Primeval fic: This Time
Title: This Time
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 273
Characters: Various SF OCs, Lester, Leek.
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
Warning: Character Death.
A/N: Thanks to Fred for the beta, it is much appreciated. Part 6 of my Claiming series, companion piece to Salvation Or Damnation and continues in Together, Forever.
The soldiers move silently yet purposely through the dark corridors, their weapons gripped firmly. Intel has told them this is the place. But after so many false leads and shattered hopes, they find it difficult to believe that this time they will succeed.
A raised hand stops their progress, then quick instructions have them fanning out. Covering all directions as the map is consulted.
A quick, whispered discussion, then they move on. Weapons gripped tighter as one rubs his thumbs.
A sharp breath as they enter a room and spot a huddled shape. Could it be the one they were searching for?
Ominous clicks warn them just before the attack is launched. The sounds of gunfire and flashbang grenades fill the air, soon joined by the screams of man and beast.
Leek steps out, his hand possessive on the crouched shape. Making a least one heart clench in fear ... fearing that they were too late. “Look, my precious. Guests.”
A shot is fired. One arm hangs limply, the other raises in surrender. Leek turns to the crouched shape ...
Another shot rings out. Leek staggers, his expression one of shock followed by understanding as red blossoms on his chest and he falls.
The soldiers kick Leek out of the way, immediately forgotten.
They crowd near the crouched shape. Sighs of relief indicate that it is the one they sought, finally! But as he fails to react to the cold hands that examine him and to the knife that removes the collar around his neck, looks are exchanged. They can only hope that somewhere within the battered body and mind, Sir James Lester still exists.