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Chapter 11: All the Magic We Made

"Are we there yet?"

Matt's lips thinned and his hands tightened around the steering wheel. "No, Connor we are not there."

"For the hundredth time," Becker added, turning around in his seat to glower at the younger man.

Connor shrunk under the glare. "Just asking a question, mate. No need to bite my head off."

Abby rolled her eyes and went back to staring out the window. There was nothing but trees passing by in a dark green blur. There weren't even any other cars passing them. She sighed; it was too much like the cretaceous for her liking.

Connor put a hand on her knee, "You ok?" He mouthed.

She nodded tightly, squeezing his hand. He didn't want to be here anymore than she did. There were too many bad memories hiding in the wild undergrowth for their liking.

"If you two are going to spend the weekend making faces at each other, can you at least wait till we get there?" Matt asked, glancing at them through the review mirror.

"Why wait when we can torture you now?" Connor quipped lightly, not taking his eyes off Abby.

"Connor…" Becker trailed off warningly.

"What are you going to do?" Connor retorted, "Leave me in the middle of the woods? Oh wait, we're already doing that."

"You could at least try to be positive about it Connor," Jess spoke up, pulling her headphones out of her ears. "It might be fun."

"Jess is right," Abby said with a tone of finality. She looked at Connor meaningfully. "It will be fun."

He leant back into the seat, folding his arms, and mumbling something no one could hear.

Becker caught Jess' eye in the review mirror and smiled, rolling his eyes at Connor's antics. She giggled quietly and quickly looked back out the window, her cheeks turning a pleasant pink. His smile grew; she was adorable.


Jess fumbled with the tent peg, trying to get it to stay straight. "Come on," She breathed, frustration getting the best of her. "It can't possibly be that hard." Strong hands crept around her side and wrapped themselves over hers, helping her keep the peg steady. Her breath caught in her throat. She knew who those hands belonged to.

Becker's voice sounded in her ear, closer than she'd expected. "It helps to have another set of hands." He handed her the small hammer to knock the metal peg into the ground and waited as she did. Jess turned to see him smile again, "See, wasn't that hard now was it?"

"No. Thanks for the help," She sat down on the grass next to her half assembled tent. "You didn't tell me it was this exhausting."

He chuckled, "exhausting? Remind me to add cardio to our training regime."

Jess groaned, "You're worse than a personal trainer."

"And better in so many ways," A smug grinned donned his lips. "Would a personal trainer help you put up your tent?"

"Thank you," She said, knowing he was about to start doing it for her. Sometimes he was so predictable.

"I haven't done anything yet," Becker replied, not able to keep the smile off his face.

"But you're about to," Her eye sparkled as they looked up at him. "Pretty please?"

"Fine," He stood up. "But only because I can't resist those eyes." They really were beautiful. Becker froze, realising what he'd just said.

Jess noticed but pretended not to, ignoring the awkward silence Becker had made. "I've tried to read the instructions but there all in Chinese."

"They're always in Chinese," Becker said, relieved for the change of subject. He couldn't believe he'd said that. "It's what makes it interesting."

Jess' lips quirked, "I think Connor would disagree with you on that." She looked over to where their friend was angrily marching across a half made tent, carrying two odd tent poles.

Becker shrugged, "He's a genius: he'll work it out eventually." He picked up the hammer and walked to the next corner of the tent. "Can you pass me one of the pegs please?"

Jess obeyed, fetching a peg from the neat pile she'd created. "Anything else you want?"

He hammered in the peg, "Don't think so. You've already put in all the poles haven't you?"

She rolled her eyes, "I'm not that much of an idiot, Becker."

"I know. I was just checking," He pulled at the corner of the tent that was to become its apex and the tent snapped into shape, looking like a triangular pink beach ball. "See, you did good."

"You helped," Jess pointed out.

"You did most of it," Becker retorted, falling comfortably into their familiar playfulness. It felt good, felt right to him.

"I was copying what Matt did," Jess admitted, looking at the ground.

"That's smarter than what the so called genius over there is doing," Becker smirked.

"Don't be mean," She hit him on the arm playfully. "He's trying."

Connor looked over at them as if he heard them talking about him. "If you two are done with yours, wanna help a mate out?"

Becker turned back to Jess, "Wanna go for a walk?"

Jess looked between him and Connor, "We really should help him. It's supposed to be team building."

"Well now it's character building," Becker replied, taking her small hand in his. "Come one, I want to show you something."

She looked at him uncertainly then nodded and followed his lead.

They heard Connor shout something after them but couldn't make out the words.

"I hope he's not too upset," Jess commented, still holding onto Becker's hand. They weren't following any path she could see and she was starting to think they were lost. "Is this the part where you kill me?"

He stopped, "Jess, I would never hurt you." He looked at her with such sincerity she had to look away or be forever lost in his dark eyes. "Besides, if this was a horror movie, Matt would be the one to die first."

"Why Matt? Wouldn't it be Connor or me?"

"Because Connor would be the geek that finally worked out what the monster eating us would be so he needs to stay until close to the end. And the pretty girl never dies."

Jess felt her blush returning. "Becker…"

He cut her off, "We're here."

She craned around him to see what he was talking about. "Wow." They stood at the edge of grass clearing. Yellow daises littered the greenery like bright paint splatters on a canvas. "It's gorgeous."

Becker smiled. "I know. I thought you'd like it."

"Like it? I love it!" She enthused, her voice bubbling with happiness. "It looks just like a painting." She turned and flung herself into his arms without thinking. "Thank you for showing me this. It's amazing."

He caught her and held her close. "It was my pleasure," He smiled, resting his chin on top of her head. She fitted just perfectly. They stayed like that for a few minutes, just existing in the moment.

Jess pulled away first. "Becker, I have…" She trailed off, her eyes meeting his and words lost meaning. They were speaking without words, just with emotion. Space and time ceased to exist.

Becker held her gaze, silently questioning whether he should act on the impulse running wild in his mind. He gave into it. His lips met hers softly at first, giving her a chance to reject him, to run away and pretend it never happened. She didn't run away, she didn't reject him. Jess deepened the kiss until both of them pulled away, breathing hard. "Jess…"

She looked up at him with a doe eyed expression, as if she couldn't believe what had just happened. "Please tell me I am not dreaming."

"You're not dreaming Jess," Becker told her. "Unless we're both having the same dream."

"In that case, I don't ever want to wake up."

He blinked at her words. "Do you mean that?"

"Did you mean the kiss?" She countered, not wanting to answer that question just yet.

He hesitated before answering, "Yes."

"Then I meant it," She didn't hesitate, didn't look away from his eyes.

"Good," He relaxed, letting go of a breath he didn't know he was holding.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her laughing, as she turned and ran into the field. "And now you have to chase me."

"And why do I have to do that?" He followed her, letting her lead him this time.

"Because you have to catch me to kiss me," She declared, letting go of his hand and running into the field of daises.

He laughed, watching her run from him. He'd give her a head start then he'd catch her and never let her go.


(Technically it's the beginning but that's another story)

A/N: This was supposed to be much longer and better but time (and real life) will not allow it. I hope you liked the story and please, tell me what you think. Be critical please, I really do want to improve and that's the best way.

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