Title: Broken Valentine

Author: Pinkcat4569

Rating: PG for innuendos

Description: Jess and Becker are a couple and looking forward to Valentine's Day. Then Jess gets gifts from an unknown admirer. Becker is furious. Will this be a dream Valentine's Day or the last day of their couple relationship?

Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval or the characters.

Author's Note: It's not as dark as it sounds, at least not over all. It's in-between sad/angsty and romantic/humorous. I got the idea the night before Valentine's and spent as much time as I could on it but didn't get it finished in time for the actual day. Sorry.

1271 words, this chapter. I have one or two chapters left to write. It's just over 4000 words so far. It won't be one of my super long stories, but it isn't exactly short either.

Broken Valentine

"We have to get ready for work," Jess said, giggling as Becker kissed her neck.

"I'm not stopping you," he said.

"You are too!" she cried with a giggle as he moved down to her shoulder.

"I can't help it. You taste so good."

She giggled. "You know that if we're late again Lester is going to have a fit."

"Another reason to stay right where we are," he said. He increased his hold on her waist and pulled her down onto the bed. "Don't you want to stay like this?"

She wriggled out of his grip enough to maneuver onto her stomach. She looked into his eyes. "Of course," she said, giving him a long passionate kiss. "I like my job though too."

He groaned. "But it takes away too much time from…coupling."

She giggled. "I do love coupling."

He smirked. He kissed her tenderly while he moved his hand down her body. He then positioned himself to throw her gently onto her back.

"Becker!" she cried, giggling as she lay beneath him. "You're bad!"

He smirked again, and began to kiss down her chest. "I have you at my mercy," he whispered, "and I love it."

She giggled. "I'm not protesting enough."

He smiled. "No, you aren't."

"I guess I love it too."

"You guess? I must not be doing it right, then."

She giggled and pulled him down to her and kissed him. "I love you," she whispered.

He smiled. "I love you too."

"This is going to be the best Valentine's Day ever."

"Oh, is that coming up?" he asked with a wink.

"It's today, dummy."

"You're kidding," he said, acting surprised. "Why would you like Valentine's day? Chocolate, roses, pink and red hearts…it's all very un-Jess like."

She giggled. "I hope you have plans. I do…for you, that is."

He smirked. "Plans? Hmm…you'll have to wait and see."

"Fine. Now, help me up. We really need to get moving."

Becker groaned. "Fine, but I'm only giving in because I snuck a peek at your red attire for today. I like it," he said with a leer.

"Becker! It was a surprise!"

"I'm sorry, Jess, but I had to make sure it wasn't too sexy. Lester frowns on my killing our colleagues."

Jess shook her head as she scampered off the bed. "I like sexy."

"Oh, so do I, believe me," he said. "I just want you to save the very sexy for me."

She giggled. "Deal. Now hurry up and get ready."

Becker and Jess entered the ARC holding hands and giggling.

"Good morning," said a sentry.

"Morning," said Becker.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" cried Jess.

The sentry smiled. "The same to you, Miss."

"Ahem. You aren't looking at me," said Jess.

The sentry continued to look over her head. "No, Miss I'm not. We were warned."

Becker smiled. Jess poked him in the ribs. "Shame on you. The whole point of fashion is to be looked at."

"Too big a risk," mumbled the sentry.

Becker laughed. "I love my command."

Jess rolled her eyes and walked off.

"How short is it today, Sir?" asked the sentry, still not looking at Jess.

Becker smiled. "Not that bad, actually. The skirt falls just above her knee. It's tasteful but it…hugs her."

"Oh, well then since it's tasteful, can I take a look, Sir?"

"Do you want to die?"

"No, Sir. Have a nice day."

"You too," said Becker, following after his girlfriend and smiling.

Becker had just entered Ops when he heard her squeal. He laughed as he saw her excitedly looking over a collection of cards, chocolate and red hearts on her station. She started reading through them.

"Hold it," he ordered. "Not until I check them."

"You're getting on my nerves," said Jess. He smiled. "No one's going to send me anything inappropriate."

"I don't know, Jess. You're pretty charming. Someone might take the risk."

She giggled. "OK. You just made up some points," she said, kissing him.

He laughed. She delved into the cards.

"This one's from Emily. How sweet. This one is from Connor and Abby. That's funny! This one is from…" she said as she opened each one. She looked at Becker and frowned. "None of these have your name."

"That's because I didn't buy any of them."

She tapped her foot in annoyance. He laughed.

"Becker, it's Valentine's Day. As a boyfriend you are required to do certain things."

He leaned close to her and whispered, "Am I? I guess I'm a rebel."

She poked his chest. "You better be teasing."

He shrugged and smiled.

"Oh! You're impossible! I need a coffee!" she cried and stomped off to the break room. "And don't read my Valentines! They're mine!"

He laughed as she disappeared from view. He looked the cards and hearts over. He checked the names. "Good, there's nothing provocative."

"Becker! I told you not to read them!" she cried.

"I'm a boyfriend, Jess. I have certain obligations," he called back. He kept digging through them, smiling and laughing. Then, he read one he didn't like.

It read, "Thinking of you, as always. Wishing I could you tell you in person. Waiting until I can. Love, You Know Who."

Becker stared at the card. Surprise and anger built up inside him.

"You know, it's lucky you're too scary to get Valentines," she said, returning with a coffee. "I'd be all over them."

He stared at her.

"What's wrong?"

"I…did you read this?"

She looked at the card. "No. I missed it." She took the card and read it. She frowned and looked up at Becker. "OK…that is slightly inappropriate."

"Who is it from?"

"I don't know," she said casually.

"It says you do know. As in 'you know who.' Jess, who is it?"

She shook her head. "I don't know, Becker. I really don't."

Becker looked unconvinced. He stared at the card. "I don't like it."

"Neither do I. It sounds a bit creepy."

Becker looked at her. He chuckled. "Good. I'm relieved."

She laughed. "Honestly, were you jealous?"

"No, but I was concerned for a second."

Jess smiled and leaned up to kiss him. "You didn't need to be. I love you."

Becker smiled and nodded. "I know. I love you too."

She smiled. They hugged each other tightly.

Becker sighed and relaxed. "I'd feel better if I knew who. I don't like the idea of someone watching you."

"Oh, I doubt he is. It's just a 'what if' Valentine."

"What if?" he asked.

She smirked. "You know, some poor soul who's horribly taken with me but can't express it. He suffers in silence as he watches me and you together and hopelessly in love. "

Becker snickered. "I wish he was silent."

Jess giggled. "I do like you a little worried."

He raised his eyebrow.

"Only a tiny bit," she said. "And it's over now. You know I love you and only you."

He smiled that adorable Becker smirk and she melted as he kissed her. "I do know," he said.

"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me. Lester insists I do some work on this most hallowed day."

"Valentine's Day is hallowed?"

"It is. Now, scoot on out of here, Sweetie," she said. "I know you have things to do security and Valentine-wise."

He laughed. "Do I?"

She eyed him but said nothing. She sat down at the ADD, moving aside the Valentines to work.

"See you later, then," said Becker, walking out.

"Bring me something red, floral, or chocolate," called out Jess as he left, "Or all three!"

He looked back with a smirk and left.

End of Chapter One