Lost in time 17 - Resolutions
Title: Resolutions
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Becker/Jess
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to ITV1. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time. The idea of the story as well as the story itself - including all possible pre- or sequels published afterwards - are mine.
Summary: This was a dream, it had to be. This wasn’t supposed to happen, not here, not to her, not like this. Yet, here she was, trapped in the Early Jurassic, surrounded by dinosaurs considering her as nothing but food.
Warnings: once again not beta-read
AN: Sorry this took me so long again. My life was pretty much turned upside down lately. Besides, this time last year my dad died all of a sudden and so for a couple of days I’ve been somehow feeling blue, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, I’ll keep trying to get better and update sooner. I hope you like the chapter and consider it worth the wait.
Hugs,
Caro
“This was definitely the most amazing experience I ever had,” Jess whispered, snuggling up closer against him. “I can’t believe we waited that long to finally do this.”
Becker chuckled, letting his hand gently run up and down her bare arm. “It was worth the wait, don’t you think?”
“Absolutely,” she affirmed. “Still I’d rather not wait that long before we repeat this.”
“Well, since your mother seems to be on our side, maybe we can convince her to grant us some alone-time again in the not too distant future,” he said, gently kissing her hair. “If not, maybe we can sneak out and get a motel room.”
She giggled at that. But she had to admit the thought was tempting. “Speaking of that, we should probably get up,” she mumbled with a sigh. “My parents won’t be gone forever.”
“And you have a problem with them finding us naked in your bed?” he asked, raising both his eyebrows at her in mocked disbelief.
“I don’t know, actually I’d love to see how you put your words into action and fight with my father,” she replied with a mischievous grin.
“Oh, really, Miss Parker?” he asked, his voice threatening, and whirled them around so that he was lying on top of her. “So you love to see me fight, yeah? Does that turn you on?”
God, she really wished she could come up with something witty to reply. Unfortunately, her brain had decided to switch off the moment his incredibly hot and still very naked body had pinned her down to her sheets.
“Becker…we…we…shouldn’t,” she stuttered, her eyes fluttering shut.
He leaned down to breathe in her ear, “You want me to stop?”
“I…we…oh, my God.”
He smiled triumphantly. Only one night - or well, one morning - and he already knew how to make all thoughts disappear from her mind.
“We…should…be…taking a shower,” Jess managed to pant - despite the fact that her body absolutely didn’t want him stop, she knew they had to.
He stopped, drawing a sound of complaint from her. Then he got up from the bed.
Jess sighed. Yeah, sure, they should take a shower and get ready before her parents returned, but…couldn’t he at least have finished this first?
Grinning lecherously, Becker grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.
“What are you doing?” she shrieked when he scooped her up in his arms.
“You suggested a shower,” he replied with a grin. “And I totally think that’s a great idea.”
Jess opened her mouth to tell him that sharing the shower hadn’t been what she’d wanted to imply, but reconsidered. She absolutely had no intention to complain about whatever he might have in mind doing in her shower.
“This way, we can save some time,” he whispered, when he set her to her feet and turned on the hot water. Grinning, he leaned down for another breath-taking kiss.
Jess moaned softly and closed her eyes. She wasn’t sure saving time was what she wanted to do right now.
Slowly kissing his way down her body, Becker smiled when she winced. He’d just found out that she was pretty ticklish - and he’d found out how arousing that could be.
Suddenly, they both jumped when they heard the doorbell.
“Crap,” Becker mumbled, getting up again. “You finish the shower. I take care of whoever dares interrupting this.”
“Leave them alive,” she called after him.
Grumbling something, Becker stomped towards Jess’s front door, picking up his trousers on the way and slipping them on. He pretty much ripped the door open ready to punch the delivery man or agent he expected - and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“Hey,” Abby greeted. “I…um…Is it inconvenient?”
“Well, um…no. Come in,” Becker replied, stepping aside so that Abby could enter.
“I just wanted to see how our favourite field coordinator was doing,” she replied, searching the living room, but finding it empty.
“Jess is…she’s taking a shower,” Becker explained.
Seeing his damp hair, Abby’s eyes widened. “Oh, my God, this is inconvenient. You know, I…I’ll just…come back later.”
