I'm baaaack... lol
Hi again! I finally dug out of the mess of RL to bother you with more stories. I've been working on this for awhile...still not sure it's ready, but I really wanted to get something actually published. This is a series of Jess/Becker oneshots, showing various moments of their life together. I guess it could be a continuation of my last fic, but can be a stand alone. Anyways, enough rambling, hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: *sigh* not mine. If it was, there would be many, many more episodes, and a LOT more J/B

"What do you think of this place?" Jess called from her seat at the table. She held up a picture, turning it towards Becker.

Becker rolled his eyes before turning away from the television to glance at the photo. "It's fine," he said before turning back around.

"You said that about the last five!" Jess said, growing frustrated.

"Because they were all fine," he stated. He stood and crossed the room to stand beside her. "I told you, I don't care where we get married."

"You are not helpful at all," Jess replied, dropping the picture down. "You honestly don't care?"

"Not about where we get married. The location doesn't matter, just what happens there. Just pick something."

"Fine." She glanced at the photos for a moment. "Here." She pointed to one of the many pictures spread across the table's surface. She had called all of the places the moment they'd picked a date, tentatively reserving them, just in case.

Becker peered over her shoulder to glance at the photo of sprawling gardens seen from a balcony. "Okay."

"Men," she huffed under her breath before setting the photos aside. "Now, about the suits."

Becker groaned before walking to the fridge to pull out a beer. He grabbed a bottle of juice for Jess, setting it down in front of her and taking the seat beside her. "I told you before," he started, only to have her cut him off.

"Nope. You are not getting out of this one. You guys have to pick your own suits. Abby and Emily already have their dresses, and mine is going to be ready tomorrow."

Becker perked up slightly at that, grinning at her. "Really?"

"No, you cannot see it," she said firmly.

"But-"

"No. You can see it at the wedding."

Becker rolled his eyes, but kept silent.

"Now, back to your suits," she started. "I've already picked a place for you to go. You can go with Matt and Connor tomorrow when you're off. They have the colors, and told me they have several styles ready for you to choose from."

Becker groaned again, taking a large drink of his beer. "Fine. We'll go tomorrow," he conceded, looking like he was preparing to be executed.

"Thank you," Jess said, smiling.

"Anything else you'd like to torture me with?"

Jess laughed. "Not right now. I'll call and confirm the reservation for the location. The flowers have been ordered, I just need to give them the address now. Abby and Emily are coming with me to pick the cake in the morning, and that's all that's left besides the suits."

"Couldn't we just run away somewhere?" Becker asked hopefully. "And save all this hassle?" The glare he received from Jess made him cringe. "Nevermind." He grabbed his drink while standing, and leaned over to give her a kiss.

Jess sighed happily into the kiss before pulling away. "Go watch your match," she said. "I just want to clean this up and then I'm heading to bed."

Becker grinned, heading back to the living room. He picked up the remote, switched off the television and strode quickly back to Jess, who looked up at him with confusion. "Leave it," he stated, pulling her into his arms for a deep kiss.

Jess nodded when he broke away, taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom.

Well? Hope that wasn't too bad. I have three more ready to go, and ideas for several more. As always, I love hearing what you all think. Love it? Hate it? Reviews help me learn and improve. Thanks for reading!