Fic: Hold My Silence (Epilogue)
Title: Hold My Silence
Author: casy_dee
Rating: T
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Abby
Spoiler: Series 3/very slight 4
Warning: none
Genre: Romance, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Abby has secrets in her past, but is it right to keep them there? Can Connor accept it? Set in the Cretaceous...
Part: 20/20 (and 3 smutty excerps)
Previous chapters, if you missed one
Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5 , Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8 , Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11 , Ch 11.5 (M), Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 14.5 (M), Ch 15,
Ch 16, Ch 17 Ch 18 , Ch 19 , Ch 19.5 (M)
That's it!
A/N: Here she is, the last and final chapter (a bit influenced by the new spoilery info on season 4.) There is a Missing Reel set between last chapter and this one, titled "Consummation." Pretty critical to the story, IMO.
It has been a lovely journey to write this, and those that took a second to leave comments. I cannot thank you enough for all your encouragement. *Gives gift of wet!Connor*
Epilogue
The cave had suffered in the wake of the earthquake, but Abby and Connor did their best to clean it up and render their cave livable once more. Connor was giddy and playful throughout, and Abby strongly suspected that the final consummation of their love for one another last night was the predominant cause. She hadn't seen him laugh and smile so much since they had been stuck in the Cretaceous. No… it had been even longer. She'd not seen him as happy since before she'd kicked him out of the flat. At least he understood why she had done it, now. She knew it had wounded him deeply, but she'd had her reasons.
In hindsight, she should have sat down with Connor and explained about her past, her brother, and everything else she'd kept so well contained the entire time she'd known him. She'd wasted a lot of time… made a lot of assumptions when she should have seen what was right before her the whole time. Connor was her friend, first and foremost, and she should have had faith in that at the very least. They had already weathered the pain of both Stephen and Cutter's passing together; she knew what a good and caring soul he was.
She smiled at him, determined to make up for lost time.
"What?" Connor asked with an answering grin.
Abby shook her head, "Nothing, Connor. I was just thinking."
He grinned wider, "About me, I hope."
Abby nodded, "Yeah."
Abby stood, dusting off her hands and came to stand before him. She wound her arms around his neck and stepped in close, looking up into those warm chocolate brown eyes, "I was just thinking that I should have told you how I felt about you a long time ago."
Connor's smile turned shy and uncertain, "How long ago are we talkin' about? Cause Abby, I think you had me heart from the very beginning."
Abby felt a curious warming and melting inside her chest. Connor may not be the most articulate man, but he said the sweetest things when he managed to get them out, and he radiated sincerity and an open sweetness that was absolutely unique. She'd never met anyone like him. That he could tolerate her and her impatience, her waspish moods, along with all the other things that always made her feel unworthy of truly being loved was a miracle, in and of itself.
She smiled tremulously, "A long time, Connor. I think I first knew it that day you refused to let me go on the cliff. I couldn't bear the thought of you dying trying to save me. And then… you wouldn't let me go, and you told me you loved me, and I just… I couldn't accept it. Not then. Not even to myself, but-"
Connor cut her off by pressing his lips to hers, soft and tender.
He smiled gently as they broke apart, "That don't matter, Abby. We've sorted it out now, yeah?"
She nodded, breaking into a bright grin of her own, "Yeah, we have. Can we ever do anything the easy way?"
Connor just laughed and kissed her again.
Abby grinned as she dodged a punch from Connor, "If you'll not even try and hit me, Connor, there's no point," she chastised.
"Funny," he shot back, falling into his fighting stance like Abby had taught him.
He threw a kick, and this one landed, but they were just sparring and it was barely hard enough for her to acknowledge, "Good one," she complemented.
He grinned, leaving himself wide open. Abby took advantage, popping him in the ribs with a roundhouse. He grunted with the impact, and shifted his body to be less of a target.
"Guard always up," she instructed sternly.
