Primeval fanfic: Five Things that Changed Back
Title: Five Things that Changed Back
Author: SCWLC
Disclaimer: Do I own any of this to make money from it? No.
Summary: Five drabblish bits about things that returned to 'normal' after Philip's influence left the ARC.
AN: Because I have some time to kill and I don't feel like working. And because I like picturing a reversion of the ARC to its previous state and how Jess and/or Matt wouldn't be able to handle it.
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1) What was old is new again
Abby came trotting up the steps behind where Lester was pretending Jess was his social secretary again, and said, "Lester, where are the Connor's-building-things-again forms?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Lester said, turning around.
"You hid them in Danny's locker, remember?" Becker said.
"Thanks!" Abby said, bounding off to the small bank of lockers transferred from the previous ARC building.
Jess blinked. "The Connor's-building-things-again forms?"
"After the fifth time Abby requested I reimburse her for the loss of household items to Connor in fits of creativity in inventing things I adapted one of the forms used for reimbursement of personal expenditures on behalf of the government."
Abby was going by with a sheet of paper in hand when Becker asked, "What was it this time?"
"Hair dryer. It's always the hair dryer he goes for first," she said with a sigh.
Jess just blinked again as Becker passed Lester a fiver, muttering about when Connor gave up on toasters.
2) Office wear
Emily blinked as Connor walked by. For reasons she couldn't fathom he was wearing a waistcoat, scarf, hat and gloves lacking in fingers. She entered the lunchroom area to see Becker on his break, doing a puzzle in the newspaper. "Becker," she asked, "Have you seen Connor today?"
"Yes," he said. "Why?"
She shook her head. "Oh, I just wondered if perhaps he and Abby had some sort of trouble at their flat. They way he was dressed was . . . unexpected."
Becker frowned at her a moment, then grinned. "Oh, the hat and all. No, Connor's just back to normal now that Burton's gone."
From the door, Jess and Matt chorused, "That's normal?"
3) These are not the droids you're looking for
The alarms were blaring, and all over the ARC people ran about, determinedly lining up to stop the intruder. Whatever was going on, he'd bypassed the initial security lockouts and was moving rapidly toward the operations centre. Matt was leaning over Jess' shoulder as they tried to pin down the location of the person breaking in. No luck
From behind them, Lester suddenly said in his most exasperated tones, "Really, Danny? Must you upset my hub staff?"
"Well, you know, I have to keep them on their toes," came a cheeky voice.
"I asked before, and I do reiterate, Captain," Lester said to a smirking Becker, "Can you pistol-whip him?"
The grinning ex-policeman said, "I missed you too, Lester."
4) Consider yourself part of the family
Connor and Abby had moved into their new flat together, and Jess had dropped by with a housewarming present, and just to see. Matt had driven her, curious himself about what a place lived in by Connor Temple and Abby Maitland would be like.
A knock on the door, and Connor appeared there, wearing a vest, skinny jeans, a hat and those gloves Jess now admitted seemed ubiquitous to his outfits, and admitted them into the sweltering flat with a welcoming grin. The reason for the high temperature and lengthy search time to find, "Just the right one," became immediately apparent.
"What are those doing here?" Matt demanded, looking quite forbidding as he glared at the coelurosauravus in the rafters and the diictodons running around in the tunnel-like wooden structure on the floor.
Becker, who was on the couch, wearing nothing but jeans and a vest himself, said, "What are what doing here? Rex, Sid and Nancy?"
"We aren't to take animals out of the ARC, we're to make sure they get returned to the appropriate time when an anomaly opens to one," Jess said, rather uncertain in the face of Becker's blase attitude.
"Oh, I talked to Lester. He found all the old paperwork for Rex, Sid and Nancy," said Connor. "He hid it in Danny's old locker. We have special dispensation. Besides, how could I get rid of you?" he cooed to the dinosaurs.
5) If you can't beat 'em . . .
