DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING
A/N: I'M WRITING THIS BECAUSE I'M SURPRISED IN THE LACK OF BECKER/JESS BABY FICS. THERE ARE LOADS OF BABY FICS WITH ABBY/CONNER IN THEM BUT VERY FEW BABY FICS WITH BECKER/JESS AS THE PARENTS TO BE. I'M NOT SURE IF THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S NOT A POPULAR IDEA OR NOT BUT I'VE DECIDED TO WRITE IT ANYWAY. IF ALL GOES TO PLAN AND PEOPLE LIKE THIS FIC THEN IT SHOULD BECOME A MULTI CHAPTER FIC. THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS ARE ABOUT JESS AND BECKER BEFORE A BABY IS ADDED INTO THE EQUATION . ENJOY.
As Jess walked to her car in the pitch dark her heart was still thudding frantically within her chest. Her body was shaking with the adrenaline flowing through her veins and her breathing was still slightly hitched. She was quite surprised that she could walk at all, given all she had been through in the last hour . Her ankles were threatening with each passing second to give way underneath her, and suddenly her heels looked far too thin to hold her weight. Perhaps she should consider getting some more sensible shoes, but it wasn't as if she was on the frontline often so she couldn't really see the point in that. She had always wondered what it was like being on the field and today she had found out, she hadn't liked it one bit . She can still envisage the disappointment etched into Becker's face for not following his orders. However if she had followed his orders and had left him in the room with the bomb then where would they be? He'd be dead, the team would be a man down and she'd be left to drown in her own sorrow. She doesn't know what she'd have done if Becker had died in that loved him, be that Becker himself seemed completely unaware of that fact, she truly loved him. She doesn't know when she began to love him, it was still an utter surprise to herself. That's why she hadn't wanted to leave him in that room. It was because she hadn't wanted to live in a world without him, not that she'd ever tell him that.
She can still remember the times where she had thought he had been an ignorant pig but much to her horror she had started to find that particular thing about him attractive. Yes, she decided, he is an absolute ignorant pig at times but he can be a real sweetie pie at times too. It was just little things that he sometimes did that convinced her that there was more to the usually stony faced man. For example he'd buy her chocolate after each field mission he went out on, of course without orange. There were the times where he told her that she was brilliant, and in those moments she had believed him. However today she hadn't been brilliant, she had been irrational in her decisions and incredibly foolish. She just hoped he didn't treat her differently now. Becker was after all known for holding grudges against people. She wouldn't be able to stand that, their friendship ruined over something so stupid.
There were the times where she'd catch him staring at her so intensely that it made he blood boil. Whenever he looked at her it felt as if she was the only person in the room that mattered. She sighed heavily, wishing that he knew how flustered he made her feel. He'd probably only laugh though if he found out, after all she was just the naïve technician, the woman behind the desk, a little girl. In comparison Becker was a hero, saving hundreds of lives without even asking for a thank you. There was also the age gap between them, Becker was older than her not only in his age but his maturity. She herself still had a lot of growing up to do, today had only proven that further.
She clutched her handbag to herself so tightly that it pinched the skin beneath her clothes and nibbled lightly on her lip. Why couldn't life just be simple? She willed her feelings for Becker to go away but as hard as she wished it seemed that seeing him in danger had only deepened her love for him. It hadn't helped that he had just hugged her. She was able to keep he emotions under control normally, but that was when she was sat at the at her desk and he was looking at her from a safe distance. Today he had hugged her, a real, genuine, warm embrace that she had gladly sank into but then all too soon he had pulled away. She closed her eyes and shook her head, a faint blush rising up her cheeks. Get a grip Jess her inner voice snapped.
" You shouldn't have you know." Becker's voice whispered from behind her so unexpectantly that she jumped and almost tottered backwards in her heels. She felt strong arms grab her, pulling her back to safety. She inwardly cringed at what his voice did to her. She was practically melting into a puddle right in front of him. " Are you ok?" He asked, a small frown knitted into his brow. She nodded, unable to mutter a single coherent word. " Good." A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips. Oh how she wished that she could just snog him right here and now. He reached up and brushed her fringe from her eyes and placed a hand on the small of her back, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. He must have felt it because his eyes widened slightly, but it could have just been her imagination.