They continued, back and forth until they were both thoroughly exhausted. Connor had picked up on the basics of martial arts training slowly at first… he was not the most graceful of men, all gangly limbs and awkward movement, but after all this time he had become more formidable than she would have imagined. The process had likely done her some good, as well. She'd developed a new appreciation for her martial arts instructor's patience. They had practiced nearly every day since he first evidenced interest in learning, about a month into their stay… with a few breaks due to injuries, a few crisis that erupted, poisoning, and a few occasions where they weren't speaking and it was better that they didn't.
They were sat on the ground after, trying to catch their breath… at least she was trying to catch her breath. Connor was chatting excitedly about going out to the hot spring this evening, and somewhere along the line he'd gotten caught up in explaining how hot springs were formed. She figured he'd go on about it for ages if she didn't change the subject.
She turned to look at him, an amused smile on her face as she watched how animated he could be on a subject that would put most people to sleep. His warm dark eyes were lit with enthusiasm, his hands waving about as if they had a life of their own. The cut on his forehead was healing, but even if it left a scar, she didn't think it could do anything to lessen his appeal for her. It kind of gave him a roguish air… it was sort of sexy.
"Connor," she interrupted.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"Something else, yeah?" she asked.
He gave a short laugh, "Boring, in't it? Sorry."
He'd grown quiet, probably thinking about what he could talk about next. Abby smiled at him and kissed his cheek to let him know that she really didn't mind his geek speak. She was trying to think of something else to talk about when Abby spotted something shimmering on the horizon. Her mouth dried, her heart beginning to hammer even harder in her chest than it already was. They had their packs, the emergency supply of food that they'd learned was a very necessary item to have at all times, some water… they were as perfectly prepared to go as if they had planned it.
"Connor! Connor!" she tapped his leg excitedly as she pointed.
"Anomaly! Abby… it's an anomaly! Come on!" He scrambled to his feet and waited for her before breaking out into a hard sprint for the mass of sparkling light beckoning them on the horizon.
He was panting, his breath coming in hard gasps as she joined him, directly in front of the anomaly. He looked to her, hope and fear behind his wide dark eyes.
He stretched out his hand to find hers, "Could be home," he said quietly.
She nodded and gripped his hand tightly. It could be, or not, but they'd already discussed this. If an anomaly opened, they were going through it. If it looked too bad, hopefully it would stay open long enough for them to get back.
"Ready?" she asked.
A roar from directly behind them interrupted any thought at more conversation. The acrocanthosaurus that had made a habit of frequenting this area was back, and it was charging directly towards them. In the excitement of finding an anomaly, they hadn't even noticed the giant Theropod's approach. They traded a wide eyed look and leapt into the ball of shimmering light, hoping the dinosaur wouldn't follow.
They hurried to regain their footing and ran, anticipating pursuit. Connor stumbled and fell, but Abby hauled him up by his arm just as the dinosaur came crashing through the anomaly behind them. It roared, and Abby grew cold as she realized there was positively no way she could get away in time. It was too close and it moved too fast, but she certainly wasn't going to stay still and become an easy snack. They turned to run, but found themselves cut off by a circle of men in black fatigues holding guns. The dinosaur roared once more, but it was cut off abruptly as the soldiers fired on it.
The acrocanthosaurus came crashing down in the middle of the city street. It was then that it finally sunk in that they were in the modern world. Home. At least home of a sort…
The men were yelling at her and Connor, telling them to put their hands up and to get down on their knees. Frightened and overcome, she and Connor began to comply when a strong familiar voice echoed out from behind the group of soldiers.
"Connor? Abby? Is it really you?" Becker called out, shoving his men to the side in order to reach them. "Stand down," he commanded the soldiers, and they lowered the weapons obediently.
"Becker! Oh, thank god!" Connor replied.
Becker clapped Connor on the shoulder as he took his hand and gripped it, "Good to see you mate. What took you so long?"
Connor laughed delightedly. They were home. Their home. Abby flew at Connor, almost knocking him off his feet with the force of her hug. She was laughing, too. They made it.
Home. They were home.
END
A/N: So concludes my little fic that started out as a wee lil fic based on "What if Abby were a virgin?" I'm quite pleased with this one, and it has been interesting to take these two to a place in their relationship where they both love and trust each other. I'm such a hopeless romantic… just don't tell anyone. It would completely ruin my hard-ass image.
