Rating: T, for adult situations, language, and innuendos. If you are sensitive to nearly adult material, don't read.
Description: Becker gets an unexpected visit at night. Soon, he's inside a nightmare. Spooky, supernatural. I don't want to give away too much. B/J are not a couple…yet.
Author's Note: Spooky, hopefully creepy story for Halloween. It's pretty close to adult, but I tried to make it vague, relying on hints and innuendos. Let me know if it's too adult.
1164 Words, around five chapters total.
Night Visitor, Chapter One
Becker had been driving home when a weird storm blew in. It came out of nowhere. The clouds were an eerie gray and black. The lightning cracked frightfully close but there was no thunder.
Becker jumped out of his truck and ran to his flat. Just as he reached the front door he heard an eerie, almost maniacal laugh. He looked toward the sound and there in the soaking street stood a woman. Her skin was pale, her hair white, but her eyes glowed red.
Becker was not usually frightened, but the sight of her unleashed chills down his spine. First there were the unnatural eyes, then the skin so pale. What really frightened him was that she was completely dry, standing in a downpour.
Becker ran inside and locked the door. Then he peaked out the window. The woman was gone and so was the storm. Becker tried to laugh it all off but it had freaked him out.
Something was coming, he felt, and it would be bad, very bad.
The next few days were normal, except that he still had the sense of dread. To make matters worse, he swore he kept seeing that strange woman.
"Someone is thinking awfully hard," said a small, sweet voice behind him as he walked out of the ARC.
Becker laughed. He knew that presence without even turning. It was gentle and kind. Instantly he felt less troubled. "Hey, Jess. Going home?"
"Yep. Trying to," she said, struggling with a large box.
"Here," he said, taking it from her.
"Thank you, Becker."
He smiled. "What's in here anyway? You're not smuggling out a baby smilodon are you?"
Jess giggled. "That would be Abby, not me. Unless it was chocolate."
Becker laughed. "True."
They walked to her car. Jess unlocked it and held the door so Becker could put the box inside.
"Actually, I have you to thank for this package," she said with a smile. "Someone scared the medical staff so badly that now they order entirely too much adrenaline."
"That is weird," he said with a smirk, "but in someone's defense, the medical team totally screwed up and you almost paid."
She smiled affectionately at him. "Well, now I'll be insect-proof."
"I really wish you were," he said gently.
She smiled as she shut the car door. "Thank you, for carrying the box for me and for barking so efficiently at the medical staff."
He laughed. "No problem." Then he just stared at her. "You nearly died Jess. I'm never going to forget that. Ever."
She leaned up and kissed his cheek. They just stared at each other, both slightly smiling.
Then a strange sound interrupted their moment.
"What was that?"
"You hear it too?" Becker asked. Jess nodded, and he sighed with relief. "I thought I was going crazy."
"Why? What is that sound?" she asked, looking around.
Becker knew it was that same eerie maniacal laughter he'd heard before. He didn't want to scare her so he lied. "I don't know."
"You sounded like you did," she said. She looked at him. "Becker?"
He sighed. "Weird things have been happening."
"What kind of things?"
Before he could say anything, the laughter grew louder. Then, on a hill in the distance, he saw her: the weird pale woman. He didn't know why but as he saw her his knees buckled and he fell into the side of Jess' car.
"Oh my gosh!" cried Jess, leaning down and half-supporting him as he straightened. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm just tired." He looked to the hill. She was gone.
"Are you sure? Should we go to medical?"
"I'm fine, Jess. Really. I just need to get some rest."
She looked doubtfully at him, but he was stubborn.
"Maybe it's low blood sugar," she said. "You don't eat enough."
He laughed. "Enough what? Sugar? Seriously, Jess?"
"Yes. Here," she said, pulling a bar out of her bag. "Eat one of my emergency chocolates."
He chuckled. "You are worried, aren't you?"
She blushed. "Yes, actually."
"I'm fine. I appreciate it though Jess." He stared into those friendly blue eyes. "You really are the sweetest person I know."
Jess blushed. "I…I like you." Then she lost her nerve and added, "You know, we're friends."
"Of course," he said. He smiled. He then opened her door.
She frowned but got inside the care. "Are you sure you're fine?"
He nodded.
"OK, Mr. Stubborn, I'll go," she said reluctantly. "Call me, though. If you need me, I mean, if you need a friend." She blushed.
Becker smiled and nodded again.
She drove off. Being with Jess had nearly made him forget about the eerie woman. Until that horrible laughter had begun.
He looked back to the hill but she was gone.
That night he'd been in bed when persistent knocking woke him up. To his surprise, Jess stood on his doorstep.
"What are you doing here?"
She didn't reply. She smiled and jumped on him. He stumbled back, holding her small form. She kissed him hard and passionately. He quickly gave in and staggered to the couch where they kissed and groped.
"Sorry," she said finally.
Becker chuckled. "It's fine…a bit unexpected though."
She smiled. "Is it? I thought it was obvious how bad I want you. Do you want me?"
His heart raced, his fingers trembled and he was panting. "Yes. Yes, I want you Jess."
She smiled and returned to kissing him with fury. She pushed him back onto the couch. Her fingers ran under his top scratching slightly. His hands roamed all over her back. They kissed until they were breathless.
"Bedroom," she said. "Now."
Becker nodded. It was all a blur. He couldn't even remember how they got to his room, but there they were both naked, Jess on top. The details were murky too. He knew…what they had done, but he couldn't really remember the sensations.
Except he quickly felt spent. Even as she finished, he felt drained, almost powerless even. He was in a bit of a haze too. At one point Jess didn't even look the same. That eerie woman must have still been in his mind because he swore Jess' eyes turned that sickly red.
He had imagined that being with Jess would have been much different. He thought he'd remember more for one thing. For another, why the hell was he thinking of another woman at a time like this?
He fell asleep. When he awoke, Jess was gone. Strange. He also thought that they would have woken up together, maybe cuddled and played their awkward flirting game still. But no, Jess was gone.
He got up, walked to the bathroom. He nearly fell over with pain. His private parts were aching. He'd never felt anything like this. Plus, he was cold. It wasn't just a chill. He felt like ice had been placed all around his pelvic region.
What the hell was going on?
End of Chapter One