Title: Blinded by Love, Chapter 1

Character's/Pairing: Connor/Abby, Becker, Danny, Sarah, Lester, Other

Genres: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, humour

A/N: This is the first part of a very long fic I wrote on Live Journal a while back. It was an interactive fic where I asked the people reading it to give me a random suggestion or sentence that I had to work into each chapter. A massive thanks to all those peeps who helped me with ideas and challenged me by coming up with unusual suggestions, hope you all enjoy the read over here. :-)

Connor couldn't believe it, he was finally moving back home to the flat. As he carted his boxes up the stairs to his bedroom, he couldn't wipe the smile from his face, he'd really missed this place, he'd really missed Abby.

"You want a cuppa Conn?" She shouted from downstairs.

His grin got bigger.

"Please." He replied, plonking the box down on the bed.

He sighed at the sheer volume of stuff he had to do in here to make it his again and got to work unpacking his things.

"Here ya go."

Came Abby's voice from behind him ten minutes later as she held out his drink. He took it gladly, taking a sip of the hot liquid before placing it down on his bedside table.


"It's only tea Connor." She chuckled.

"Yeah, but nobody else makes it the way you do." He replied. "You make it just the way I like it."

Abby frowned at him and rolled her eyes.

"You want a hand?" She asked, picking something up from one of the boxes and holding it at arms length in disgust. "What's this?"

Connor snatched the item away and clutched it to his chest.

"That's Saurus." He replied, pouting.


"My cuddly dinosaur."

Abby frowned again.

"Doesn't look much like a dinosaur to me."

"Yeah well, I've had him since I was three haven't I? he's bound to be looking a bit worse for wear."

"Don't you think you're a bit old to be sleeping with a stuffed dinosaur Connor?"

"I don't sleep with him! I just keep him for sentimental reasons.."

"Yeah yeah, you'll tell me anything." She snorted.

"I don't need any help thank you!" He said sulkily.

"Awww, come on Conn, you know I'm only joking."

She flashed him one of her smiles and he couldn't help but return it. Neither of them had realised until now how much they had missed the banter that went on between them, their friendship had really suffered since Connor had moved out and it looked like now, things would finally be returning to normal - whatever that was.

"Just gonna put these downstairs." He said, picking up a box of computer games.

Abby nodded and walked behind him, following him to the landing.

"Oh, Abbs, you couldn't bring my tea down could you?"

She shook her head and went back into his room to retrieve it. Just as she was bending to pick up his drink, his mobile, which was on the table next to it, started to ring. She didn't think anything of picking it up and answering it, they always answered one another's phones when the other was busy.

"Hello." She answered.

"Oh, erm hi . . . I was looking for Connor, must have got the wrong number." Said a woman's voice on the other end.

"No, no, I'll just get him for you." She replied.


Abby's curiosity got the better of her.

"Can I ask who's calling please?"

"Tell him it's Kelly, from the other night."

Her stomach began to churn, her heart beating faster as she reached the bottom of the stairs and handed Connor his mobile.

"Kelly, from the other night." She glowered.

Connor looked confused for a moment and then realisation dawned.

"Kelly, hi." He greeted.

Abby stormed off into the kitchen to get Rex's dinner, startling the poor little creature when she practically threw it into his dish. She didn't know what was wrong with her, Connor was a free man, he could do as he pleased. He had hooked up with some girl, apparently he didn't even remember her to begin with for crying out loud! It shouldn't bother her, but it did, it was just so unlike him to do something like this. She'd not had this feeling since . . . Since . . . Caroline! Oh God she was jealous!


She turned around to see him stood at the door giving her a questioning look.


It came out a lot harsher than she'd intended and she followed it with a forced smile.

"Something wrong?"

"No, everything's fine, absolutely fine. Why would anything be wrong?"

"It's just, well, there was a lot of crashing and banging coming from in here and I just . . ."

"Who's Kelly?" She asked before she could stop herself.


"Don't tell me you've forgotten already Connor."

"Kelly, she's just somebody I met the other night when I was out."

"Is that what you call it?"

"Call what Abby? What did I do?"

Abby sighed and rubbed her hands through her hair, the poor bloke looked really confused, and he hadn't done anything wrong. After all, this thing that hung between them wasn't really going anywhere, whenever it did, she always pushed him away.

"Nothing Connor, just forget it ok?" She replied, her tone softening.


He turned and walked back into the living area, still looking rather puzzled by the whole conversation.


"So what you're saying then is that you've developed a laser gun?" Danny Quinn asked Connor as he fiddled with the device in front of him.

Connor made a face.

"Don't . . . touch that," He said, brushing Danny's hands away. "It's a very sensitive piece of equipment."

Danny put his hands up in mock surrender.

At that moment, Becker made a grand entrance into Connor's lab, making the doors bang against the wall.

"So what's all this about a laser gun?" He asked.

"It's not a laser gun." Connor whined.

"It uses lasers doesn't it?" asked Becker.

"Well, sort of but . . ."

"And you point it at things and shoot?" Danny added.

"Yeah, but . . ."

"There ya go then, laser gun." Danny replied, patting Connor on the back.

Connor opened his mouth again to protest, but then thought better of it and sighed in defeat.

"Can we make this quick Temple? I have a meeting with the security staff in ten minutes." Becker informed him.

Connor nodded and moved over to the long silver cylindrical device in front of him. He punched numbers onto a keypad on the side of it and it made a whooshing noise as it began to power up.

"Here." He said, handing out dark safety glasses to everyone in the room before putting some on himself. "Put these on, the canon emits low levels of radiation, not so good for the eyes."

"Isn't that a tad dangerous to be taking out into the field?" Asked Becker.

"It's not ready yet, I still have a few kinks to iron out, besides, it's only really dangerous if it's aimed in your direction."

Everyone put on their safety glasses and Connor picked up the gun.

"As I was trying to say before, the cannon doesn't kill it's target."

He pushed a button and the device began to pulse, red lights flashing down its sides.

"You aim at the eyes, it renders them temporarily stunned and therefore, incapacitated."

There was a target on the far wall which Connor aimed for, he felt suddenly very important, the first to try out this new weapon. A gun that wouldn't kill, and couldn't miss like the tranquilizers they used, he pulled the trigger. At that moment, the door to his lab opened once more and in walked Abby Maitland.

"Hi guys, what ya doing?" She asked.

Connor felt suddenly sick.

"Abby! Get . . . "

It was too late, the laser fired and Abby fell to the floor with a thump.

"Abby!" Danny exclaimed as he and Becker rushed to her side.

Connor put the cannon down and joined them, looking down at her prone form. Her face was covered in pinkish burns.

"There's a pulse, it's steady." Danny said.

Becker rushed to the phone and called for help.

"Oh God! Oh Abby!" Connor cried over and over.

Danny held his shoulders and shook him gently.

"Connor, you need to get a grip. What the hell has that thing done to her?"

Connor stared at him wide eyed for a moment, and then looked back to Abby.

"I told you, it stuns."

"So she'll come round in a bit yeah?"

"Yeah, I think so I . . . it's not been tested on humans . . . I . . ."

The medical team arrived and lifted Abby onto a stretcher. Danny stood and told them what had happened and everyone left for the medical bay. Everyone that is except Connor, who still sat on the floor of his lab. When Abby came round she was going to kill him, then another, far more terrible thought crossed his mind. What if she didn't come round?

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