Primeval Fanfiction: Happy Ending For Nick Cutter
Title: Happy Ending For Nick Cutter
Author: TalliW
Characters: Nick, Claudia, Helen, Stephen, Leek, Lester, Connor
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to Fredbassett for beta-reading. I couldn't have done it without you.
Summary: Nick Cutter has stepped into the wrong world and many things are different. But he decides to stay and find Claudia.
AN: Written for reggietate and her comm Cutters_lab.
The title is crap but unfortunately I couldn't get up with something better.
Nick Cutter stared in confusion as Helen grasped his hands and went down on one knee in front of him.
He still hadn't recovered from the shock of finding her in his house as if nothing had happened. The surprise that no one had waited for him when he stepped out of the anomaly and he finally had to hitch a ride home had been minor in contrast.
For a moment he had even thought he'd dreamed everything up, especially after he'd called the first number on his mobile. Sir James had laughed outright at him when he’d started to mention anomalies and the ARC and had finally ended the call.
But the fact that he knew Lester's private number convinced him that everything had happened the way he remembered. It had just happened in another world and not in this one.
Helen waited until she had Cutter's full attention before she started to speak.
"Over the last eight years we have grown so close I can't imagine my life without you anymore. So I ask you, Nick Cutter, would you bestow the honour on me of giving me your hand in marriage?"
Cutter opened his mouth to say something before he registered that he really didn't know what to say.
Helen sighed in disappointment as he closed his mouth again and then she got up, completely gutted.
She still held his hands as she said, "I know you loved your husband. But it has been eight years since he vanished in the Forest of Dean. He was declared dead over four years ago now. All that time I've been there for you as your friend. But I'm tired of watching how you spend your life in mourning. You have to accept that Stephen will never come back."
Cutter felt the impulse to laugh madly at this turn of events but that certainly wouldn't bode well with Helen in this situation. So for once he did the sensible thing and said all the things he had always wanted to say to Stephen.
"I'm thankful for everything you have done for me. I'm not sure I could have survived the last eight years without you. Your friendship has kept me sane. But now it's time for you to move on. Go and pursue your career. I know you will do great things. Please stop wasting your life waiting for me."
As he saw Helen wanted to object he prevented that with a brief kiss on her cheek.
"No, Helen, I'm sure we would never work out as a couple. I'm not the right man for you. You deserve someone who is unconditionally devoted to you and not so addicted to his work. Deep down you know I'm right."
He watched silently how she packed her things together, two big boxes of personal bits and bobs which had found their way into his house over the period of the last eight years.
She gave him a gentle kiss on the lips before she went. As he followed her with his eyes until her car was out of sight, he really hoped that in this world things would work out better for her.
The next evening, Stephen stood outside Cutter's house, right under the street lamp in a seductive pose.
But Cutter had learnt from his experiences with Helen in his own world. Instead of playing along with Stephen's game he pulled down the blinds and called an estate agent.
Within days he'd moved into a new house and put his old one on the market.
After everything had been set up and he had the dissolution of their civil partnership in his hands, even though his lawyer had thought him crazy to want a divorce from a husband who had already been declared dead, Cutter went in search of a certain junior civil servant named Claudia Brown.
He only had personal contact with the Home Office the one time when Oliver Leek came over to the university to interrogate him about his former colleague Helen Philipps and his missing ex-husband Stephen Cutter.
Cutter had no difficulties in getting Leek talking and therefore learnt that Helen had joined forces with Stephen and that both were now wanted persons in Great Britain, France, China, Russia and the USA.
Without hesitation he signed the contract to inform the Home Office as soon as one of them showed up and otherwise keep silent about everything. Then he'd ushered Leek out of the office ten minutes before his fiancee arrived.
And there was the call from Professor Connor Temple, the famous child genius who had acquired his first degree at the age of fourteen and who was now leading a special team of scientists under the supervision of the Home Office. Cutter grinned when he heard that Connor wanted to hire him for his team and turned down the offer the same day.
He had been married to Claudia for three weeks at the time and a child was on the way. Not for anything in the world would he risk his happiness just to fight against dinosaurs again.