"This is insane!" Jess shrieked. Animals wandered all over the ARC, which Abby had been cheerfully modifying to admit them, although at least none of the predators, Connor looked like he'd been attacked by a vintage clothing store, Abby like she'd been playing in a punk rock band, and Emily was in something Connor called steampunk, which he'd oh-so-graciously helped her with, since the Victorian-era woman had taken advantage of Lester's sudden laxness.
Every week or so all the alarms would go off, signalling that Danny was breaking in again, and Becker and Lester didn't seem to think any of it odd, indeed, Becker seemed to enjoy it while Lester was seen more than once arguing with Connor about whether the mammoth's name was Manny or Stampy. Abby ignored them both, continuing to call it Fluffy, and bemoaning that it was too big to be let loose the way Crush the scutosaurus was.
The last straw had come that morning when she'd found Connor had spent all night attaching bits and bobs of things from all the office lunchroom electronics, including the coffeemaker, to the ADD. That he'd improved its efficiency was no question, because he'd actually managed to beat the opening of the anomaly by a whole ten seconds, allowing Jess the chance to watch one open on CCTV, but that wasn't the point.
"Are you alright, Jess?" Becker asked.
"No! This is crazy and unprofessional and I can't believe you all! Look at how you're dressed!" She whirled on Lester. "How can you just let this happen!?"
"Damn good question," Matt snapped. "There are proper ways and channels for doing things and this has to stop."
Lester raised a cool eyebrow at Jess. "Am I to take it, then, that you wish me to ensure that you are dressed in a manner I deem professional? Because I frankly always thought you fit in better here as you are."
The ire drained out of Jess, and she suddenly saw the method behind Lester's laxness. "Right. Okay. Connor, what did you do to my system?"
"It's my system," he grumbled.
Matt just looked befuddled. "There, there, dear," Emily said, taking him by the hand and leading him away. "I'll explain everything."
"But . . . this isn't how you do things," mumbled the Man From the Future.
Becker passed him a beer as he went by. "You'll get over it. I did."
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Author: SCWLC
Disclaimer: Do I own any of this to make money from it? No.
Summary: Five drabblish bits about things that returned to 'normal' after Philip's influence left the ARC.
AN: Because I have some time to kill and I don't feel like working. And because I like picturing a reversion of the ARC to its previous state and how Jess and/or Matt wouldn't be able to handle it.
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1) What was old is new again
Abby came trotting up the steps behind where Lester was pretending Jess was his social secretary again, and said, "Lester, where are the Connor's-building-things-again forms?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Lester said, turning around.
"You hid them in Danny's locker, remember?" Becker said.
"Thanks!" Abby said, bounding off to the small bank of lockers transferred from the previous ARC building.
Jess blinked. "The Connor's-building-things-again forms?"
"After the fifth time Abby requested I reimburse her for the loss of household items to Connor in fits of creativity in inventing things I adapted one of the forms used for reimbursement of personal expenditures on behalf of the government."
Abby was going by with a sheet of paper in hand when Becker asked, "What was it this time?"
"Hair dryer. It's always the hair dryer he goes for first," she said with a sigh.
Jess just blinked again as Becker passed Lester a fiver, muttering about when Connor gave up on toasters.
2) Office wear
Emily blinked as Connor walked by. For reasons she couldn't fathom he was wearing a waistcoat, scarf, hat and gloves lacking in fingers. She entered the lunchroom area to see Becker on his break, doing a puzzle in the newspaper. "Becker," she asked, "Have you seen Connor today?"
"Yes," he said. "Why?"
She shook her head. "Oh, I just wondered if perhaps he and Abby had some sort of trouble at their flat. They way he was dressed was . . . unexpected."
Becker frowned at her a moment, then grinned. "Oh, the hat and all. No, Connor's just back to normal now that Burton's gone."
From the door, Jess and Matt chorused, "That's normal?"
