Title: Tender Loving Care
Description: Jess had her wisdom teeth pulled, Becker takes care of her.
Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval or the characters.
Author's Note: For Cengiz, who gave me the idea: Becker/Jess pre-couple
TLC: Tender Loving Care, Part One
Becker was worried about Jess. She'd been acting strange. She was nervous, almost like something was bothering her. She'd been uncharacteristically quiet. She didn't babble like normal or hum annoyingly chipper pop songs.
It was depressing. He hoped something wasn't seriously wrong. So, he made a special trip to Ops to check on her. He swaggered to the ADD, readying several witty comments.
Then he stopped dead in his tracks.
"You're not Jess."
Epstein smiled. "No, Captain. I'll be sure to tell Miss Parker you know the difference between us. She'll be pleased."
"Where is she?"
"I don't know. Lester told me to take over the ADD for the rest of the day."
Becker stared. Then he dashed to Lester's office.
"Where is she?" he demanded, bursting in.
"By all means, don't bother knocking, just come on in," said Lester.
"Where is Jess?"
Lester rolled his eyes. "Calm down, Becker, she's fine."
"Why isn't she here?"
"She had an engagement."
"What? Where? With who?"
"It's a private matter. I don't have the right to tell you."
"Why didn't she tell me she'd be gone?"
"That, Captain, you'll have to take up with her when she returns. Hopefully, in a week, or so."
"What!" he screamed. "She's going to be gone that long, and didn't tell me?"
Lester winced. "Do you mind not shouting questions at me? If you want information, might I suggest that you ask her room mates? Although, only Connor is currently here."
"Why isn't Abby here? Is she with Jess?"
Lester rolled his eyes. "Are you not listening to me? I don't know. What I do know, I will not tell you. I do have other matters to attend to, besides the whereabouts of our field coordinator."
Becker stormed out of Lester's office, and burst into Connor's lab. Connor dropped the equipment he had been holding.
"Uh, hi ya, Becker," he said shakily.
"What's going on? Where's Jess? Why isn't Abby here?"
"She'll be back, as soon as Jess is back home."
"Back from where?" asked Becker, approaching Connor with a menacing look.
"I told Jess this would happen. I told her you'd react like a lunatic, but did she believe me? No."
"Calm down, Mate! It's just her wisdom teeth!"
"Jess had several wisdom teeth pulled. That's all. There's no danger. She doesn't need rescuing, so chill. She's at the oral surgeon and can't drive home, so, Abby's waiting for her. Jess will be medicated, punchy and out of it. Plus, her mouth will be swollen for days."
"Yeah. You've never had it done? Lucky."
"No, I had my wisdom teeth pulled. It wasn't fun. I don't remember much, but pain. What I meant, was that's really why she's gone? Why didn't she tell me? "
Connor shrugged. "You know Jess. She didn't want to make a big deal. She figures you have more important things to worry about, you know, like dinosaurs."
Becker frowned. "She should have told me."
"Sorry. Actually, I agree with you. Anyway, that's what's going on. Jess is fine, it's just minor surgery."
"Minor surgery, is still surgery, Connor. She's going to be drugged, and operated on. Things could go wrong."
Connor stared at him. "I'm beginning to understand why she didn't tell you. Jeez, Becker, panic why don't you."
He scowled at him. "Wait, you said Abby was coming back. She's not staying with Jess?"
"No. Jess is just going to be sleeping."
"Connor, she'll be vulnerable. She shouldn't be alone."
Connor smiled. "Dude, you're over-reacting a bit."
Becker frowned. "Is Jess out of the dentist yet?" he asked impatiently.
"Dunno. Oh. There's my phone. It's from Abs. Perfect timing, Action Man. Jess is home. Abby's on her way here."
"Then I'm on my way to Jess," said Becker, storming back out.
Connor smiled, and dialed his phone.
"Hey, Abby. Got your message," he said. He laughed.
"Looks like I owe you twenty bucks," he continued. "Yeah, Becker's on his way over to our flat."
Connor chuckled. "No, I don't think Lester will go nuts. Why? Because I owe him twenty bucks too."
Becker walked into Jess' flat. He had a key for emergencies, but this probably wasn't what Jess had envisioned when she gave it to him.
He was agitated, and really needed to see her safe and sound. The quiet of the flat reminded him that she was probably asleep. He moved stealthily toward her room. The door was slightly open so he peaked inside.
He sighed in relief. There she was, safe in her bed. He smiled. He pushed the door open to make sure she was fine.
She lay toward the door, and he could clearly she her mouth and jaw were swollen. He frowned. She must be in a lot of pain and discomfort. Abby had left Jess' mobile on the table by her bed, along with a glass of water and several pill bottles.
He picked up the bottles, to read how often she needed to take them. Unfortunately, the pills shook, waking Jess up.
"Ut?" she cried, lifting her head. She was disoriented.
"Sorry, Jess. I didn't mean to wake you."
Jess stared at him for a few seconds until it sank in who he was, and where they were. "Eckuh?"
Becker smiled. "Yeah, It's me, Becker."
"Ut oo oing ere?"
He laughed again. "What am I doing here?"
"I was worried. When I finally found out why you were gone, I came right over. You shouldn't be alone."
"S' OK. Seepy. O ack ARC," she said, and just like that she was asleep.
He chuckled. Then he made a face. She was drooling, and to his alarm, the drool was red. He fought the panic, instead, he grabbed tissues, and gently wiped her chin.
"Jess," he whispered. "Are you OK? Are you bleeding?"
She shook her head. She was out of it, but could still hear him.
He frowned. This was why he didn't want her alone. It was probably just excess blood, but what if it wasn't? What if something was wrong, and she didn't even know?
He kept gently wiping the drool, and tried to see into her mouth. He tried to gently pull her lips and nudge her teeth so he could make sure her mouth was fine, but she whined, and whimpered, and swatted him away. Finally, he gave up, but kept watching her. After about twenty minutes, to his relief the drool was less red.
He sighed. "You had me worried, " he whispered. He chuckled, and lightly stroked her hair.
"Orry, Eckuh," she mumbled.
He laughed softly. "I'm not leaving you," he whispered.
He smiled. He knew he could sit in the living room, even bring a dining chair in here, but instead, he was content to sit on the floor near her bed, looking at her.
"You're even adorable swollen and puffy," he whispered.
A gentle smile tried to appear on her face.
End of Chapter One