Pairing: None (…at the moment, but hints of Matt/Becker)
Rating: PG
Notes: For

Handheld anomaly detector
Matt looked out of the window; the sea was grey, the sky still murky, but it didn’t matter. They needed a break and what better than giving an over-excitable cub his first glimpse of the beach? Even better, he got a whole day with Becker.
Going to open the back door to let Moss out, he groaned. How the hell did Moss get hold of that?
“What’s up?” Becker asked.
Matt indicated to the guilty looking cub. “Let’s hope there isn’t an anomaly shout anywhere around here,” he said, eyeing the mangled, chewed remains of Becker’s handheld anomaly detector.
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