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Primeval Drabble: Lost And Found
Title: Lost And Found
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Connor Temple
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 211 prompt: Leather. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series, and, you've guessed it, yet more angst. Thanks to Fred for looking at it for me, cheers m'dear.
Connor woke with a groan. Every muscle and bone in his body hurt. He sighed, recognising the depressingly familiar sight of a hospital room.
He'd been hurt.
Again.
Another reason for James to dump him.
Connor reached for the ring around his neck, seeking the comfort it always provided. His hand closed on nothing.
No! He couldn't have lost it. It was his only link to his father.
A softly cleared throat had Connor blinking back tears as he stared at James and the ring dangling on a new leather thong. “I know this is important to you, Connor.”
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Connor Temple
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 211 prompt: Leather. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series, and, you've guessed it, yet more angst. Thanks to Fred for looking at it for me, cheers m'dear.
Connor woke with a groan. Every muscle and bone in his body hurt. He sighed, recognising the depressingly familiar sight of a hospital room.
He'd been hurt.
Again.
Another reason for James to dump him.
Connor reached for the ring around his neck, seeking the comfort it always provided. His hand closed on nothing.
No! He couldn't have lost it. It was his only link to his father.
A softly cleared throat had Connor blinking back tears as he stared at James and the ring dangling on a new leather thong. “I know this is important to you, Connor.”