A/N: Well, here you go, the last chapter. Not really an in between since it takes place after the last episode, but I just wanted this extra bit for them. This chapter has some more romance, so hope it comes out alright.
Hope you all enjoy it

The team returned after recovering the passengers from the train, praying their hectic day was finally at an end. They met up with Jess in the hub, everyone exhausted but happy.

"We need to celebrate," Connor said suddenly, looking at the group. "Drinks?"

"I think we deserve some drinks," Matt agreed after a few seconds. Emily nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Abby nodded too, looking to Jess and Becker. "Guys?"

"I really should stay," Jess said. "There's still a lot of clean up to be done out there, and in here."

"Someone else can take over," Becker argued. He looked around the hub before his eyes fell on a back up coordinator. Everyone watched as the soldier crossed the room, talking briefly to the man and then heading back to the group. "Let's get out of here," he said, grinning.

"But what about Lester?" Jess said, still feeling bad about leaving her post.

"I'm fine, Miss Parker," he said, appearing in the doorway of his office. "I've secured transportation home, where I will enjoy a large glass of whiskey before sleeping for the next week. You all have the night off, now get out of here."

Everyone laughed, Becker grabbing Jess' hand to lead her away from the ADD. They headed for the car park, discussing where to go. Once by the vehicles, Matt laughed suddenly, startling everyone. "Guess we need to get Becker a new truck," he said.

When Jess looked at everyone, confused, Becker explained what had happened to his, glaring at Matt the entire time. She offered to drive him, following Matt and Emily and Connor and Abby in their vehicles.

They met up at a nearby pub, settling into a large booth at the back and ordering a round of drinks. They all sat quietly for a few moments, enjoying the chance to finally relax. Connor stood suddenly, clearing his throat to get the groups attention.

"We have an announcement to make," he declared with a grin.

"Now, Connor?" Abby questioned, blushing.

"Why not?" He asked back, barely holding back his excitement.

Seeing the joy on his face, she conceded. "Go ahead."

Connor grinned widely before speaking. "We're engaged!"

The team all cheered, giving their congratulations. Jess jumped up, hugging them both.

"That's wonderful. Oh, we need champagne," she stated. She ran to the bar and ordered a bottle.

The waitress brought it over a minute later along with several glasses. Everyone toasted the couple, who beamed and thanked them all.

"Jess?" Abby called over the noise of the bar. Once the coordinator looked over, she continued. "I'm going to need a maid of honor," she said with a grin.

Jess squealed with delight and jumped out of her seat to hug Abby again.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"I'd love to! Thank you, Abby."

Abby nodded before turning to Emily. "Would you be my bridesmaid?"

"I'd be honored, thank you."

Connor cleared his throat and looked at the two other men at the table. "I don't really know how these things work, but I'd be honored to have you both stand up with me."

Becker and Matt looked at each other for a moment in surprise. Becker simply nodded, as Matt spoke.

"Someone's got to keep you out of trouble, mate" he teased.

"Thanks. Now, that's settled, let's drink," he called, raising his glass.

They drank and chatted for another hour, before the day began to catch up to them all.

"I think we'll call it a night," Matt stated, glancing to Emily for confirmation.

She nodded. "I agree." They congratulated Abby and Connor again, before tossing some money on the table and saying goodnight to everyone.

"You ready to go, Abby?" Connor asked. She nodded and they stood as well. "You coming too, Jess?"

"Oh, um, not yet. I'll finish my drink first," she answered. Then she remembered she had given Becker a ride. "If that's okay?"

"Fine with me." He gestured to his own half full glass.

"Okay, see you later," Abby called, hugging her friend again. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she whispered, glancing at Becker.

Jess blushed, and looked away. "Abby!"

Abby just laughed and walked away.

"What was that about?"

Jess blushed and focused on her drink. "Nothing," she muttered.


"She's just being a pain."

"Been spending too much time with Temple," he joked.


They fell silent for a moment, enjoying their drinks.

"So," Becker started after a few minutes. "Why don't you want to go home?"

Jess looked at him in surprise for a moment, wondering how he figured her out. "They just got engaged, they deserve some time alone," she finally explained.

Becker nodded, before speaking. "You can't stay at the pub all night, Jess. You'll have to go home eventually."

"I was going to get a hotel room for the night."

"That's ridiculous, Jess."

Jess glared at him. "I'm not going to interrupt their evening, and as you stated, I'm not going to stay here all night. What would you have me do?"

"Come to my place," Becker blurted without thinking.

Jess stared at him in shock. "What?"

Becker cleared his throat and spoke quickly. "I have plenty of room, there's no reason you can't stay at my place. I'll sleep on the couch, you take my bed," he clarified.

Jess argued with herself for a moment, the idea of spending the night at Becker's exciting and a little scary. "I couldn't take your bed Becker," she said finally. "Your couch is fine."

"Jess, you're not sleeping on my couch."

"Yes, I am."


"Yes." Jess giggled suddenly at the silliness of their argument.

They both stood, Becker tossing some more money on the table. "You're not sleeping on the couch," he argued.

"Yes, I am."

They argued back and forth the entire ride back to his flat. "No, and that's final," Becker stated as he opened the door.

Jess forgot their argument for a moment as she looked around. "Nice place."

Becker simply nodded, heading to the kitchen. "Can I get you anything?"

