Primeval drabble: Showdown
Title: Showdown
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: Connor Temple, Philip Burton, James Lester
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 321: High Noon. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and continues from With Only His Thoughts. Thanks go to Fred for casting her eye over this, cheers m'dear.
Connor woke, turned over and squeaked when he met Philip's gaze. It was creepy to think that Philip had been watching him sleeping and the smug smile on Philip's face didn't help.
“I see you kept my gifts”
“Um,” Connor stuttered, desperately glancing at the door for rescue. He almost relaxed when James appeared in answer to his plea, before catching the hatred in Philip's eyes.
“Philip!” James' voice was dangerously low.
The two men glared at each other and Connor knew the confrontation that had been brewing for months between them was about to come to its brutal denoucement.
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: Connor Temple, Philip Burton, James Lester
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 321: High Noon. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and continues from With Only His Thoughts. Thanks go to Fred for casting her eye over this, cheers m'dear.
Connor woke, turned over and squeaked when he met Philip's gaze. It was creepy to think that Philip had been watching him sleeping and the smug smile on Philip's face didn't help.
“I see you kept my gifts”
“Um,” Connor stuttered, desperately glancing at the door for rescue. He almost relaxed when James appeared in answer to his plea, before catching the hatred in Philip's eyes.
“Philip!” James' voice was dangerously low.
The two men glared at each other and Connor knew the confrontation that had been brewing for months between them was about to come to its brutal denoucement.