In the dark we are free, drabble

Title: In the dark we are free
Author: isamazed
Word count: 100
Characters: Ryan/Becker
Rating: K
Warning: pup!verse, contains mpreg, set in the early stages of Half Hitch by the one and only fififolle
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. I only write for fun.
A/N: Written for Primeval100, challenge 616: Darkness

Ryan used to hate darkness. Even with the best equipment, it made his job so much more difficult and dangerous.

Lately, though, Ryan had learned to love the dark. Because at night, he was allowed to touch, to feel the swell of Becker’s belly beneath his hand.

At daytime, Becker would struggle with the visible proof of being an omega. In their free time Becker would hide his bump under too big shirts. At work, he constantly needed to prove himself and his capabilities, more to himself than anyone on the team. 

So Ryan had learned to cherish the dark.

Darkness and Light, drabble

Title: Darkness and light
Author: isamazed
Word count: 100
Characters: Becker/Jess
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. I only write for fun.
A/N: Written for Primeval100, challenge 616: Darkness

It’s dark inside and Becker curses silently. Not a hint of light, just plain black. Becker wishes for his night-vision device.

He stays close to the wall as he carefully makes his way to the room with the half-open door from where he can hear a soft noise. He’s tense, trying not make a sound and startle the creature in there.

That’s when, despite his wary steps, his foot comes down on something lying on the floor, and he slips. A flashing light blinds him and something red charges towards him. 

“What’s up, Becker? Come back to bed,” Jess mumbles.

Darkness inside, drabble

Title: Darkness inside
Author: isamazed
Word count: 100
Characters: Nick/Helen
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. I only write for fun.
A/N: Written for Primeval100, challenge 616: Darkness

Nick remembered the early days of their marriage as if it were yesterday. Helen had blown him away with her challenging grin, sharp mind and the promise of a future in which they would be equals in their personal and academic life. 

He had loved the long debates, arguing about their own research and those of others. They had been able to agree to disagree and heated arguments had been followed by hot nights.

Those days were gone. This Helen, his Helen, was gone. When he last met her, he’d realized the only thing left in her soul was Darkness.