Primeval's Twist (A Primeval/Captain Becker Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7: The Airport & The Fake Anomaly (part 1)✔️✔️

I simply looked at him for a moment, before walking through the archway into the hub.

Ever since Cutter I will admit I had been closing myself off to near enough everyone, Becker especially. Everyone I became close to died, I couldn't handle anymore pain.

"I'm checking the coordinates now." Connor rushed as we walked closer to the now working ADD.

"Okay," Connor stood and faced Jenny. "Good to go."

He faced her for a moment and she stared at him, seemingly lost.

"Okay," she nodded unsteadily. "Let's go."

Walking into the garage, Connor, Abby and Jenny jumped into one Jeep, leaving me with no option but to sit with Becker. I jumped into the passenger seat and he immediately turned to face me.

I looked out the windshield, refusing to make eye contact.

He stared at the side of my face for a moment, before sighing and pressing down on the accelerator.

We drove in silence for 10 minutes before Becker flicked his eyes to me.

"You can't ignore me forever." He said lowly. "We do work together."

I looked down at my hands which were resting on my thighs. I then lifted my eyes up to connect with his, staring at him from under my lashes, before smiling slightly and facing forward.

"You do help with my anger." I said softy.

"Sparring?" He chuckled, seemingly pleased I had spoken to him for the first time since before Cutter died.

I nodded my head yet didn't glance at him.

Honestly, I didn't want to push anyone out, I wanted to use them to make myself stronger. I was just afraid that something would happen to one or more of them and I'd be left hurt.

"I know what you're afraid of." It was as if he could read my thoughts.

"I will make a promise to you now," he took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on my hand. I looked up at him. Switching his eyes between me and the road he continued. "I will never, ever, die on you." He said seriously. "Not in this job."

I looked at him for a moment, my mind battling between cynicism and the naïve want to believe him.

The latter won for a change.

"Okay." I whispered.

I turned my hand over to lace my fingers through his, squeezing his palm. He gave me an answering squeeze.

We remained like that until we arrived at the coordinates: a very large, glass building.

We jumped out of the cars, Abby holding her hand-held anomaly detector, and waited for her direction.

"In there." She nodded towards the building.

Becker took the lead, gun raised like usual, and we all followed behind as he entered the building. The glass automatic doors opened and shut behind us. We filed in, waiting for more direction from Abby.

The building we entered was completely quiet, nobody walked and no sound was made.

"Hello?!" Jenny shouted, only for it to echo unanswered.

"This isn't right," I clicked the safety off my gun. "Reminds me of an ambush."

Becker hummed in agreement.

"It's deserted." Connor pointed out.

Abby walked forward before pointing towards another automatic glass door.