"Water's fine, thanks." She headed to the living room and looked around. "Okay, there is no way I'm letting you sleep here, Becker. This couch is way too small for you."

"Jess, it's fine, really. Believe me; I've slept in worse places." He handed her a glass of water and sat down.

"I'm not going to win this, am I?" she finally conceded.


"Fine. But when you wake up with a sore back, don't complain to me."

"I'll be fine. So, let me show you my room."

Jess blushed and looked away to try and hide it. She stood and followed Becker down the hall, trying to control the direction of her thoughts. She paused in the doorway as he walked across the room to turn on a light.

Becker turned slowly, trying to hide the emotions from his face. He was frustrated with himself for letting the idea of Jess in his bed bother him so much. "So, this is it."

"It's nice."

They stood awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to say, before Jess spoke again. "Oh, shoot."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't have anything to sleep in."

"You can borrow a shirt," he offered. He walked to his closet and pulled one out, handing it to her while grabbing something for himself to sleep in. "Here you go."

Jess took it with a smile, and then looked at him expectantly.

"Something wrong?"

"Privacy?" Jess said with a grin. "Unless you want to watch?" she teased, and then looked down, shocked at her boldness.

"Oh. Sorry! Uh, I'll just go get the couch ready." He turned and left the room hastily.

Jess changed, then went back to join Becker. She froze in the hall, staring at him. He'd removed his uniform, and was only wearing a pair of dark cotton pants. Feeling guilty for ogling him, Jess cleared her throat and entered the room.

Becker turned, and froze as he took in Jess, wearing nothing but his shirt. Feeling playful, Jess grinned and twirled, showing off her look. "You like it?"

Becker just nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He sat on the couch and reached for his drink so he could look away from her and compose himself. They sat in silence for a few moments before Jess spoke again.

"Thanks, Becker. I'm glad I don't have to be alone," she said as she sat in a chair across from him. She was looking at her hands, folded in her lap.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Becker got up, and sat beside her on the chair.

"Yes. It was just so scary, those creatures, Lester getting hurt," she said quietly. She smiled when he put an arm around her, and pulled her against him.

"You did great today, Jessica. And I'm so glad you're alright."

"Me too," she said, then laughed lightly. "I mean, I'm happy you came back safe. All of you. I get so worried when you're out there."

"It's our job, Jess."

"I know, but I'll still worry about you every time you're out there doing it," she admitted.

"I know." He leaned over and pressed a light kiss to the top of her head.

Jess smiled, looking up at him. Becker grinned, leaning back down to kiss her again, letting his hands move up to tangle in her hair, holding her against him. He deepened the kiss, running his tongue along her bottom lip, seeking entrance.

Jess whimpered, and reached up to wrap her hands around his neck, holding him in place. Becker took the hint, and brought his arms down to wrap around her waist, pulling her tighter against him.

After several minutes, Becker forced himself to pull away, but didn't release his hold on her. Jess stared up at him, breathing heavily.

"I should have invited you over a long time ago," Becker said after several seconds, grinning down at her.

"Yes, you should have," Jess agreed, teasing him.

"Oh, shut up," he said, glaring at her.

"Make me," she challenged.

Becker grinned, and pulled her into another kiss. It quickly turned more passionate, and before he realized what was happening, Jess had somehow moved to his lap, and was straddling him as they embraced. She pulled back after several moments, and they both gasped for air. "Well, that was an effective way to silence me," she said with a giggle.

"I'll have to remember that for next time," Becker said with a smirk.

"Next time?" Jess questioned, not wanting to seem too eager and scare him away.

"You do want a next time, don't you?" he asked, suddenly feeling nervous about pushing her too fast.

Jess couldn't help it, she laughed when she saw his face. "Really, Becker? Look at where I'm sitting. Why would you possibly be worried?"

Becker took in their position, and couldn't help but laugh as well. "Good point. Shutting up now." He pulled her back to him and kissed her lightly. He forced himself to pull away after only a few seconds.

"Becker?" Jess questioned as he suddenly halted their kissing.

"We should stop, Jess."

"What? Why?"

He took a deep breath before answering. "Because, if I don't stop now, I'm not going to be able to at all."

"Oh," Jess stated as she understood what he was saying. She paused for a moment, thinking about everything that had happened.

Becker sat still, breathing slowly and trying to get himself under control. He watched Jess, knowing she was deep in thought and not wanting to interrupt her. He was about to speak again when she beat him to it.

"And what if I don't want you to stop?" she asked quietly, not meeting his eyes.

"Jess, we don't have-" he started, preparing to tell her he wasn't going to rush things. He was cut off by her pressing her mouth to his. He lost his train of thought as she ran her tongue along his lower lip and moaned.

She pulled away after a moment, and grinned at him. "I know. I want to, Becker, I want you."

"Are you sure?" He questioned, knowing he wouldn't be able to stop if they kept up much longer, and not wanting to.

"Take me to bed, Becker," she demanded.

"Yes ma'am." Becker chuckled, standing and carrying Jess to his room.

Well, there you go. Hope you've all enjoyed my story. Thanks for sticking with me, and for all the great encouragement.
I actually wrote another version of this chapter, but it would change the story to a definite M rating. I wanted to keep the rating, so I toned it down and cut out that part. I have that chapter saved, I'm debating posting it as a separate one shot.

Thank you all again!