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Title: Blackmail
Author: little_profiler
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: Written for the just_kiss_her prompt “Jess couldn't believe her luck when she comes to her car at the end of the hard day to find that it won't turn on... at all. With the rest of the team already gone, Jess knows she is stranded for the night... that is until a certain Captain Becker walks into the car park. Motorcycle helmet in hand.
Virtual cookies goes to the writer who manages Becker demanding a kiss from Jess before he takes her home (his or hers I don't mind! :P) “ by oaremylife.
Warnings: not beta-read
Author notes: I know I’m two weeks behind. But hey, this was difficult. ;)

“Hey,” she heard a familiar voice say behind her. She swore silently. The last thing she needed was him mocking her because of her car again.

“Hey,” she mumbled.

Jacking up his motorbike again, Becker smirked at her. “Need a lift?”

Jess sighed. Under normal circumstances, she’d never declined the offer. There was just no way she would grant him the triumph of needing a lift home because her car had broken down. She’d ask someone else – or take a taxi.

The problem was that with the phone system still out of order and Becker and her really being the only two persons still in the building there just was no other way – unless she wanted to walk the five miles home in the middle of the night or spend the night at the ARC.

“I’m afraid so,” she finally mumbled.

“Well, too bad, isn’t it?” he said with a grin.

Jess glared at him.

The grin on his face grew wider. “You know, I happen to have an extra helmet…”

Her eyes narrowed. There was a snag to it. She knew there was. “And?” she pressed him suspiciously.

“I might just give it to you,” he said with a shrug.

Snorting slightly, Jess crossed her arms in front of her chest. “But you won’t,” she stated.

“Hm… I don’t know,” Becker said, seemingly weighing his options. “I mean, you’ve been complaining about my motorbike and how this wasn’t a proper way of transport all the time so… Maybe you don’t even want me to give you a ride.”

He looked around the empty car park. “On the other hand, you don’t seem to have much of a choice – and I can’t leave a pretty woman all to herself here.”

“Okay, what is it you want?” Jess asked. She knew he was going to blackmail her for taking her home. Maybe a glimpse into someone’s file – or some of the CCTV footage to see if he could find anything speaking against Matt again. He’d tried that before.

“A kiss,” he burst out before he could even think about his words.

Jess’ eyes almost popped out of her head. That was new. And it was… strange. This wasn’t Becker speaking.

Eying him up, Jess asked, “Have you drunk anything?”

He blinked at her. “No,” he assured her. “Don’t drink and drive, all the way.”

“Uh huh,” she mumbled, looking back at her broken car. Had he really just asked her to kiss him so he gave her a ride home?! It surely just was because he thought she’d never dare. Or maybe he just wanted to play with her.

“It’s not fair, you know,” she mumbled.

Becker frowned. “What?” he asked carefully.

Jess snorted again. “You know how I’m feeling about you,” she said, turning farther away from him. “There’s certainly no way I could be any more obvious, is there? So it’s really not fair for you to ask me to kiss you if you don’t really mean it.”


Climbing off his bike, Becker stepped in front of her, making her look at him again. Searching her eyes with his, he tried to let his guard down and show her how he was feeling.

“Kiss me, Jess,” he whispered. “Kiss me, and I’ll drive you home.”

“What, now you’re pulling the ‘my place or yours’-thing on me?” she snarled. “I honestly expected more from you. I never thought you’d be so crude in asking…”

She was interrupted by his lips gently pressing against hers.


( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 18th, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)
Gah! *Bangs their heads together* There's this fun little word, 'communication', really, they need to try it occasionally!
Aug. 21st, 2011 04:11 pm (UTC)
Yeah, well, but then again communication is overrated, isn't it?! Besides, Becker found a nicer way to use their lips... *winks*
Aug. 18th, 2011 09:16 pm (UTC)
This was just AMAZING!!!! So much love!! So much love definitely deserves that cookie!

*hands it over through the magic of the internet
Aug. 21st, 2011 04:13 pm (UTC)
*nibbles cookie*

Thanks so much! Glad you liked it. Totally snagged that amazing icon! *grins*
Aug. 18th, 2011 11:11 pm (UTC)
*sighs happily*
Awww! That was so sweet and funny. I loved how he tried to let his guard down and how she completely misinterpreted it as him teasing her about her feelings for him.
And the kiss was so cute! I love interrupting kisses lol
Aug. 21st, 2011 04:15 pm (UTC)
Yep, interrupting kisses totally are the best, aren't they?! And they so should get a chance to do it on the show! Damn, I need a sixth season...

Of course, I couldn't just make her believe him right away - not when she's been in love with him for so long and he just kept running away...
Aug. 19th, 2011 08:19 pm (UTC)
This was BEYOND the cutest thing I´ve ever read! LOVED it to bits. *Squees and jumps for joy*.
Aug. 21st, 2011 04:16 pm (UTC)
Awww... *hugs* Thank you so much! Glad you liked it.

They just deserve cuteness. All the time. Sometimes with angst, but always with some cuteness. ;D
Aug. 22nd, 2011 07:24 am (UTC)
This was so perfect.
Aug. 23rd, 2011 06:44 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you so much! So glad you liked it. :)

BTW, where do I know the tattoo on your icon from?

Edited at 2011-08-23 06:45 pm (UTC)
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