Rating: T (just in case because of the mentioned violence)
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: Written for the just_kiss_her vanilla kink meme. The prompt was “Somehow they're in a situation where they fall asleep together (such as the stakeout scene in 4.06), and Jess hears Becker say her name in his sleep.” by dreamer_98.
Warnings: not beta-read, mild spoilers for episode 5.06.
Author notes: Oh, yeah, this gave me such a nice angsty image of broken Becker – and I couldn’t resist, again. I’m addicted… *bawls*
Jess woke up when Becker stirred next to her. She reluctantly opened her eyes, and then froze. Her head was lying on his shoulder. Somehow, during their sleep, they must have moved closer together – or more likely, she had moved closer to him.
Carefully rising from her rather comfortable position, Jess looked around the room. Apparently, the others had left them alone. She swore silently. This had certainly been Abby’s idea. Why on earth had she let herself in for that, anyway?
This whole creature incursion Abby had heard of had probably been a hoax. They had waited here for nothing – or, well, for Jess and Becker to fall asleep to sneak out on them.
Sighing, Jess decided to wake Becker up, tell him what had happened and then head home. She would give Abby a piece of her mind about this later.
“Jess,” she suddenly heard a familiar voice say behind her.
Turning around she opened her mouth to tell Becker what had happened, but she stopped in the middle of the movement. His eyes were still closed, so he probably was still asleep. Apparently, he was talking in his sleep. And he had said her name.
Was he actually dreaming about her?
No, she’d certainly heard him wrong. There was no way Becker would dream about her. She simply wasn’t the kind of girl men dreamt about – especially not men like him.
“Jess,” he said again, louder and more clearly this time. He was tossing and turning. Sweat was forming on his forehead.
Great. He was having a nightmare about her. Yeah, what else?!
“Jess,” he mumbled again, his voice sounding distraught and hurt.
Her heart cramped at the sound. So, he was having a nightmare and somehow it had to do with her – but she certainly wasn’t the cause of it, or was she? It didn’t matter, she would wake him up now.
“Jess, no,” he almost shouted, flailing in his sleep as if he was fighting someone – or given their job more likely something.
She grabbed his shoulders, shaking him gently. “Becker,” she said calmly. “Becker, wake up!”
It didn’t help. He almost hit her in his sleep.
Jess shook him again, harder this time. “Becker,” she called out again. “Come on, wake up!”
He opened his eyes, staring at her for a second, his eyes filled with hurt and confusion. Then he ran a hand over his face, wiping away the drops of sweat in the movement.
“The others are gone,” she told him.
Becker frowned, looking around the empty apartment they had chosen for their stake out. “Why didn’t they wake us up if they saw the creature?” He reached for his earpiece, realising that it was gone.
“Yeah, well, somehow I doubt there was a creature in the first place,” Jess mumbled.
Becker just nodded, running a hand through his hair. There was an awkward silence spreading between them. Becker was still caught somewhere between the terrifying images of his nightmare and reality.
“You were dreaming,” she said to break the silence. Well done, Jess, awesome way to start a conversation!
“Yeah,” he simply said, not sure how much of his nightmare she had actually witnessed.
“You… You said my name,” Jess mumbled, looking down to hide the fact that she was blushing again. She didn’t mean to question him about it, but he had sounded so broken – and she desperately wanted to fix this.
Becker sighed, and remained silent for a moment.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s just that…”
“No, it’s okay,” he said, interrupting her. “I just… You know, after… Sarah died I kept having nightmares about it. I… I saw her being mauled by the predators so many times.”
Jess bit her lip, carefully reaching out to put a comforting hand on his arm.
Much to her surprise, he didn’t remove her hand, but instead took it in his. “Eventually, it got better and I stopped dreaming about it. But after what happened to you and Lester, the nightmares returned.”
She nodded in understanding, shivering slightly. He wasn’t the only one having nightmares about this day.
Becker squeezed her hand, causing her to look at him. Searching her eyes with his, he continued, “But I don’t see Sarah anymore, I see you. It’s always you and I… can’t do anything to stop them from…”
Jess silenced him by putting a finger over his mouth. “But I’m here,” she whispered. “I’m fine, and so is Lester. I know it doesn’t help much with the nightmares, but… It’s good to know they’re just that. Dreams.”
He nodded again, squeezing her hand gently. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to… cast my cares on you.”
“You can cast anything on me whenever you need to,” she replied, and then blushed. That certainly sounded stupid.
Becker couldn’t help but smile when he saw her blush, and suddenly he realised how good it felt to be near her, especially after the nightmare he’d just had. I just wished the dreams would finally stop, he thought.
“I know what you mean,” Jess whispered.
Becker blinked at her. He hadn’t realised he’d actually said the words out loud.
Seeing the hurt in his eyes again, Jess leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He froze for a moment in response to the sudden contact. Then he sighed with relief, wrapping both his arms around her middle to pull her close. He took in the scent of her and closed his eyes. Yeah, she was alive. It had just been a bad dream.
They held each other for what seemed like an eternity, just relishing the feeling of warmth and closeness.
“You know, I always feel much safer when you’re around,” Jess finally whispered, hoping that it meant something to him.
Becker pulled her a little tighter, as the sudden urge to protect her for the rest of his life washed over him again. He had sworn himself not to ever let anything happen to her a long time ago. The incident had made him fear that he couldn’t. But the fact that she felt safe with him made him realise that he had to try nonetheless.
“Come on,” he mumbled into her ear. “Let’s go home and find a more comfortable place to sleep.”
She nodded, and reluctantly let go of him. She couldn’t help but wonder if his words maybe implied going home together.