A/N: Hello my dears,

yes, you read correct, it's a new chapter of Let's play. This time, with a little twist ;)

A big thank you to primevalyank for beta-reading the chapter. It's her beta-debut, so welcome hunny, you did a great job! :D

Enjoy!

It was 5 o'clock in the morning when the alarm went off; a blaring sound accompanied by red flashing light screamed through the building, commanding everyone into the hub.

"What have we got?" questioned Becker, the first one to arrive. He half bent over the FCO's shoulder to look at the screens attentively.

"Incursion, 12 miles outside of London, countryside, CCTV not possible. I've sent the coordinates to your black boxes but I fear you're on your own," the young woman informed in short, significant sentences. It left a dull feeling inside her stomach that this was all she could help her friends with.

"That's OK. We can manage the rest," Matt assured her, appearing at the other side.

"Alright. Let's go," he announced as he turned to the others who had arrived shortly after him. The group of five headed for the exit.

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It took them only 50 minutes to get back to the ARC. The incursion itself was as easy as it could be. Just one herbivore, a juvenile triceratops, managed to get through the portal, relishing the unknown, yet tasty, grass when they arrived at the scene. There were no witnesses, hence, no people who could possibly be harmed as they managed to get it back through the anomaly. Thanks to the expertise of Abby, this didn't take long. Shortly after the golden-white shining time portal closed again. They searched the area thoroughly, just to be certain there was no further incursion, and not long after, they headed back.

Now they were here, loitering in the hub or break room. They hadn't had much to do, but the mission had left them with enough adrenaline in their veins to remain fully awake.

Connor and Abby still tried to catch some sleep in one of the rest rooms, but to no avail. All they could do was to sit around and wait for their adrenaline rush to wear off.

Matt sat in his office, viewing the numerous plants in front of him. He was awake, yes, but reluctant to start work at such an early hour.

He inhaled deeply and sighed when an idea suddenly hit him. Quickly, he informed the others to meet in his room, before he went for his desk, rummaging in one of the drawers.

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"What is it Matt?" Becker asked, leaning against one of the large tables.

"Well," the Irish man began, holding the coloured plastic mat in his hands, "when I grew up, in the future, we didn't have games to play. The struggle to stay alive had occupied our minds to the fullest ... And when I was sent here, in my first 10 years in this time, I didn't have time to think about it . I was too busy with getting the perfect back story and saving the world," he said verbosely. "Anyway, recently I went to the shopping centre, bought some stuff, and that was when I saw a couple of kids playing with this." He held up the item in his hands. "They looked like they had a lot of fun and I was curious to try it out ... with all of you ... and since we all don't have really much to do at this time in the morning, do you wanna play it with me?" He ended, waiting for their answer.

"OK, sure," Connor answered with a shrug.

Abby agreed as well, being slightly surprised at the usually offish man's suggestion.

Jess nodded her approval, putting her laptop aside, which had a direct link to the ADD in case of an anomaly, albeit she was a little worried about her short skirt being an appropriate piece of clothing for that type of game.

Emily was curious, but hesitated. She couldn't imagine that a mat, riddled with colourful dots could bring any fun.

Only Becker was disapproving, but, since he was the only one, he decided to not be the killjoy this time. He turned around, calling his 2IC through comms to give him the command for the next couple of hours, making sure the complex was secure while the core team had another fit of sudden zest to play.

A faint smile formed at the corner of Matt's lips, indicating only to people who knew him for long, that his heart was filled with sheer joy.

"What is it called anyway?" The Victorian Lady questioned as her boyfriend unfolded the plastic mat and laid it out on the ground.

"Twister," Connor chipped in.

Matt started to explain: "You simply start at any side. One person rotates the spinner," the Irishman handed the piece of cardboard over so that Emily could have a proper look at it, "and depending on where the pointer lands you have to put your hand or foot on the respective colour. In the beginning, we allow each point to be touched twice, later each one has to get their own point. And the person who fails to touch the colour, or falls, or touches the ground with anything different than the said limb is eliminated. The last one standing in the end is the winner."

"Ah, that sounds quite easy to play," Emily remarked, not knowing that the hard part of this game was to remain in the game.

"Who'll spin the pointer?" Jess asked.

Seeing his chance to get off the hook, Becker volunteered: "I can do that."

"No!" the zoologist contradicted firmly. "We are all in this game. Together...AND we will play it correctly," she determined, glaring at the soldier and daring him not to mess around. "The one reaching it best can spin the pointer in the beginning and then, the first who is eliminated will do the rest."

The Captain only nodded that he had understood loud and clear.

"Alright then. Take off your shoes and get on the mat," Connor declared, ready to start.

"Right foot on blue," Matt stated and the line of people went for their target in the middle of the mat. He rotated again. "Left hand on yellow."

It was easiest for Becker and Matt since they stood at the far left and far right side, respectively. Abby and Emily stood next to them and thanks to their slender figure they didn't use much space when stretching to reach the point. Connor stood in the middle next to Abby. He simply bent down to reach the colour and therefore had to stick out his butt to not fall over. As a result, Jess got his behind right in her face. She struggled, trying to regain her balance, but it was too late already. She landed with her back on the floor and was disqualified.

"Shoot! Sorry Jess, my bad," the scientist apologized.

"No prob," the Field Coordinator replied, emotionless, getting up and pulling her clothes back into order. She never managed to get far in this game, but losing first, and already in the second round was a new low for her self esteem. She grabbed the Spinner and placed herself on a near chair. "Becker, take revenge for me!" She ordered with a wink.

The man in question threw back his head to have a better look at her. "Yes ma'am!" He turned his head, throwing a smug smile at the culprit.

