knitekat

Title: Bad Day At The Office

Author: knitekat

Word Count: 216

Characters: Lester

Rating: 15

Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.

Warning: Angst

A/N: Part 9 of the Claiming series, sequel to Haunted Dreams and continues in I'm Fine. Thanks to Fred for the beta, it is really appreciated.

Lester sits at his desk in the ARC, his hands hidden as they rest on his lap, shaking. He couldn't let them know that they were correct, that it was far too soon for him to be back. He needed the distraction of work. It was far, far better than staring at the walls of his flat, jumping as the slightest sound had his heart pounding in fear.

Connor had dropped a mug earlier and it had taken all of Lester's considerable willpower not to react, not to flee as fast as he could. Not that he could run very fast any more. His doctors told him that he might, given time, although his legs would always be prone to weakness.

He gave a slight smile, at least the bastard was dead. Lester knew he worried people with his savage enjoyment of Leek's death. Sometimes he even worried himself. But how did they expect him to feel after ... No! Stop thinking about it! He's dead! He's bloody dead! Lester was only vaguely aware that he was rocking and mumbling that mantra out loud.

He needed to get a grip on himself. To project the cold, snarky bureaucrat ... he had to. It was his shield. He couldn't ... he wouldn't show weakness. Never, ever again.