athene (deinonychus_1) wrote,

Ficlet: In the Middle of the Night

Title: In the Middle of the Night
Author: Athene
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing/characters: Nick/Connor
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine. ITV and Impossible Pictures own them.
Word count: approx 300
Summary: Nick is woken in the middle of the night.

It took Nick a moment to work out what had woken him. Then Connor shifted beside him again, turning over and mumbling quiet, unintelligible words.

Nick turned onto his side and watched the young man in the soft light that seeped in through the curtains. Connor was still asleep, that much was obvious, and Nick felt himself smiling. It wasn’t often that he got to see Connor like this – quiet, relaxed, and still. It made a nice change from the usual whirlwind of energy and enthusiasm that Connor turned into once he’d had his first cup of coffee.

Connor squirmed, and his face scrunched up a little as he mumbled something again. Something that sounded vaguely like, ‘dumpy Tussauds’.

Nick chuckled.

“What?” he asked, not really expecting an answer.

“Don’t poke the tyrannosaurus,” Connor said, rather louder this time.

Ah. That actually made far more sense.

“No one’s going to poke the tyrannosaur, Connor. Go back to sleep.” He reached out and gently stroked Connor’s hair.

Connor flinched, and abruptly curled up into himself.


This time the word was a half sob, half whimper. Nick closed his eyes for a moment.

Please, not again.

“Connor? Connor, wake up, it’s just a nightmare.”

Nick reached for the young man, and gently touched his shoulder. Connor startled, and suddenly Nick was staring into wide, terrified eyes.

“It’s okay. It was just a dream.”

Connor stared at him for several seconds, and then curled into Nick’s arms, burrowing against his chest and holding him close.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Nick soothed, wrapping his arms around Connor and gently stroking his back.

Eventually Connor let out a long, ragged huff of breath.

“I used to like having dinosaur dreams,” Connor mumbled quietly.

Nick placed a soft kiss on Connor’s forehead, and sighed.

“So did I,” he admitted.

Tags: connor temple, fanfic, nick cutter, nick/connor, slash

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