Title: No Illusions
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Connor
Words: 100
Challenge:
primeval100 prompt "Hospital"
Rating: PG
Warnings: Reference to character death, not explicit. Spoliers for season three
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval
AN: Unco-oprative fic spanked into submission by
emyrldlady “I’m under no illusions with this job anymore. It will kill me. I’m going to die young, probably rather messily. Though it would be cool to be eaten by something and end up as a confusing faecal sample for a scientist in the future. Or maybe a bizarre fossil record. Or if I fail to get revenge for Nick, I'll end up another of Helen Cutter’s victims. No, mustn’t think like that. Either way, I’m certainly not going to die quietly in some hospital bed somewhere, so here it is, on video, the last will and testament of Connor Temple...”