Primeval fic: Dead lines/ Assumptions
Title: Dead lines/ Assumptions
Word count: 100 x 2
Rating: gen, PG-15
Characters: Team, Connor/Lester
P100 challenge 312: Dead lines
AN: The second drabble is really just playing with tense and how other people might view a Connor/Lester relationship
DEAD LINES
Cutter’s office. Record your message after the beep.
This is Stephen Hart. I’m not available, but if you leave a message I’ll return your call.
Jenny Lewis no longer works for this department. Your call is being diverted back to reception.
Quinn here. No sales or time-wasters, everyone else leave a message.
Connor Temple is busy saving the world. He’ll call when the crisis is over.
Hi, it’s Abby. Sorry, I can’t take your call, but leave a message and I’ll get back. Bye.
Sarah Page is away from her office. Press one for reception, two to leave a message.
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ASSUMPTIONS
After two hours Connor’s still bleeding and Lester cuts through the prevarications and gives him five minutes to choose between seeing an ARC medic or going to A&E. Connor opts for the latter.
The nurse is cheerful. Connor’s sure she’s not meant to be so inquisitive but he’s never been good at boundaries himself - either setting or maintaining them.
“Was it angry sex or make-up sex?” She winks.
“Bit of both,” mumbles Connor, pain meds finally kicking-in.
The tolerance disappears when Lester appears. It’s not fair. Connor wonders how long before Lester decides that Connor really isn’t worth the hassle.