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: Yeah, I know, the chapter is long overdue. Once again, I’m sorry. But at least, the story is almost finished. ;)
He couldn’t say he felt comfortable with Jess’ parents never leaving their side. On the other hand, he certainly wouldn’t have felt comfortable without them, either – not given the circumstances.
Jess’ mother was rather nice, if a little curious. She kept asking him about his life, his family, his job… Well, at least she didn’t try to interview him about former girlfriends – or maybe she just saved that for later.
The problem was Jess’ father. He kept staring at Becker and – even though he absolutely didn’t like to admit it – he managed to make Becker feel uncomfortable.
So, it was surprising that he fell asleep that night. Maybe he was just too exhausted.
The medication seemed to have kicked in. At least, Jess’ fever was slowly going down by the end of the day. But still she wasn’t over the worst. She was still having panic attacks and she still hadn’t woken up – but now there was hope.
He didn’t even notice that he fell asleep. Okay, he probably never noticed. But he had planned on staying awake so that he could watch over Jess.
He was rudely awakened by the alert of the devices monitoring Jess going off.
“What happened?” Jess’ father demanded to know.
“Cardiac arrest,” one of the doctors said. “Defibrillator!”
“What? What’s wrong?” Becker asked appalled, looking at the lifeless figure in his arms. “Sir, we have to ask you to leave the bed now,” the doctor told him. His voice was calm, yet tense, and Becker could sense the situation was serious.
Unwillingly, Becker got off the bed and watched how the doctors worked to save Jess’ life. They ripped her blouse open, placed the electrodes on her torso and then her body shook as the electric shock ran through it.
Becker winced at the sight of that.
Jess didn’t move, though.
“Nothing,” one of the doctors announced.
“Try again,” doctor Melrose shouted.
Becker heard the sound of the defibrillator charging. Then Jess took another electric shock, but again, there was no reaction from her side.
“No,” he whispered, without even realizing the word had really crossed his lips. It couldn’t be true, it couldn’t be happening. He had lost her once and brought her back – only to lose her again?!
“No,” he mumbled again, and a movement to his side drew his attention away from Jess’ lifeless body on the hospital bed.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, realizing where he was and what had just happened.
He was still lying in the hospital bed, Jess peacefully asleep by his side. Her parents had fallen asleep on their chairs as well. It was dead silent around them, telling Becker that it was probably the middle of the night.
Connor had been the last to visit them that day. Of course, the doctors didn’t like the fact that they stretched the order of ‘not too many visitors at a time’ to their liking. But it did Becker good to see their friends every once in a while, even though Abby was – as usual – the most encouraging company.
She never seemed to lose her good temper. She was always cheerful, assuring Becker and the rest of the team that Jess was going to make it. For her, there didn’t seem to be another way.
Becker felt the movement next to him again and looked down into Jess’ sleeping face. She didn’t look that feverish anymore. Her skin was still pale, but her cheeks seemed to have a healthier colour.
Carefully, he reached out to feel her forehead. The fever seemed to have gone down further. At least, she didn’t feel that hot anymore, and he couldn’t feel any cold sweet on her forehead. That certainly was a good sign. It had to be.
She stirred again, mumbling something Becker couldn’t understand.
“It’s okay,” he said automatically, wrapping his arms tighter around her. “You’re safe.”
“I know,” she replied, snuggling up closer against him. “I’m always safe, as long as you’re with me.”
Becker frowned. She’d never before answered him like this – let alone in complete, coherent sentence.
“Jess?” he carefully asked.
“Hmmm,” she muttered, reluctantly opening her eyes to look at him.
The smile on his face was so bright it could have lightened the whole ARC. “You’re awake,” he whispered.
“Barely,” Jess objected weakly, looking around and taking in the sight of the medical bay and her parents sleeping near her bed. “What happened?”
“Your foot,” he told her, gently reaching out to stroke her cheek. “It was inflamed. You had a severe form of toxaemia and for a while, the doctors weren’t sure they could save your foot – or your life.”
“That bad?” she whispered, pointing her head towards her parents.
Becker simply nodded, letting his thumb caress her cheek.
Jess placed her head back onto his muscular chest and closed her eyes happily – until it hit her. Her head almost shot up, and she looked at Becker suspiciously. “And you could convince the doctors and my parents to let you stay in bed with me?”
He chuckled. “Actually, it was you who convinced them.”
Jess frowned, giving him an expectant look.
“It was the only way to keep you calm,” he explained. “One of the side effects of the toxaemia are panic attacks. From what you mumbled in your delirium, I guess you thought you were still trapped in the Early Jurassic.
“The only way to keep you from hurting yourself while trying to get out of here was some strong medication or me holding you. And doctor Melrose was glad he didn’t need to give you any more sleeping pills.”
“I’ve always felt much safer with you by my side,” she whispered, and leaned in to press a soft kiss on Becker’s lips.
“We shouldn’t do that,” he mumbled, glancing at the sleeping figure of Jess’ father. “At least not here. Your father doesn’t like me anyway.”
“What about my mum?” Jess asked.
Becker frowned at her for a moment, and then shrugged. “I don’t know. She asked me a lot of questions about my life and my work… I guess we got along quite well, given the circumstances.”
Smiling, Jess placed her head back on Becker’s chest and snuggled up close against him. “Then we have nothing to worry about.”
“Are you sure?” he mumbled sceptically.
Jess chuckled. “It might not look like it, but my mum’s definitely the one wearing the trousers.”
“I understand,” Becker said with a grin, wrapping both arms back around Jess protectively.
For a while, they just lay there cuddling, and Jess had almost drifted back off, when she heard his soft voice say her name.
“Jess?” he whispered, not sure whether she was already asleep.
She made a sound, telling him she was still awake.
“I really thought I was going to lose you,” he whispered, gently kissing the top of her head. “Don’t ever do this to me again.”
“I’ll try,” she assured him. “I’m sorry.”
“Me too,” Becker mumbled.
Frowning, Jess raised her head again to look at him. “For what?”
He sighed, looking down as he let his fingers play with a strand of her hair. “I should have protected you, but I couldn’t. If I had watched out for you, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“Are you kidding me?” she exclaimed, trying hard not to speak too loud so that she wouldn’t wake her parents. “You went after me, risking your life and your job just to bring me back. From my point, you did a very nice job protecting me.”
He smirked, brushing his finger over her cheek again. “I love you, Jess.”
The words sounded so honest, so emotional, and so intimate, that she couldn’t stop the tears from springing to her eyes. “I love you, too,” she whispered, once again leaning in to kiss him – more passionately this time.
Becker wrapped both his arms around her, pulling her as close as humanly possible as he deepened the kiss. He wanted to hold her forever and never let go again.
The alert of the heart monitor startled them.
“Sorry,” Jess chuckled. “I guess you made my heart race a little too much.”
Becker just grinned at her, silently hoping no one had noticed the alert going off.
Jess’ mother stirred a little in her sleep, but neither of her parents opened their eyes.
“Go back to sleep,” he whispered, pressing another chaste kiss to her lips. “You should rest.”
This time, she didn’t argue. She felt incredibly tired, even though she must have been sleeping for… “Becker?” she asked again.
“How long have I been…unconscious?” she wanted to know. The last thing she remembered was the talk in Lester’s office.
“Almost two days,” he told her. “We were really worried about you.”
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled sleepily. “That’s been a pretty long time.”
“Yeah,” he affirmed, stroking her back until she was asleep. “Too long,” he mumbled before drifting off himself.
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