Disclaimer: I own nothing of Primeval and it's characters - though it would be pretty nice to own all that.

A/N: I decided to post it. Wraps it up a little more I guess, Sallad24601 is away so I'm publishing this without her opinion! Gasp!

Hope you guys like it, this is Sick Day's Epilogue.

Next Day 8 A.M.

Connor dawdled back in his chair – the ADD in front of him – and he clutched his forehead with his hand. With a groan he brought himself up, looked around, and collapsed back in the chair as no one stood anywhere in sight.

"Not feeling so well, Connor?" he heard Sarah speak with sarcasm in her voice. He looked up with strained, blood shot eyes and glared at her. "Awwe, poor Connor, having to be at work while he's sick."

"I'd like to see you be forced to come to work with a cold." He said as he continued to scowl, but wasn't really that mad at her.

"Connor, I've come to work with pneumonia." Connor narrowed his eyes at her.

"Lester didn't let you go home?"

"No, 'it was my bloody job to clean this god forsaken artifact up and it's not like I did anything important and you're not dying so come to work or you're fired' was more his words to me." She said with a smirk, seeming not to be very upset about this event.

"Then why did he let Abby and I off yesterday…?" Sarah raised her brow and laughed, seeing that he was truly unaware of how Lester went easy on them.

"Danny," Sarah shouted across the hub, seeing him in the corner of her eye.

"Wha'?" he asked, jumping over the railing and jogging over to them. Sarah turned to him as she leaned onto the ADD and tried not to laugh.

"If you said Lester had favorites, who would that be?" Danny looked confused, almost like that answer was obvious, and looked down at the wallowing Connor on the swivel chair.

"Well, there's not much of a question - Connor and Abby." Connor looked at both of them like they had lost it as he made no sudden movement for his pounding head. "Don't tell me you didn't …"

"He doesn't."

"You're kidding." Connor still made no response but stared at them confused. "Connor, Lester babies you compared to us."

"He wha'? We are talkin' 'bout the man who's forcing me to work today 'cause I got a day off yesterday for the first time in over a year."

"You can say what you will, mate. But you two are Lester's favorite." And at that Becker came over with a serious expression, leaning up against the ADD and scanning the hub. Danny and Sarah eyed him, waiting for him to speak, and Connor let out a pungent cough.

"Here," Becker handed Connor a tissue. "You okay?" he wondered as Connor gave a nod, still choking on his cough.

"Careful Becker, he could be contagious. Then we'd have to see you turn into a zombie." Sarah teased.

"Blimey, the beginning of the end is in our reach!" Danny played along.

Connor let out a growl and Becker smiled at two of them. "I think I'll be all right." Sarah and Danny watched as Becker talked to Connor, asking if he needed some kind of medication or anything. Sarah was fixing to comment about how this was his fault when Becker instead carried on. "For future advice, next time you might want to use your sick days as actual sick days." Connor let out another groan as they teased him. He dropped his head on the ADD panel and listened to their comments about how easy he got it.

"What could possibly be so enormously amusing to keep everyone from doing what they're supposed to be doing?" Lester said behind him. They all turned, except for Connor, to see Lester with his arms folded and his usual scowl brushed across his face.

"Just asking Connor about any anomalies." Danny lied and Lester didn't come near to believing it.

With a sigh he replied, "Why don't you hooligans leave Temple alone to his … whatever he's doing and get back to work?" with no response he looked at Sarah. "Ms. Page, don't you have some kind of research to be doing?"

"Not really." He rolled his eyes and looked to Danny.

"Quinn? Don't you– actually, I feel I should be afraid to ask, but what is it that you do when you're not chasing dinosaurs?" Danny thought about it and then shrugged. "Yes, well Becker – why don't you bring Quinn with you to go maintain the security breaches we've had recently." Becker nodded and walked off with Danny by his side. "Connor," Connor didn't reply. He just laid there until they heard a slight snore come from under him and Lester let yet another eye roll pass by.

"I think he's asleep." Sarah stated.

"Yes, snoring does tend to accompany sleeping, Ms. Page. I'd be rather concerned if he wasn't asleep. Wake him up, won't you? This is a government run facility, not a bloody daycare." He walked off and Sarah thought to herself yet another way of proving Connor was his favorite. Abby walked in the hub with a mug of steaming tea, Becker walked past her and gave a smile as they crossed paths. Abby seemed especially happy this morning, and she had even caught Connor's cold.

"Good morning, Abby." Sarah greeted as she approached the ADD.

"Good morning, Sarah!" she said with a grin to see Connor asleep. She sighed and poked him in the side but he just moaned and mumbled something about leaving him alone. "How long has he been like this?"

"Not sure, not too long. I'd say perhaps three minutes, if even that." Abby nodded and handed Sarah the mug before using both hands to drag his chair from the panel and force him to sit up.

"Abby," he muttered in a coarse voice. She walked around the chair to face him and kneeled down to his lap so she could look him in the eye as he stared at the floor.

"Yes?" she answered with a beaming smile. Connor smiled back in return, no matter how miserable he felt. He looked to his side to see Sarah watching them as she held the mug and gave a confused expression.

"Where'd everyone go?" he asked her.

"Lester gave them jobs to do." Sarah told him. Connor nodded and tried to widen his droopy eyes some as he felt his stomach tighten from hunger and the queasiness from the drainage rumble around.

"Abs," she looked at him with wide eyes. "There's a slight possibility I'm still sick." Abby laughed at him and took the tea from Sarah and handed it to him.

"Drink this, it'll help your sore throat." And as Connor started to whisper something to Abby Sarah took that her queue to leave. She walked to the lab but before she even reached the stairs to exit the hub Danny and Becker came along the railing and leaned over as they all watched Connor and Abby being rather close to each other.

"You don't think…?" Sarah questioned. Danny and Becker didn't answer, they saw Connor place his hand on her cheek and Abby was holding his hand as she talked to him about who knows what. And then, when Abby stood up and Connor's head followed her – she leaned down to him and kissed him on the lips. Becker, Danny and Sarah's mouth gaped open at the sight.

"'Bout bloody time." Lester remarked behind them. He walked back into his office and they looked at each other with shock and excitement covering their faces.

"If Cutter or Jenny were here now…" Becker said to himself with a smile, Sarah nodding. They all realized after a while they were staring so they decided to move on with their day, but they all couldn't help and grin and think just what Lester said. It was about bloody time.

"Tea taste good?" Abby asked him as he took another sip.

He pulled the cup down and smiled at her. "You're too good to me, Abs."

"I can't let you die, now can I? Love you too much for that." Abby froze; they hadn't said that to each other yet. She felt it, but they hadn't said it. Before she could panic Connor placed his hand on her cheek as she squeezed his hand and she gave him a smile in return.

"I love you, too." He said just loud enough so that if anyone was close they could hear. Abby stood up and looked down at him, she leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips and then pulled away with a sigh.

"I've gotta go, it's cleaning day for the mammoths pin." Connor scrunched up his nose at the thought.

"Have fun with that." She laughed and started to walk away but Connor caught her hand and twisted the chair to face her. "Meet me in the break room in an hour? I can make you some tea, make you feel better, all that." Abby sniffled from the cold and squeezed his hand. She grinned, gave a small nod, and pecked him on the lips before backing away and answering,

"Anything for you."

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