3) These are not the droids you're looking for
The alarms were blaring, and all over the ARC people ran about, determinedly lining up to stop the intruder. Whatever was going on, he'd bypassed the initial security lockouts and was moving rapidly toward the operations centre. Matt was leaning over Jess' shoulder as they tried to pin down the location of the person breaking in. No luck
From behind them, Lester suddenly said in his most exasperated tones, "Really, Danny? Must you upset my hub staff?"
"Well, you know, I have to keep them on their toes," came a cheeky voice.
"I asked before, and I do reiterate, Captain," Lester said to a smirking Becker, "Can you pistol-whip him?"
The grinning ex-policeman said, "I missed you too, Lester."
4) Consider yourself part of the family
Connor and Abby had moved into their new flat together, and Jess had dropped by with a housewarming present, and just to see. Matt had driven her, curious himself about what a place lived in by Connor Temple and Abby Maitland would be like.
A knock on the door, and Connor appeared there, wearing a vest, skinny jeans, a hat and those gloves Jess now admitted seemed ubiquitous to his outfits, and admitted them into the sweltering flat with a welcoming grin. The reason for the high temperature and lengthy search time to find, "Just the right one," became immediately apparent.
"What are those doing here?" Matt demanded, looking quite forbidding as he glared at the coelurosauravus in the rafters and the diictodons running around in the tunnel-like wooden structure on the floor.
Becker, who was on the couch, wearing nothing but jeans and a vest himself, said, "What are what doing here? Rex, Sid and Nancy?"
"We aren't to take animals out of the ARC, we're to make sure they get returned to the appropriate time when an anomaly opens to one," Jess said, rather uncertain in the face of Becker's blase attitude.
"Oh, I talked to Lester. He found all the old paperwork for Rex, Sid and Nancy," said Connor. "He hid it in Danny's old locker. We have special dispensation. Besides, how could I get rid of you?" he cooed to the dinosaurs.
5) If you can't beat 'em . . .
"This is insane!" Jess shrieked. Animals wandered all over the ARC, which Abby had been cheerfully modifying to admit them, although at least none of the predators, Connor looked like he'd been attacked by a vintage clothing store, Abby like she'd been playing in a punk rock band, and Emily was in something Connor called steampunk, which he'd oh-so-graciously helped her with, since the Victorian-era woman had taken advantage of Lester's sudden laxness.
Every week or so all the alarms would go off, signalling that Danny was breaking in again, and Becker and Lester didn't seem to think any of it odd, indeed, Becker seemed to enjoy it while Lester was seen more than once arguing with Connor about whether the mammoth's name was Manny or Stampy. Abby ignored them both, continuing to call it Fluffy, and bemoaning that it was too big to be let loose the way Crush the scutosaurus was.
The last straw had come that morning when she'd found Connor had spent all night attaching bits and bobs of things from all the office lunchroom electronics, including the coffeemaker, to the ADD. That he'd improved its efficiency was no question, because he'd actually managed to beat the opening of the anomaly by a whole ten seconds, allowing Jess the chance to watch one open on CCTV, but that wasn't the point.
"Are you alright, Jess?" Becker asked.
"No! This is crazy and unprofessional and I can't believe you all! Look at how you're dressed!" She whirled on Lester. "How can you just let this happen!?"
"Damn good question," Matt snapped. "There are proper ways and channels for doing things and this has to stop."
Lester raised a cool eyebrow at Jess. "Am I to take it, then, that you wish me to ensure that you are dressed in a manner I deem professional? Because I frankly always thought you fit in better here as you are."
The ire drained out of Jess, and she suddenly saw the method behind Lester's laxness. "Right. Okay. Connor, what did you do to my system?"
"It's my system," he grumbled.
Matt just looked befuddled. "There, there, dear," Emily said, taking him by the hand and leading him away. "I'll explain everything."
"But . . . this isn't how you do things," mumbled the Man From the Future.
Becker passed him a beer as he went by. "You'll get over it. I did."
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