Author: casy_dee
Rating: T
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Abby
Spoiler: Series 3/very slight 4
Warning: none
Genre: Romance, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Abby has secrets in her past, but is it right to keep them there? Can Connor accept it? Set in the Cretaceous...
Part: 20/20 (and 3 smutty excerps)
Previous chapters, if you missed one
Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5 , Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8 , Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11 , Ch 11.5 (M), Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 14.5 (M), Ch 15,
Ch 16, Ch 17 Ch 18 , Ch 19 , Ch 19.5 (M)
That's it!
A/N: Here she is, the last and final chapter (a bit influenced by the new spoilery info on season 4.) There is a Missing Reel set between last chapter and this one, titled "Consummation." Pretty critical to the story, IMO.
It has been a lovely journey to write this, and those that took a second to leave comments. I cannot thank you enough for all your encouragement. *Gives gift of wet!Connor*
Epilogue
The cave had suffered in the wake of the earthquake, but Abby and Connor did their best to clean it up and render their cave livable once more. Connor was giddy and playful throughout, and Abby strongly suspected that the final consummation of their love for one another last night was the predominant cause. She hadn't seen him laugh and smile so much since they had been stuck in the Cretaceous. No… it had been even longer. She'd not seen him as happy since before she'd kicked him out of the flat. At least he understood why she had done it, now. She knew it had wounded him deeply, but she'd had her reasons.
In hindsight, she should have sat down with Connor and explained about her past, her brother, and everything else she'd kept so well contained the entire time she'd known him. She'd wasted a lot of time… made a lot of assumptions when she should have seen what was right before her the whole time. Connor was her friend, first and foremost, and she should have had faith in that at the very least. They had already weathered the pain of both Stephen and Cutter's passing together; she knew what a good and caring soul he was.
She smiled at him, determined to make up for lost time.
"What?" Connor asked with an answering grin.
Abby shook her head, "Nothing, Connor. I was just thinking."
He grinned wider, "About me, I hope."
Abby nodded, "Yeah."
Abby stood, dusting off her hands and came to stand before him. She wound her arms around his neck and stepped in close, looking up into those warm chocolate brown eyes, "I was just thinking that I should have told you how I felt about you a long time ago."
Connor's smile turned shy and uncertain, "How long ago are we talkin' about? Cause Abby, I think you had me heart from the very beginning."
Abby felt a curious warming and melting inside her chest. Connor may not be the most articulate man, but he said the sweetest things when he managed to get them out, and he radiated sincerity and an open sweetness that was absolutely unique. She'd never met anyone like him. That he could tolerate her and her impatience, her waspish moods, along with all the other things that always made her feel unworthy of truly being loved was a miracle, in and of itself.
She smiled tremulously, "A long time, Connor. I think I first knew it that day you refused to let me go on the cliff. I couldn't bear the thought of you dying trying to save me. And then… you wouldn't let me go, and you told me you loved me, and I just… I couldn't accept it. Not then. Not even to myself, but-"
Connor cut her off by pressing his lips to hers, soft and tender.
He smiled gently as they broke apart, "That don't matter, Abby. We've sorted it out now, yeah?"
She nodded, breaking into a bright grin of her own, "Yeah, we have. Can we ever do anything the easy way?"
Connor just laughed and kissed her again.
Abby grinned as she dodged a punch from Connor, "If you'll not even try and hit me, Connor, there's no point," she chastised.
"Funny," he shot back, falling into his fighting stance like Abby had taught him.
He threw a kick, and this one landed, but they were just sparring and it was barely hard enough for her to acknowledge, "Good one," she complemented.
He grinned, leaving himself wide open. Abby took advantage, popping him in the ribs with a roundhouse. He grunted with the impact, and shifted his body to be less of a target.
"Guard always up," she instructed sternly.
They continued, back and forth until they were both thoroughly exhausted. Connor had picked up on the basics of martial arts training slowly at first… he was not the most graceful of men, all gangly limbs and awkward movement, but after all this time he had become more formidable than she would have imagined. The process had likely done her some good, as well. She'd developed a new appreciation for her martial arts instructor's patience. They had practiced nearly every day since he first evidenced interest in learning, about a month into their stay… with a few breaks due to injuries, a few crisis that erupted, poisoning, and a few occasions where they weren't speaking and it was better that they didn't.