“No, it’s okay,” Becker assured her, silently offering her to take a seat on the couch. “Jess’s parents will come back in a minute, anyway. And we probably shouldn’t be in the shower together when they do.”
Abby smirked and sat down on the large couch. “So, I guess this means she’s on the road to full recovery.”
“I am,” Jess answered instead, walking towards Abby to hug her friend. “Actually, I’m pretty great.”
“Yeah, I heard that,” Abby told her, grinning widely when Jess blushed.
“Can I get you anything?” Becker asked to change the topic. “Coffee?”
Abby nodded, and Becker disappeared in the kitchen.
“It’s really nice to see you,” Jess told her, basically to keep Abby from asking questions. “And it’s nice to know how much you all care about me.”
“Please, tell me you’re coming back to work soon,” Abby begged with a sigh. “Your replacement is…so… I swear, I’m going to kill him if I have to endure this any longer.”
“That bad, huh?” Jess asked. Somehow, it made her feel proud that obviously she really couldn’t be replaced that easily.
“Yesterday, he managed to lead us to Hillingdon in search for an anomaly that was in Croydon,” Abby told her, rolling her eyes. “He ‘somehow’ got the coordinates wrong.”
“Well, you certainly won’t have to bear this much longer,” Jess replied with a smile. “My physiotherapist says I’m doing great, so I hope I’ll be cleared to go back to work soon.”
“That’s wonderful,” Abby said, sighing with relief. “You really got us worried your foot might not heal as well as we were hoping.”
“Actually, it’s healing even better than I was hoping,” she told Abby with a wide grin, showing her foot that was no longer bandaged. “Besides, with all the care I get here, it’s only a matter of days till I’m gonna be my good old self again.”
Wrong topic!
Abby grinned mischievously. “Yeah, I bet someone is doing his best to make you feel as good as possible.”
“Yeah, Becker is a complete angel,” Jess replied, hoping to be able to change the topic back into another direction. “You see, he even makes coffee.”
“Oh, come on, don’t evade the topic,” Abby scolded, moving a little closer and lowering her voice. “What was it like?”
“I…well…” Jess stuttered, blushing a deep shade of red.
Abby frowned. “What? It wasn’t good?”
“It was perfect,” she whispered, and then sighed.
Abby grinned at the statement, but soon found herself frowning again when she noticed the rather sad expression on Jess’s face. “What’s wrong?”
Jess sighed once more. “This is…just too good to be true,” she answered in a low voice. “I mean, Becker is so…perfect. I… Every day I find myself falling more for him.”
Abby gave her a comforting smile. “But what’s wrong with perfect?”
“What’s wrong is that I’m…addicted to him,” she replied. “I really can’t find another word to describe how I feel. It’s like my whole existence only revolves around him.”
“You’re in love,” Abby stated with a smirk. “So I guess what you’re feeling is pretty normal.”
“But…what if this doesn’t work out?” Jess whispered.
Abby frowned. So this was the crux of the matter.
“If this doesn’t work and…we break up,” she added. “I don’t think I’m ever going to survive this.”
“Then we have to make this work,” she suddenly heard Becker’s deep voice behind her.
If only the ground could open and swallow her right away. If only they’d left her behind on the wrong side of the anomaly. This certainly couldn’t get any more embarrassing.
Handing each Abby and Jess a cup of coffee, Becker sat down next to the latter, gently taking her hand in his.
“I…I didn’t mean,” she started to mumble, but stopped when Becker squeezed her hand.
“You know, what I said to your father earlier,” Becker told her, locking eyes with her so that she could see he was telling the truth. “I meant it.”
“I know,” she assured him.
Frowning a little, Becker took the cup from her so that he could take both her hands in his. “I’m serious, Jess,” he told her. “I can very well imagine having a family with you one day.”
Her head shot up and she stared at him for a second, her eyes filling with tears. “Really?” she whispered.
“Really,” he affirmed, and as if to prove his words, he leaned forward to give her a soft, lingering kiss.
Jess sighed, and immediately melted into this kiss. He was saying all this in front of Abby, even kissing her in front of Abby. He didn’t mind kissing her in front of anyone. Yeah, maybe this really could work.
“I love you, Jess,” he whispered when he pulled back. “Don’t you ever forget about that!”
“This is certainly the sweetest thing I ever heard you say to anyone,” Abby commented.
