Fic: Evidence
FANDOM: Primeval
PAIRING: None
WORD COUNT: 503
NOTES: For the Primeval_Denial Valentines Gift Box exchange for Louisedennis, using the prompt “Canal”
Evidence
Lester sat back in his chair and looked around at the three people in his office. Ryan was standing at parade rest, looking vaguely disinterested, Cutter watching him with a more guarded expression as Connor fidgeted beside him.
“So,” Lester began, indicating to the paperwork on his desk, “I gather from the reports you submitted that the call-out on Tuesday afternoon went smoothly? No incidents of any kind?”
“That’s right.”
“Are you certain that there aren’t any small details that you neglected to include?”
Again, negative responses all around.
Lester smiled. “In that case, I wonder if anyone would care to explain this,” he said, turning his computer screen for them all to see. “Tell me, do you recognise anyone?”
Connor let out a snigger that he quickly stifled, as Ryan also bit back a smile. It was a local neighbourhood information site, the poster idly asking if anyone knew what had been happening on Tuesday after seeing the security and vehicles in the area. The comments ranged from speculation that it was a film shoot to a police incident. In the comments, however, someone had posted a short video. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately given that the ARC and the anomalies were supposed to be a secret, it offered little explanation to anyone who hadn’t been there.
The short clip, obviously filmed on someone’s mobile, began by showing Ryan’s security team guarding the tow path along the canal, keeping the public away and fending off the dog walkers who had gathered to see why their route was suddenly closed. As they watched, Cutter, Connor and Ryan came out of the neighbouring field, chasing what looked like a Labrador-sized rodent, which suddenly switched direction, running under Cutter’s feet. There was a yell as Cutter lost his footing, and toppled sideways, arms windmilling, into the water. They could hear the laughter of the person filming as Cutter splashed his way to the side and was hauled back out of the water, looking like an angry drowned rat, by Ryan and Connor.
“At least they didn’t get anything incriminating,” Connor pointed out. “You can’t tell what we were chasing, and it’s just a local site-”
“Do you know how I found this?” Lester interrupted. “My daughter sent it to me this morning. She thought it was funny. Apparently, Cutter, the evidence of your less-than-graceful dive has been circulating on Twitter for the past twelve hours.”
Cutter swore under his breath as Lester continued.
“I do not appreciate finding these things out from social media. So, I ask again, is there anything you wish to add to your reports?”
Half an hour later, when the omissions had been filled in and the appropriate health and safety paperwork completed, the three of them trooped out of the office again.
Waiting until the door was firmly closed behind them, Lester clicked play on the video again. His daughter had been right; it was funny.
And it didn’t get any less so, no matter how many times he watched it.
End
.
PAIRING: None
WORD COUNT: 503
NOTES: For the Primeval_Denial Valentines Gift Box exchange for Louisedennis, using the prompt “Canal”
Evidence
Lester sat back in his chair and looked around at the three people in his office. Ryan was standing at parade rest, looking vaguely disinterested, Cutter watching him with a more guarded expression as Connor fidgeted beside him.
“So,” Lester began, indicating to the paperwork on his desk, “I gather from the reports you submitted that the call-out on Tuesday afternoon went smoothly? No incidents of any kind?”
“That’s right.”
“Are you certain that there aren’t any small details that you neglected to include?”
Again, negative responses all around.
Lester smiled. “In that case, I wonder if anyone would care to explain this,” he said, turning his computer screen for them all to see. “Tell me, do you recognise anyone?”
Connor let out a snigger that he quickly stifled, as Ryan also bit back a smile. It was a local neighbourhood information site, the poster idly asking if anyone knew what had been happening on Tuesday after seeing the security and vehicles in the area. The comments ranged from speculation that it was a film shoot to a police incident. In the comments, however, someone had posted a short video. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately given that the ARC and the anomalies were supposed to be a secret, it offered little explanation to anyone who hadn’t been there.
The short clip, obviously filmed on someone’s mobile, began by showing Ryan’s security team guarding the tow path along the canal, keeping the public away and fending off the dog walkers who had gathered to see why their route was suddenly closed. As they watched, Cutter, Connor and Ryan came out of the neighbouring field, chasing what looked like a Labrador-sized rodent, which suddenly switched direction, running under Cutter’s feet. There was a yell as Cutter lost his footing, and toppled sideways, arms windmilling, into the water. They could hear the laughter of the person filming as Cutter splashed his way to the side and was hauled back out of the water, looking like an angry drowned rat, by Ryan and Connor.
“At least they didn’t get anything incriminating,” Connor pointed out. “You can’t tell what we were chasing, and it’s just a local site-”
“Do you know how I found this?” Lester interrupted. “My daughter sent it to me this morning. She thought it was funny. Apparently, Cutter, the evidence of your less-than-graceful dive has been circulating on Twitter for the past twelve hours.”
Cutter swore under his breath as Lester continued.
“I do not appreciate finding these things out from social media. So, I ask again, is there anything you wish to add to your reports?”
Half an hour later, when the omissions had been filled in and the appropriate health and safety paperwork completed, the three of them trooped out of the office again.
Waiting until the door was firmly closed behind them, Lester clicked play on the video again. His daughter had been right; it was funny.
And it didn’t get any less so, no matter how many times he watched it.
End
.