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Music of the past

Title: Music of the past
Author: little_profiler
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Becker/Jess
Rating: K
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 “A fire at her parents' house destroys something Jess treasured. Becker finds out and tries to find a replacement.” by anonyme1.
Warnings: not beta-read
Author notes: This just screamed angst to me. How could I resist? ;)
Sorry, this took me ridiculously long to post. In the meantime, I could fill novels with the story of what happened around here lately. However, I might have more time in the not too distant future. But as usual, that's a different story. ;)

When he approached the ADD, Becker could see her back shaking slightly. He stopped. Was she crying? Why? There had been no anomaly or creature incursion, so no one could have been hurt.

“Jess?” he carefully asked.

She stiffened and quickly wiped her face. “Becker,” she replied in the best professional tone she could manage. “What can I do for you?”

He slowly walked up next to her. “Are you okay?” he wanted to know.

“Sure,” she replied without taking her eyes off of the computer screen. “Is there anything you need me to do?”

Grabbing the armrest of her chair, Becker turned her around so she was looking at him. “Why are you crying?” he questioned.

“Is this visit work-related?” Jess asked a little harshly.

Becker blinked at her. But he decided not to let it go just like that. “Jess, why are you so upset?”

“It’s nothing,” she mumbled, looking down.

He lifted her chin to make her look at him again, using his thumb to brush the tears from her cheek. “Tell me,” he insisted.

Avoiding his eyes, Jess whispered, “There was a fire at my parents’ house.”

Becker’s eyes widened. “Oh, God, did… anyone get hurt?”

She shook her head. “Luckily, they weren’t home. But… everything was destroyed, including…”

Frowning, Becker made her look at him again. “Including what?” he pressed her.

“A musical clock my grandmother gave to me for my eighteenth birthday,” she told him, handing him a picture.

Becker examined the clock on the picture. It was a small box with a mirror and a ballerina inside. The outside was colourful, covered with butterflies and other ornaments.

“And there’s no way you can repair it?” he wanted to know.

Again, Jess shook her head. “I brought it to a clock maker already. It can’t be repaired.”

“I’m sorry,” Becker told her in all honesty, brushing a new tear from her cheek.

“Thank you,” Jess said, sniffling slightly. “I’m glad no one got hurt, but… the clock was the only memory of my grandma I had. She used to sing the song it played with me when I was a kid, ‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star’.”

“I understand,” he simply said.

Looking at him, Jess could see that he really did understand.

The anomaly alert interrupted them and Jess quickly wiped her face. The rest of the day was pretty hectic with three anomaly alerts and a creature incursion.

Jess decided to take the next two days off to help her parents retrieve whatever was left of their house and then look for a temporary place to stay, since they didn’t want to stay at her apartment.

When she returned to work, she was surprised to find a small gift box at the ADD. At first she thought her replacement might have forgotten it, but the tag said it was for her.

She frowned. It wasn’t her birthday, and she honestly couldn’t come up with another reason for anyone to give her anything.

Shrugging, she opened the box revealing a small musical clock. The design was exactly like that of her grandmother’s clock.

Her hands were slightly shaking as she opened the clock. A ballerina in a white dress started dancing to the tune of “Twinkle, twinkle, little star”.

Smiling, Jess wiped the tears from her face. That surely was the cutest thing he had ever done for her.

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