raised his shoulders slightly in a non-committal way. "I'm sure she would," continued Becker, after a pause. He cleared his throat and left Lester and Connor alone.

Lester looked at Connor in a pointed way and Connor replied with what was, for him, a rather sly smile. Lester immediately understood the drift of Connor's actions.

Connor wanted to put the mistletoe right by the ADD. By Jess.

"Of course, as a reasonable boss, I should embrace such traditions." Connor grinned. "Just let me know if Becker needs prompting to get his 'tracker checked'."

Happy Christmas!