Jess loved Easter.  Four days off work (well, not since starting at the ARC, but up until then it had been a bonus) and an excuse to eat chocolate.  Not that Jess needed an excuse.

And this year she was hopeful that Becker would provide a suitable egg.  Not like her last boyfriend who had thought it funny to give her a Terry’s Chocolate Orange…

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“Never again,” Jess moaned, leaning over the toilet miserably.

Becker held her head and tried to think of something sympathetic to say.

Self-inflicted? List the dangers of alcohol poisoning? Point out how it was quite amazing the amount of puke that one tiny field co-ordinator could produce? Those probably wouldn’t go down very well.

“Abby’s hen ( Read more... )

“We shouldn’t be here,” Becker growled.

He hated it when the team broke the rules and went through anomalies. Partly because as head of security he felt obliged to follow them.

“Shh!” Abby urged.

“It’s starting,” Emily pointed out.

“Don’t you want to know?” Connor asked.

Becker wanted to go back to the 21st century, like any sensible person. But he ( Read more... )

The National Hockey Stadium wasn’t going to be missed.

The official line was that the site had been bought by Network Rail and they were going to build a new headquarters on it.

In fact a small herd of brachiosaurus, frightened at finding themselves in the 21st Century, had gone on the rampage and managed to demolish most of the old stadium before ( Read more... )

“Never seen you so interested in science!” Connor commented.

Becker was determined to find his way back home. Back to his fiancé. Everything here felt wrong. He was obsessed with the anomaly records, hoping for the impossible.

Abby insisted he took a break. Break meant chat, apparently.

“So how did you and Jess get together?”

“Bugs invaded the ARC… ( Read more... )

Never go through an anomaly.

It was his own rule and Becker had broken it. New Year’s Eve had been a rescue, essential, he couldn’t regret it.

Except this time he’d come back to a different reality.

Jess was crying in her bedroom, he could hear her. In this world they lived together, had done for months. And now she’d lost her love and had a virtual ( Read more... )

The light had been so bright, so dazzling. For a few moments afterwards he thought that perhaps it had been too bright and that he was blinded.

Gradually his eyes adjusted. He could see the faint outlines of hills in the distance. Everything below them was shadowy and dark, but above them was the night sky.

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Title: Cats and Dogs
Author: Clea2011
Word Count: 100
Characters: Um... Hairy Maclary and friends
Rating: PG
Warnings: Unfortunate endings for many beloved literary creatures.  Best not to read it Fred!
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures, I'm just writing for fun and non-profit.
A/N: For the
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He wasn’t the same, the man who had walked back through the anomaly.

Becker seemed distant, greeting Jess like a colleague. She’d thought it was an attempt at professionalism because he still worried about that. But when he’d driven her home (insisting he hadn’t driven her in that morning) then stayed in the car, engine still running, she knew for ( Read more... )

The new year was turning out very happy indeed Jess thought, snuggling up to the pillow still warm from her new lover. Becker had driven her home and come inside without even being invited. Maybe she should have played a tiny bit hard to get but… no.

“Jess,” Becker called from the bathroom. “I can’t find my toothbrush.”

That was odd. She got up and ( Read more... )