"Oi!" Connor commented, ducking his head.

"Alright everyone!" Jess spun the pointer. " Right foot on green." The group obeyed without a problem. Emily and Matt could even get a more comfortable position, since they could switch with their foot one row to the left.

"Right hand on green."

Becker used the green on Abby's row to better hold his balance, so Abby had to use the green on Connor's row who in turn shared the point on the now free row with Emily's foot.

"Left hand on red," Jess pronounced.

Emily was quick, using the red above her left foot. Matt followed suit. Becker used the red above his right hand, as did Abby. Connor decided to use the same red circle as his fiancée.

"Left foot on red."

That gave Connor a dead-end.

Becker and Abby had used the circle in their initial row, while Emily and Matt used the circle their hand already had touched, leaving no free space for Connor to place his foot in.

"Well, guess that means I'm out," the dark haired man declared and took a seat next to Jess.

"Mission accomplished!" the soldier teased, making the others chuckle.

Connor huffed: "You'll be next to me sooner than you like."

Jess mimicked an 'Aww', sympathetically rubbing her former flatmate's back.

"Can I?" Connor questioned lowly pointing to the spinner in Jess's hands.

Holding it out to him, she replied with a smile: "Be my guest."

"OK, since there are only four of you left, from now on you must not touch a point which is already used," Connor declared and spun the pointer. It rapidly whirled around several times before coming to a halt. "Right hand on yellow."

Emily was quick, using the point at the far right so Matt had to crouch and reach halfway behind him to get to the next possible colour, a somewhat uncomfortable position that he had to remain in.

Jess and Connor alternatively spun the pointer, but no matter what colour and limb was selected, the four could manage...but not without forming bridges or reaching over each other.

"Left foot on green," Jess ordered.

The others started to reach for their points when, suddenly, a loud voice sounded through the room: "Can someone explain me what the hell is going on in here?" Without having made any noises, Lester appeared at their side.

Becker instantly straightened himself, stepping aside. His cheeks were slightly flushed, giving away that he was embarrassed to be seen in such a compromising position by his superior, even if it was only Lester. He stood at parade rest, suggesting: "Um, coordination training, Sir."

Jess and Connor started to snigger, earning a death glare from their friend.

"So, so," Lester replied unimpressed. "And this is the reason why my," his voice became louder as he pronounced: "Head of Security," before he continued with normal tone, "is playing twister, while his second is in command of this highly confidential building."

Even Becker's ears had now a decent shade of pink. "He is a very capable soldier, Sir."

The FCO and the scientist could barely hold back their laughter. Emily and Abby watched their boss attentively, still bend in their positions. Only Matt seemed to be unimpressed by his boss' appearance.

"I wouldn't have minded if it was just one person, or two," Lester stared at the two holding the spinner, before turning his head to the three on the floor. "But since my whole core team is in this game here," he paused shortly, "I really can't decide whether I should call the disease control centre or the kindergarten."

"Neither, Lester. I will explain everything to you," Matt declared nonchalantly, "right after the game is over."

The Head of the ARC rolled his eyes. "And when is this over?" He pointed with his fingers at the spectacle on the ground.

"When there's only one left," Connor replied with a grin.

"Thank you for stating the obvious, Mr. Temple," Lester countered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Jess chimed in: "Well, they are playing for 20 minutes now without anyone failing."

"Except for the little backing out of Becker as you entered the room," Abby teased, sending a smug smile towards the soldier.

"Well then give me that thing," Lester ordered, grabbing the spinner from Jess. "Let's see if we can hurry this up a little."

After three more rounds without one falling, their boss pronounced: "Now let's improve the level of difficulty, shall we. Right thumb to green."

"Thumb?" Emily questioned baffled.

"That's not even in the rules," Abby backed her up.

"When there's a dinosaur chasing after you, you cannot simply cry 'that's not in the rules'! You have to deal with it and improvise. Now get your thumb on green or you're out." He ordered slightly annoyed. Seeing them obeying he swung the pointer again. "Left big toe on red."

Abby's head shot up, shooting daggers at Lester before putting her foot towards the colour and holding it in a position so that only her big toe touched the ground. She felt really uncomfortable, Matt as well, he somehow managed to keep balance though. Only Emily stood in a bad starting position. She had to stretch her leg to reach the coloured point. With her weight half on her thumb she couldn't remain her balance and fell down to the ground.

"One out, one more to go," Lester dryly commented as he watched the Victorian Lady getting up and placing herself next to Connor. He spun the pointer.

"Left thumb on blue."

It was quite difficult but Abby and Matt managed to reach the point without falling, much to the indignation of their boss.

"Difficulty level increase," he stated before spinning the pointer. "Nose to yellow."

"What the heck?" It was the Irishman this time who voiced his annoyance.

Abby could touch the colour with her nose, thanks to her martial arts training and agile frame.

Matt tried it, but lost his balance and went straight to the ground.

"Thank god, it's done!" Lester proclaimed, visibly relieved. "Miss Maitland, you're the winner of this silly game. Now may I have a word with you Mr. Anderson. And for the others, back to work. The dinosaurs won't bring themselves home. Shoo, shoo."

The group scurried around like busy bees, getting back to their working place while Matt followed his boss.

Abby turned to Emily, asking with a low voice: "So, Emily, did you like the game?"

"Well, it was quite difficult yet amusing to play. But when we play it next time, then please let's play without Lester," the dark haired woman replied, making her friend chuckle.

A/N: Hey, there are two more chapters to come. Don't worry, they'll come soon ;)

I really hoped you liked this one. Please let me know and review.

Have a great day!

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