Written for primeval100 challenge 299 - Bruises. See, I *can* write drabbles that aren't about Becker's horrible childhood!
Characters: Lester, Connor
Warnings: Angst, Connor whumping
Spoilers: vague for second half of series 3
Challenge: 299 – Bruises
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine. ITV and Impossible Pictures own them.
Lester ran into Connor, almost literally, as the young man emerged from the bathroom.
“Look where you’re- Connor, what on earth happened to you?”
The towel around Connor’s waist did nothing to hide the mass of scrapes and bruises on his thin, pale body.
Connor attempted to cover his chest with his arms.
“Um, you know, the usual. Dinosaurs.”
Lester hesitated, frowned, and mentally replayed the list of Connor’s ‘accidents’ in the months since Cutter’s death. No, he wasn’t okay.
Lester finally allowed himself to recognise the truth in Connor’s eyes. Bruises were the least of his problems.