They were sat on the ground after, trying to catch their breath… at least she was trying to catch her breath. Connor was chatting excitedly about going out to the hot spring this evening, and somewhere along the line he'd gotten caught up in explaining how hot springs were formed. She figured he'd go on about it for ages if she didn't change the subject.
She turned to look at him, an amused smile on her face as she watched how animated he could be on a subject that would put most people to sleep. His warm dark eyes were lit with enthusiasm, his hands waving about as if they had a life of their own. The cut on his forehead was healing, but even if it left a scar, she didn't think it could do anything to lessen his appeal for her. It kind of gave him a roguish air… it was sort of sexy.
"Connor," she interrupted.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"Something else, yeah?" she asked.
He gave a short laugh, "Boring, in't it? Sorry."
He'd grown quiet, probably thinking about what he could talk about next. Abby smiled at him and kissed his cheek to let him know that she really didn't mind his geek speak. She was trying to think of something else to talk about when Abby spotted something shimmering on the horizon. Her mouth dried, her heart beginning to hammer even harder in her chest than it already was. They had their packs, the emergency supply of food that they'd learned was a very necessary item to have at all times, some water… they were as perfectly prepared to go as if they had planned it.
"Connor! Connor!" she tapped his leg excitedly as she pointed.
"Anomaly! Abby… it's an anomaly! Come on!" He scrambled to his feet and waited for her before breaking out into a hard sprint for the mass of sparkling light beckoning them on the horizon.
He was panting, his breath coming in hard gasps as she joined him, directly in front of the anomaly. He looked to her, hope and fear behind his wide dark eyes.
He stretched out his hand to find hers, "Could be home," he said quietly.
She nodded and gripped his hand tightly. It could be, or not, but they'd already discussed this. If an anomaly opened, they were going through it. If it looked too bad, hopefully it would stay open long enough for them to get back.
"Ready?" she asked.
A roar from directly behind them interrupted any thought at more conversation. The acrocanthosaurus that had made a habit of frequenting this area was back, and it was charging directly towards them. In the excitement of finding an anomaly, they hadn't even noticed the giant Theropod's approach. They traded a wide eyed look and leapt into the ball of shimmering light, hoping the dinosaur wouldn't follow.
They hurried to regain their footing and ran, anticipating pursuit. Connor stumbled and fell, but Abby hauled him up by his arm just as the dinosaur came crashing through the anomaly behind them. It roared, and Abby grew cold as she realized there was positively no way she could get away in time. It was too close and it moved too fast, but she certainly wasn't going to stay still and become an easy snack. They turned to run, but found themselves cut off by a circle of men in black fatigues holding guns. The dinosaur roared once more, but it was cut off abruptly as the soldiers fired on it.
The acrocanthosaurus came crashing down in the middle of the city street. It was then that it finally sunk in that they were in the modern world. Home. At least home of a sort…
The men were yelling at her and Connor, telling them to put their hands up and to get down on their knees. Frightened and overcome, she and Connor began to comply when a strong familiar voice echoed out from behind the group of soldiers.
"Connor? Abby? Is it really you?" Becker called out, shoving his men to the side in order to reach them. "Stand down," he commanded the soldiers, and they lowered the weapons obediently.
"Becker! Oh, thank god!" Connor replied.
Becker clapped Connor on the shoulder as he took his hand and gripped it, "Good to see you mate. What took you so long?"
Connor laughed delightedly. They were home. Their home. Abby flew at Connor, almost knocking him off his feet with the force of her hug. She was laughing, too. They made it.
Home. They were home.
END
A/N: So concludes my little fic that started out as a wee lil fic based on "What if Abby were a virgin?" I'm quite pleased with this one, and it has been interesting to take these two to a place in their relationship where they both love and trust each other. I'm such a hopeless romantic… just don't tell anyone. It would completely ruin my hard-ass image.