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Would you be there to show me where to go

Title: Would you be there to show me where to go
Author: little_profiler
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Becker/Jess
Rating: M (just to be sure)
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 is pregnant, but the father does not want to take responsibility for raising the child - in fact, never wants to see her or the child ever again. Becker cannot believe that any man would not do his duty towards his child and its mother. In the end, it's the duties you volunteer to undertake that say more about you than the ones that you are expected to fulfill. Hell, I just want babyfic. It must be that time of the month." by fringedweller.
Warnings: not beta-read
Author notes: I couldn’t resist. Yeah, I too want babyfic! :) Again, the title is taken from the wonderful song by the Bag Raiders, even though the story doesn’t really refer to the song. It just fit so perfectly well.

Read also: Part 1

"Okay, close your eyes," Becker told her when they had reached their target. "And no cheating!"

Jess didn’t say anything, but decided to be a good girl and do as he told her. She felt him link arms with her and then lead her through a place full of people. At least she could hear a lot of voices around them.

"You’re allowed to open your eyes now," he whispered into her ear, causing a much too pleasurable shiver to run down her spine.

When she opened her eyes, Jess' jaw dropped.

"It's London's highest big wheel," he said. "You always said you wanted to see the city from above. So… what do you say?"

Jess just looked at him, her eyes wide. She couldn’t believe he had kept that in mind – not to mention he had taken her here.

"Shall we?" Becker asked.

All she could do was nod.

She felt a prickle in the pit of her stomach as the big wheel started – and was surprised when the basket stopped again when they were at the top.

"I bribed the guy controlling it," Becker told her. "So that we can enjoy the view a little longer."

She couldn’t rifle the sob that escaped her mouth.

Frowning, Becker wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest. Maybe, this hadn’t been such a good idea. "Are you okay?" he whispered.

"Why do you have to be so perfect?" she sniffled.

"I just want to make you feel better, Jess," he told her in all honesty. "I wish I could undo what happened to you. But I can’t. All I can do is try to make it right, this time."

She raised her head to look at him.

Becker could read the question in her eyes. Locking eyes with her, he told her, "I know I should have made my move a long time ago, but I thought you’d… be better off without me. I’m sorry you didn’t find someone to make you happy – as happy as you deserve to be. I’m still not sure if I can make you happy, but I promise I’ll do my best."

"Please, don’t do this to me," Jess whispered, her voice thick with tears.

"I promise, I will never willingly hurt you," he assured her. "I’m sorry I wasn’t willing to be there when you needed me. But I promise I’ll be there for you now."

"Why?" she whispered. Great, he was confessing his feelings to her and she couldn’t come up with anything other than asking him why?!

"Because I want you to be as happy as you can be," he whispered. "I love you, Jess; and I would never ask you to do something you don’t want to do. I would never abandon you. No matter what happens, I will always stand by your side."

"Always is a pretty long time," Jess mumbled.

He lifted her chin to make her look up at him again. "I hope so," he said, leaning down to softly peck her lips.

Jess closed her eyes, licking her lips to get a taste of him. Her lips were tingling from the soft and much too short contact to his. She wanted more, needed more than just a soft peck. Looking at him again, she slightly tilted her head.

Smiling, Becker leaned down to give her a soft, lingering kiss.

Jess’ heart started pounding like mad, and for the first time in days she really felt alive. Her life wasn’t over. She’d found something worth living for again.

She snuggled up against him, enjoying the view of the city she owed to Becker. For the first time in many days, she felt happy again.

He kept stroking her hair, occasionally kissing the top of her head in between, or whispering love confessions in her ear.

She still couldn’t believe this was true, but she decided to indulge in the feeling of cuddling with and kissing the man she’d loved since the day she’d met him rather than wonder if he was really serious or just felt guilty.

After their ride in the big wheel, Becker decided to properly take Jess out – and for the first time in days, she was smiling again, really smiling.

He couldn’t remember the last time something had made him as happy as seeing her smile.

Jess even ate properly that evening. She had the best Italian pasta available in the city, and Becker flirting with her throughout the whole meal made it easy to feel good.

When they arrived back at the medical bay and told the doctors Jess had already had a wonderful dinner, Becker had to show them the bill so that they believed them.

It also was the first night she didn’t cry herself into sleep. Instead, she willingly snuggled up against Becker when he spread his arms for her, and they spent almost an hour just kissing, and talking a little, but mostly kissing.

He knew it was an exception that he was allowed to stay at the medical bay at all. Maybe it had been Lester telling the doctors to let him stay. Or maybe it had been Becker threatening to shoot them if they didn’t let him. He didn’t care, though. He just knew he never wanted to spend a single night without Jess in his arms again – and he couldn’t wait to take her home where he could have her all to himself and kiss her without being interrupted all the time.

They had to wait another six days, before Jess was released from the medical bay. She seemed happy about it, excited even. As a matter of fact, she seemed pretty nervous.

When they arrived at her apartment, and Becker had carried her bags inside and closed the door behind him, Jess suddenly turned around to kiss him hungrily.

Becker was taken aback by the unexpected urgency – but he had no intention of complaining. When she pulled at his shirt, however, he broke the kiss.

"You know, as much as I’d love to let you finish this, we don’t have to…"

She interrupted him by putting her finger over his mouth. "I know," she told him. "But I’ve been waiting for this for… well, for two years actually."

He swallowed, not sure they really should rush things like that, but not able to object, either.

Leaning in, Jess whispered into his ear, "Please, Becker, make me feel good. Make me feel alive again."

He shivered when her lips came into contact with his ear. "Are you… sure," he croaked.