She gawped at him, mouth fallen slack. Come on Jess, do something, say anything, anything at all. She swallowed down hard before finally conjuring up with something she could say, "What did you mean I shouldn't have?" She winced at how choked up her voice sounded, not a good start Jess she scolded herself.
" Stayed with me. You could have gotten yourself killed." If it was even possible Becker seemed to move closer to her, " I couldn't stand it if I lost you." He breathed out into her hair and nuzzled her slightly. Oh my, Becker was nuzzling her, what was she supposed to do? What the hell was she supposed to do?
" So would you rather have had me leave you for dead?" She asked sadly.
" Your life is more valuable than mine." He stated simply, an icy edge stained his words.
Jess's heart skipped a beat. Did he really think that? That wasn't true at all, "Yes but I wouldn't have been able to live on without you." Gosh had she really just said that out loud? She was in it big time now. She studied his face, watching as several emotions passed across it. She saw shock, angst and a slight amount of humour.
She pouted, " What's so funny? " She questioned him.
He shook his head and reached out for her hand, " You're Brilliant, you know that Jess." He told her sincerely, squeezing her hand slightly.
She smirked, " I might have been told that once or twice." She retorted in an almost flirtatious tone. Gosh she was getting brave, tone it down Jess, keep your cool. However keeping her cool around Becker was becoming increasingly more difficult considering his hands were creeping further and further down her body.
" Yes well you are, and you're beautiful as well." He grinned at her cheekily, leaning in even closer. His nose was practically brushing against her own now. This was definatly past a friendly hug, this felt far more intimate and special. No, she was probaly only seeing what she wanted to see. He surely couldn't feel the same way about her as she felt about him, could he?
" Two compliments in one day Captain. You better be careful, your men will think you're going soft." She said a little breathlessly, patting him playfully on the chest.
He raised his left eyebrow and chuckled softly, " Captain?" He quizzed. " Since when did you start addressing me by my title? If I didn't know you better I'd say you're getting rather kinky with me Jess." His tone was humorous but there was a slither of curiosity within it as well.
She immediately felt her cheeks ignite with embarrassment, " Certainly not." She protested.
He placed a cool finger on his lips and shushed her, " You're distracting me. I'm in the middle of telling you something important." He practically growled at her.
" And what would that be?" She asked innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.
" I …" His chest heaved up and down and his lips pursed together. " I…" He tried again but he still seemed completely lost for words. What was he trying to tell her? She hadn't ever seen him this … worried. Yes, worried was the accurate word for how he looked. It looked as if he was scared of saying the wrong thing, as if he was surveying how she'd react to his words. " Oh, to hell with it." she heard him mumble. The next thing she knew his lips were working against hers, softly at first but then they became frantic, searching for a response. She realised that she had been so shocked by him kissing her that she had simply frozen, almost forgetting to breath at the same time. She felt him starting to pull away, disappointment gleamed in his eyes. That was it, she had to do something. She had dreamed about this moment for months and she wasn't about to let it go. She grabbed hold of his shirt and began kissing him back, passion raging through her soul. An almost animalistic whimper escaped Becker's throat and for a moment their lips battled for dominance, but she eventually let him take over, enjoying the way his lips pushed against her own forcefully. She reached up and ran her hand through his black hair experimentally and let out a small gasp as she felt how silky it was. She couldn't believe this was happening, not to her. This was like a romantic chick flick except with her as the main character and Becker as the leading man. She laughed inwardly at that thought and couldn't help but smile through the kiss. Pulling back from the kiss to catch her breath she instantly knew what Becker had been trying to tell her.
She leant her head on his shoulder and kissed the base of his neck lightly, " I love you too." She admitted, her heart swelling with joy as she finally said the words she had so longed to say out loud.
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