“This is certainly the sweetest thing I ever said to anyone,” Becker replied, drawing his gaze from Jess to glare at Abby. “And I’m gonna push you through the next anomaly if you tell anyone.”
She couldn’t help but giggle.
“That reminds me of the fact that you still haven’t told us why you really came here,” Becker said, raising an eyebrow at the blonde. “It wasn’t just to check on Jess, was it?”
“Well, I…no, it wasn’t,” she affirmed. “You know, Connor and I have been thinking about…the current situation.”
Jess frowned. She wasn’t exactly sure she understood what the ‘current situation’ was supposed to be.
“You know, it’s been a great couple of months we spent here with you,” Abby assured her. “And we really enjoyed living with you, but…we both agreed that maybe it was time to…start looking for something on our own.”
“You mean you want to move out?” Jess asked.
“Yeah, we…started looking for our own apartment,” Abby said with a nod. “Don’t get me wrong, we would also love to stay with you, but…well, maybe you need the space more often in the future. I mean, this way, we wouldn’t have to stay at a hotel every time you have some…visitors.”
When she saw Abby glancing at Becker, she realized what this was about. They wanted to clear the path in for Becker.
“So…um…what do you say?” Abby asked when Jess didn’t react.
“Well, I… I think it’s sad that you move out,” she replied honestly. “But I understand why you want to do it. And I…I think it’s not the worst idea.”
“Good,” Abby said, sighing with relief and smiling at her friend. “I’m glad we agree on that. You know, we…we thought that once you’re back at your feet, maybe you could help us find something.”
“Sure,” Jess agreed happily. “I’m the master of finding fancy places.”
“Yeah, I had a feeling you’d say that,” Abby replied with a giggle.
They chatted for a few more minutes until they were interrupted by the door being opened.
“Oh, you have a guest,” Elisabeth stated when she spotted Abby in the living room. “Good thing we bought enough pasta.”
“I… Actually, I was about to go,” Abby told her. “I just wanted to make sure Jess is fine.”
“You know, it’s really nice to see how much you all care about her,” Elisabeth said with a warm smile.
Abby decided it was a good moment to bow out, but she had to promise Jess to come back with Connor the next day so that they could start looking for a new apartment.
“Can I help you with anything?” Jess asked when she realized her mother was starting to prepare lunch.
“No, thanks, honey,” Elisabeth put her off. “You go and rest a little. Your father can help me. This way, he won’t get out of practice.”
Henry grumbled something, but resigned to his fate.
Giggling softly, Jess sat back down on the couch, snuggling up to Becker again, who happily put an arm around her.
“Are you sad that Connor and Abby move out?” he asked carefully.
“I don’t know,” Jess replied. “I mean, of course, I’m sad, but…I also think it’s…a good idea. I mean…well…you’ve spent quite some time here lately and I really hope this won’t change anytime soon…so…”
“Well, your place is much bigger than mine and much more comfortable,” he said with a chuckle. “Besides, the company is much more pleasant.”
Her head shot up and she eyed him up. “You got company in your apartment?”
“Yeah, a bunch of spiders and ants,” he replied, kissing the top of her nose. “No need to be jealous. Besides, I’m more keen on being here with you.”
“Good,” she mumbled. “This means there’ll be the time when I can dare ask you to move in here with me.”
“Most definitely, sweetness,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head again.
She smiled. There was the nickname again. Her whole life long, Jess had hated it if people referred to her as sweet. She wanted to be respected, not sweet. Sweet was equivalent to ridiculous.
But she could absolutely get used to Becker calling her sweetness. Which reminded her that he had allowed her to come up with a nickname for him.
“I’m glad to hear that, Lionheart,” she replied with a devious grin.
“What was that?” he wanted to know.
“What was what?” Jess asked innocently.
Becker frowned at her. “What did you just call me?”
“Lionheart,” she repeated with a giggle. Seeing the frown on his face become deeper, she added, “You have the heart of a lion, don’t deny that. You’re probably the bravest man I ever met and you would risk your life for the people you care about without even blinking. You risked your life for me.”
He grimaced, but wrapped his arms around her nonetheless. “I still think you should try to come up with another nickname,” he stated, even though he couldn’t help but smile at her choice.