A/N: my second Primeval fic yay! okay so this was supposed to be a one chapter thing but now its a three chapter thing. I hope you like this one! Don't forget to review.

Also Smith and Jefferson are mine.

SUPER hugs to my beta A.J. Thank you daaarling!

Fran

When at the lockers soldiers usually talked, made jokes, comments about the creatures, some of them often complained about the weirdness of their jobs but that was about it.

Then the other sorts of comments Becker heard he decided to ignore, when it came to girls and dates he pretended he didn't really hear anything since he had nothing to share.
Then there had been one of them who brought the delicate subject up, he could have laughed if it wasn't because he had been genuinely shocked and pissed.

"Hey Becker what's the name of that candies you're always eating? Those colorful stuff." The man innocently asked.

"Skittles?" Becker responded, not entirely sure what the conversation was about.

"That's it! She looks like an enormous bag of skittles" the man laughed and so did the rest of the team surrounding him.

"Who looks like a bag of skittles?" Becker asked again, frowning at the joke he didn't seem to comprehend.

"Parker, who else?"

He heard laughter, loud and clear. His heart tight with anger, hands turning into fists at his sides. He wanted to hit him to be honest, but he couldn't just go around punching people because th

ey were making fun…of the woman he came to love.

He could find other ways to avenge her.

"Hey guys, come on knock it out okay?" He snapped, though his men decided to ignore him and continue joking about Jess. Just a few of them, the others remained silent for their own sake.

"The woman wears so many colors it looks like someone puked a rainbow on her." The men continued again, still laughing.

Then he laughed without saying a word. He was pissed, furious, and he wasn't himself when he felt like that. It was better for him and for his mates to storm out. The last thing he needed was for his men to know he had a soft spot for the field coordinator.

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Jess cheerfully walked away from her position in front of the computer and towards the locker room where Becker was supposed to be waiting for her to have lunch.

After the beetle incident they spent more and more time together, either having lunch or just talking. She didn't know what they had; she wasn't sure if they were just friend or if he was looking for something more. All she knew was that she treasured every minute of it, eager for their moments alone to come back.

She wasn't ready though, not to hear those words coming from one of Becker's soldiers. They were sharing a private conversation, she didn't mean to eavesdrop but she couldn't help it when she heard her name. Smith, a new soldier who arrived no long than two months ago, was talking amusingly with Jefferson, a not so new officer whom she had seen hanging around the ARC fascinated with every little thing he saw.

She had picked up the conversation when she was meaning to walk away, unable to help herself. The minute her name was mentioned along with Becker's she immediately regretted her decision.

"What did Captain call her?" Jefferson asked, Smith hesitated for a second before responding.

"A big bag of skittles" Smith spoke, followed by a wave of laughter. "Jessica Parker is a bag of skittles and she looks as if someone puked a rainbow on her."

Her heart stopped. This time for an entire different reason. It wasn't Becker's smile, it wasn't the way he always seemed to find an excuse to touch her arm or hold her hand, it wasn't the way he whispered in her ear when they were standing insanely close. Not this time. It had been his words, the way he described her, the way he spoke about her with his men. It was as if he was making a mockery of everything she was and it hurt in ways she could never possibly describe.

She was used to hearing people making fun of her, of her shoes, her skirts or even her hair, and she usually didn't care. But the man who had said those words was the man she adored, the man she loved with all her heart and soul. The man she thought would never hurt her.

TBC

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