Nick Cutter never regretted his decision.
Author: TalliW
Characters: Nick, Claudia, Helen, Stephen, Leek, Lester, Connor
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to Fredbassett for beta-reading. I couldn't have done it without you.
Summary: Nick Cutter has stepped into the wrong world and many things are different. But he decides to stay and find Claudia.
AN: Written for reggietate and her comm Cutters_lab.
The title is crap but unfortunately I couldn't get up with something better.
Nick Cutter stared in confusion as Helen grasped his hands and went down on one knee in front of him.
He still hadn't recovered from the shock of finding her in his house as if nothing had happened. The surprise that no one had waited for him when he stepped out of the anomaly and he finally had to hitch a ride home had been minor in contrast.
For a moment he had even thought he'd dreamed everything up, especially after he'd called the first number on his mobile. Sir James had laughed outright at him when he’d started to mention anomalies and the ARC and had finally ended the call.
But the fact that he knew Lester's private number convinced him that everything had happened the way he remembered. It had just happened in another world and not in this one.
Helen waited until she had Cutter's full attention before she started to speak.
"Over the last eight years we have grown so close I can't imagine my life without you anymore. So I ask you, Nick Cutter, would you bestow the honour on me of giving me your hand in marriage?"
Cutter opened his mouth to say something before he registered that he really didn't know what to say.
Helen sighed in disappointment as he closed his mouth again and then she got up, completely gutted.
She still held his hands as she said, "I know you loved your husband. But it has been eight years since he vanished in the Forest of Dean. He was declared dead over four years ago now. All that time I've been there for you as your friend. But I'm tired of watching how you spend your life in mourning. You have to accept that Stephen will never come back."
Cutter felt the impulse to laugh madly at this turn of events but that certainly wouldn't bode well with Helen in this situation. So for once he did the sensible thing and said all the things he had always wanted to say to Stephen.
"I'm thankful for everything you have done for me. I'm not sure I could have survived the last eight years without you. Your friendship has kept me sane. But now it's time for you to move on. Go and pursue your career. I know you will do great things. Please stop wasting your life waiting for me."
As he saw Helen wanted to object he prevented that with a brief kiss on her cheek.
"No, Helen, I'm sure we would never work out as a couple. I'm not the right man for you. You deserve someone who is unconditionally devoted to you and not so addicted to his work. Deep down you know I'm right."
He watched silently how she packed her things together, two big boxes of personal bits and bobs which had found their way into his house over the period of the last eight years.
She gave him a gentle kiss on the lips before she went. As he followed her with his eyes until her car was out of sight, he really hoped that in this world things would work out better for her.
The next evening, Stephen stood outside Cutter's house, right under the street lamp in a seductive pose.
But Cutter had learnt from his experiences with Helen in his own world. Instead of playing along with Stephen's game he pulled down the blinds and called an estate agent.
Within days he'd moved into a new house and put his old one on the market.
After everything had been set up and he had the dissolution of their civil partnership in his hands, even though his lawyer had thought him crazy to want a divorce from a husband who had already been declared dead, Cutter went in search of a certain junior civil servant named Claudia Brown.
He only had personal contact with the Home Office the one time when Oliver Leek came over to the university to interrogate him about his former colleague Helen Philipps and his missing ex-husband Stephen Cutter.
Cutter had no difficulties in getting Leek talking and therefore learnt that Helen had joined forces with Stephen and that both were now wanted persons in Great Britain, France, China, Russia and the USA.
Without hesitation he signed the contract to inform the Home Office as soon as one of them showed up and otherwise keep silent about everything. Then he'd ushered Leek out of the office ten minutes before his fiancee arrived.
And there was the call from Professor Connor Temple, the famous child genius who had acquired his first degree at the age of fourteen and who was now leading a special team of scientists under the supervision of the Home Office. Cutter grinned when he heard that Connor wanted to hire him for his team and turned down the offer the same day.
He had been married to Claudia for three weeks at the time and a child was on the way. Not for anything in the world would he risk his happiness just to fight against dinosaurs again.
Nick Cutter never regretted his decision.