A/N So this is my second story, its another Jecker fic, they seem to be my strong point at the monent :L I hope you like it so read and review :D Mousey :) xxx


Jess had been mortified when she'd seen them, she wanted to run away and cry, but she knew that she had to make him pay, so she decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

It had started off as an ordinary night out at the pub with her colleagues and friends. Matt and Emily were there, so were Abby and Connor, Becker was to join them later, he had to be somewhere else. So there they all were enjoying a drink. It had been an extremely stressful few weeks. The New Dawn incident had been a mere five weeks ago and they were still trying to get over it. The shock of Connor being dragged through the New Dawn anomaly, of Lester being wounded by the future predators, of nearly losing matt, it had been a lot to take in, in such a short period of time. So now they were all relaxing and laughing, something they hadn't done in a long time. Jess was happy as she looked around at her friends, but she felt a piece of her missing. They all had a significant other; they were happy, content in their relationships. She on the other hand had no one; she was just pining after a guy, who she knew would never take her on.

As she was thinking about a certain gorgeous soldier, he walked in. He looked so fit, he was wearing civvies but his tight white t-shirt showed his beautiful abs off, while his grey jeans made a change from the black cargo trousers. His tight black leather jacket was draped over his arm, while his free arm was draped around… Jess almost screamed. He had his arm draped around this total slut! She was so obviously plastic, she literally screamed fake. She might as well have it plastered on her fake tan and foundation covered forehead, underneath her bleached blonde hair. Her hair was so obviously fake, it was bright yellow and it was pretty clear she had extensions in, I mean, how could you not tell. They were a total different colour to her hair! She was wearing far too much make up and she hadn't even rubbed it all in properly. She was bright orange with almost luminous pink lips and heavy black eyeliner. Her tangoed body was stuffed into a tight pink leather mini dress, that she was bulging out over, she was clinging to Becker's arm in an attempt to stop herself falling over in her stupidly high black platform heels. They were so tacky, shiny black with gemstones stuck on the heel. They were obviously cheap knock offs of designer shoes. She was so trashy! She almost pitied Becker for having such appalling taste in girls, if she hadn't have been so angry with him. His… girlfriend, Jess shuddered as she contemplated it, dragged along behind him, giving him gooey eyes and giggling pathetically. He brought her over to the table which they were sat at and grinned at them all like he was the luckiest man ever, Jess however thought he was the complete opposite. She glanced at the others and could see they were thinking along the same lines, what the hell is he doing with someone like her!

"Hey guys," Becker said reaching the table, he seemed slightly out of breath, no wonder Jess thought dragging a heavy lug like that around behind you. Little miss plastic plonked her self down, ungracefully on one of the bar chairs, her legs open so they could see all the way to Tokyo, everyone looked away pointedly. "This is Bianca. Bianca, these are the guys I was telling you about. This is Matt, Emily, Abby, Connor and Jess," indicating to them with his head while he talked.

"Oh yeah, hiya!" her voice was even more annoying than the way she looked, it was sugary high and false.

She swept her hair out of her face revealing long sugary pink talons – nails – with black tips. They were long, and Jess was sure they'd do some definite damage if she ever got into a fight. Of course her heels would do the same. Everyone mumbled "Hi" in response, and then continued their conversations. Jess was mortified at being left out; Bianca would have no one else to talk to but her! Sensing her distress Abby turned to the younger girl and included her in the conversation. Jess was grateful and joined in the conversation. It was more of a debate really, it was one they'd started at the flat a couple of nights ago and had carried on. Jess knew it well, and still sided with Abby when it came to who was more efficient when it came to dealing with situations on the spot. Jess saw Becker hand Bianca her drink, who simpered her thanks. She reached up and yanked his head down proceeding to wet snog him for at least three minutes. When they finally separated, with a noise very much like a plunger, being pulled from a drain, Jess felt quite sick.

"Erm… I have to go, I have a bunch of reports to write up," she told the group, standing up, "Bye guys," she said to Matt and Emily, who were holding hands on the table while they talked, she flashed Emily a look who understood exactly why she was leaving.

"Bye Jess, sorry you couldn't stay longer," she replied, hugging her.

"Yeah, bye Jess," Matt said, with a wave.

"See you guys at the flat," she said to Abby and Connor, who smiled, Abby stood up and gave Jess a hug and a sympathetic squeeze. Connor smiled at her and waved her goodbye.

"Erm, see you tomorrow Becker, nice meeting you Bianca," she muttered to the other two.


A/N Okayy, i know it is exactly a lovey dovey Jecker fic, but it WILL get there! Eventually! I promise! :D Chapter two should be up soon, until then please review :) Mousey :) xxx