ebonyfeather (ebonyfeather) wrote,

Drabbles: A Done Deal (4 drabbles)

Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Becler / Matt
Rating: PG-13
Notes: For primeval100 challenge 200: Past challenges / using # 184- Special Forces, 133- Doctors and Nurses, 163- Hospital, 41- Romance


Special Forces


Matt watched them load Becker onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.


“I’m going with him,” he announced, climbing into the ambulance, not giving them chance to argue.


They slammed the doors and set off with the sirens wailing. Matt was worried. He’d never see Becker looking this bad; he was still unconscious, his skin pale.


Those bloody special forces types, always barging into danger with guns blazing like John McClane. Thing is, this wasn’t a Die Hard movie and the bad guys didn’t always shoot you in the shoulder. In their line of work, the bad guys had teeth.



Doctors and Nurses


The nurse on reception wasn’t helpful in the slightest. Matt couldn’t get much information out of her as he wasn’t listed as Becker’s next of kin. Only after he called Lester, getting him to pull rank, did they deem it acceptable to speak to him. By that time, Abby and Connor had arrived, wanting to know how Becker was.


When the doctor emerged from Becker’s room hours later, Matt was on his feet immediately.


“Is he okay?”


“He’s doing well.”


Matt sighed with relief. “Can we go see him?”


The doctor shook his head. “Sorry, but it’s family only, I’m afraid.”





Becker opened his eyes and looked around at the white hospital room. Matt sat in a chair beside the bed, reading. When he noticed that Becker was awake he tossed the magazine aside, leaning closer to the bed.


“How do you feel?” He looked Becker over. “You don’t look too good.”


“Gee, thanks,” Becker grumbled.


“You know what I mean. The others all say ‘hi’, as well. They wanted to come in but the nurse wouldn’t let them in. Family only.”


“Then how…” Becker indicated to Matt.


Matt grinned. “I knew there was something I forgot to mention. We’re engaged.”





“So while I was unconscious, we got engaged?”


Matt nodded. “Yep.”




Matt looked surprised. “That’s it? ‘Hmm’?”


“Well, you said it was so they’d let you in here. It’s not like we’re really engaged.”


“We could be,” Matt joked, then turned serious. “When I saw you before, unconscious, it scared me, made me realise something I should have done a long time ago.”




“This,” Matt said, leaning over and kissing him.


Eyes searching Becker’s face, he asked, “Well?”


Becker grinned. “Just so you know, I expect a bit of romance before you march me down the aisle.”





Tags: fiction: drabble, fiction: slash, matt anderson / hilary becker, tv: primeval
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