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Primeval drabble: Protective Instincts
Title: Protective Instincts
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 215: Trapped On The Wrong Side Of An Anomaly. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and continues from Determined. Thanks to Fred for the beta, cheers m'dear.
James folded his arms as he entered their bedroom. “And just where do you think you're going?”
Connor froze, looking as guilty as the time James had caught him scoffing biscuits in bed. Slowly the guilt was replaced by determination. “I can't lie here and do nothing. Abby's trapped!”
“I know. She's not alone. Becker and Matt are with her.”
“Please?”
James smiled at Connor's best pleading look but still shook his head firmly. “You're on sick leave.” He sighed at Connor's pout. “Fine. I'll get your laptop and you can watch from here.”
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 215: Trapped On The Wrong Side Of An Anomaly. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and continues from Determined. Thanks to Fred for the beta, cheers m'dear.
James folded his arms as he entered their bedroom. “And just where do you think you're going?”
Connor froze, looking as guilty as the time James had caught him scoffing biscuits in bed. Slowly the guilt was replaced by determination. “I can't lie here and do nothing. Abby's trapped!”
“I know. She's not alone. Becker and Matt are with her.”
“Please?”
James smiled at Connor's best pleading look but still shook his head firmly. “You're on sick leave.” He sighed at Connor's pout. “Fine. I'll get your laptop and you can watch from here.”
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