Title: Transfer

Author: Pinkcat4569

Description: Becker is temporarily assigned to another country's ARC. Jess is devastated. Becker's not that happy to be leaving either. Finally…will they admit their feelings and get together? (B/J not a couple yet)

Rating: Teen, but pretty tame, some action scenes and some fluff

Disclaimer: I write for fun. I don't own Primeval o the characters.

Author's Note: OK, I have more of this to write and it's already over 10,000 words. I may break it up into several stories. I'm also unsure about the title. It's not really a transfer after all. Inspired by Primeval New World, even though I have not seen it. I like the idea of other counties needing their own ARCs. In my mind, they need expert help though so they call on the British ARC.

660 words, chapter one

Transfer, Chapter One

"What do you mean you're transferring Becker? Are you insane?"

"It's temporary!" yelled Lester, cowering under the imposing figure of a furious Jess Parker. "Didn't I mention that?"

Jess took a deep breath. "No. You didn't."

"How suicidal of me. I assure you Miss Parker; the Captain is merely 'on loan.' Like Temple and the others."

"Oh," she said, her face returning to its normal color. "I see. Why can't the international branches manage on their own?"

"Why indeed," said Lester. "At any rate, my superiors have made it clear that I am to equip the branches with anything they ask for. The branch in Norway has asked for my chief military officer. That happens to be Becker."

"Yes. Norway?"

Lester nodded. "I can't say that I envy the man. It's chilly up there."

"When does he leave?"

"Immediately, but I left the time frame up to his discretion. I expect him to be leaving as soon as possible however."

Jess nodded absently and turned to leave, her mind moving faster than her computers.

"I don't suppose you care to apologize for your verbal assault, Miss Parker?" he said as she left. She kept walking like she hadn't heard. "Miss Parker?" He sighed. Then he called out, "You are getting back to work aren't you?"

He watched his field coordinator walk out of Ops. "Of course not. I wonder where she's headed on her unscheduled break," he muttered sarcastically.

Jess walked into the armory. Becker was bent over several shipping crates.

"Doesn't Norway have its own EMDS?"

Becker looked up, saw who his visitor was and smiled. "You can never have too many. Besides, these are the latest models. I want to impress them." He winked.

Jess hung her head and sighed.

"Something wrong?"

"Are you serious? Of course something's wrong! You're being transferred!"

He smiled and chuckled. "I'm flattered that you're upset, Jess."

She frowned. "And you're not? Seriously?"

"Well, it's a bit of an imposition. I'll have to cancel the gun club and the gym."

Jess shook her head. "How can you joke?"

"Who's joking? I have to let my landlord know, figure out something to tell Mum, cancel my subscriptions and utilities, and try to work prawn take away in before I leave. Somehow I don't think Chinese is big in Norway."

Jess stared at him. "You're an idiot. That's all you're going to miss, Chinese take away?"

Becker smirked. "Is there anything else?"

Jess didn't answer.

Becker chuckled and stepped toward her. "Are you going to miss me, Jess?" he asked with a smirk.

"Not if you're going to be smug."

He chuckled. "Well you do seem a bit….frazzled at my leaving."

"Do I?" she asked.

"Yep." He continued to smile smugly.

"Well I guess I'm the only one who is frazzled, aren't I?"

He shrugged. "Soldiers get moved around. It's part of the job."

"And the people you work with? We're just scenery I guess."

He took the opportunity to glance her over. "Some of the scenery is downright picturesque."

"Becker! You're impossible! Give me a straight answer!"

"To what, Jess?"

She stomped her feet and groaned, "Ugh!"

"You're cute when you're angry."

"I'm not angry, Becker. I'm hurt. I thought we were…friends."

"We are."

"Some friend! You don't even care that you're going half way around the world and for who knows how long!"

He chuckled. "First of all, Norway isn't that far. Secondly, it's only until I whip the ARC branch into shape. I'm coming back." His smile softened.

Jess sighed. "I know. It's just…you won't be here." She blushed. "I mean, I won't feel as safe without you here."

Becker smiled. "Thanks, but I'm not taking the entire Security staff with me, you know."

Jess rolled her eyes. "Fine. Well, if you don't care that you're leaving, I guess I won't care either. Have fun whipping the Norwegian ARC into shape," she said, turning around to leave.

End of Chapter One