Smirking seductively at him, Jess nodded, then leaned in again, whispering, "Make me scream."

He almost lost his balance, breaking down in a puddle of desire. God, he couldn’t remember the last time he had wanted anything so badly. He pressed his lips against hers in a hungry and somewhat desperate kiss.

Jess moaned when his hand found its way under her skirt – and then whispered his name, the sound being almost too much for him to take. He needed her, right now.

Shaking with a thrill of anticipation, he lifted her up, carrying her to the bedroom, and gently laying her down on the bed. He took his time undressing her, revealing deliciously soft skin, and spreading soft kisses all over her body.

Jess couldn’t believe this was finally happening – and it was so much better than anything she’d ever experienced. He was perfect, sweet, gentle – and really, really generous.

Becker smiled against her skin when she writhed under his touch as he was spreading soft kisses over her abdomen and the insides of her thighs, circling around his aim.

Jess shivered, and then froze when he moved further down her stomach.

Looking up, Becker frowned at her. Apparently, her former lover – or lovers – hadn’t done this right, if at all. "Trust me," he whispered. "You’ll like this."

She bit her lip, but nodded nonetheless. She shivered, and then drew in a deep breath when he reached his target. He’d been right. God, and how she liked that.

He smiled satisfied, when she screamed his name. Slowly, he kissed his way back up her body and lay down next to her.

Letting her hand wander over his shirt, Jess made a sound of complaint.

Frowning, Becker whispered, "Are you okay?"

"Hm, perfect," she purred. "But you’re overdressed."

Grinning at her, he got up from the bed and started undressing.

Jess licked her lips in anticipation as she watched him. "God, you’re so beautiful," she whispered.

"I can’t be anywhere near as beautiful as you are," he objected, taking in her perfect figure on the bed, before lying down by her side again, pulling her close for a breathtaking kiss.

Jess quickly rummaged her bedside table, revealing a small square packet.

Becker took it from her, and locked eyes with her. "Do you still want kids?" he whispered.

Staring at him for a second, she bit her lip, and then nodded.

Grinning, Becker tossed the packet away over his shoulder, and leaned in for another kiss.

It didn’t take him long to find each and every spot on her body where she liked to be touched. No one had ever cared so much about what she liked or paid so much attention that she was enjoying herself.

Becker fulfilled her every wish. He did make her feel good, and God, he made her feel alive, much more alive than she’d ever felt before; and apparently, he had found a new obsession with making her scream.

He was… once again simply perfect. It was almost like he’d escaped a magazine about what women really wanted. Maybe he was actually reading them and that was why he was so perfect?! Or maybe he even wrote them…

"Damn it," she whispered when he had caught her in his arms.

"What’s wrong?" he asked, sounding concerned.

Jess looked up at him and smiled. "Why does everything about you have to be just perfect? I thought you’d be a horrible lover, but you’re… amazing, as usual. There’s something wrong with you, isn’t there?"

"I admit it," he replied contritely. "I leave my socks lying around everywhere."

Jess giggled. "Well, if this is how you make up for it, I’m rather sure I can live with that."

"And I tend to leave the toothpaste open," he added.

"Fair enough," Jess mumbled with a shrug. Then she looked up, whispering, "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," he told her with a nod.

"Well," she bit her lip, "I’ve been asking myself whether… Well, whether you want to keep it a secret…" She just didn’t want to spoil everything by telling Abby or Emily anything they weren’t supposed to know.

"That we’re together?" he asked, lifting her chin to make her look at him again before softly pecking her lips. "Why would I want to keep it a secret?"

Smiling coyly, she laid her head back down on his chest. She couldn’t wait to tell the girls how perfect Becker really was.

They should have known, though, they didn’t have to worry about keeping their relationship a secret. It seemed like everyone at the ARC could see it in their faces. At least, for the first three days everyone was commenting on it, usually causing Jess to blush.

Much to her surprise, Becker just smirked at the comments. Sometimes, he even put his arm around her and shrugged the comments off. He didn’t seem to care who knew about them or what anyone thought.

He even picked her up at the ADD after work every day, greeting her with a kiss – and chuckling when Lester told them he didn’t like life porn.

After two weeks, she was so used to him sneaking up on her, that she yearned for him to come back to the ARC and lay his hands over her eyes to make her guess what he’d brought for her. Usually, it was chocolate – and if it was, he made her take a bite and guess the flavour.

Maybe it was a childish game, but Jess enjoyed it to no end.

It was about two weeks later that she got the call from her doctor’s. She hadn’t told anyone about her assumption. She’d wanted the confirmation first. Her hands were shaking when she ended the call.

Today was the day she would find out if Becker was really serious. She wasn’t anxious, though, just excited. What would he say? How would he react?

She couldn’t wait for him to return from the latest mission. When she heard the footsteps behind her, her heart started pounding like mad and she turned around. Today wasn’t the day for him surprising her.

He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. She never turned around to him, even if she noticed his approach. Never. Something was different today.

Jess couldn’t stop the huge grin from spreading all over her face. She felt her cheeks turn red with excitement. Her heart was almost jumping out of her chest. What if he didn’t react the way she wanted him to react?!

Becker frowned at her. Obviously, she was happy and very excited about something. It must be something really important, something life-changing, something like…

Becker’s eyes widened as the realisation hit him. The grin on his face matched hers as he lifted her up out of her chair to whirl her around.

Jess giggled, before being set back down to her feet and then pulled into a deep kiss. Yeah, this was the way a man should react to the news that he was going to be a father.

Tags: becker/jess, bj_sequels, just-kiss-her-prompts
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