Title: Becker's Birthday, Sequel to Jess' Birthday
Author: Pinkcat4569
Rating: Teen. Adult situations, mild language.
Spoilers: References to Series 4, 5, specifically B/J episodes
Pairing: Becker/Jess
Description: It's Becker's turn, and since his girlfriend, Jess, loves birthdays, he should get prepared for a big day.
Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval or the characters. This is only for fun.
Author's Note: Refers to Jess' Birthday. You'll be confused in some places if you don't read it first, probably. Contains innuendos, and probably an adult-ish episode later. Sequel to Jess' birthday, in which they're a couple, not a sequel to Becker Doesn't Like Birthdays, in which they aren't. Should be last birthday fic. I'll be out of the mood in a few days.
Broken into Chapters, 1466 this chapter.
Chapter One, Becker's Birthday
Jess laid in her bed, in a sapphire blue and black baby doll, scribbling on a notepad. Becker came out of the bathroom, in a pair of gray sleep shorts with black bands around the waist and leg holes.
"You should have told me you were wearing that, I could have matched you."
She smiled. "That's OK, besides," she said, running her eyes up his naked chest, and down his legs, "I like you in anything."
He smirked. "Same here, except," he said, crawling up the bed, "I like you in nothing the best."
She giggled. "True, that is your best look, as well."
He leaned over and kissed her slowly. "Let's put this tablet away," he said, pulling at the notepad.
She pulled it back. "Sorry, honey. I can't. I have loads of work."
"On a notepad, seriously?"
She smiled. "I know. It's low tech. Right now I'm just scribbling ideas."
"Jess, you can't torture me by wearing this..." he said, drooling, "very, sexy thing."
She bit her lip. "Do you remember the first time I wore it?"
He laughed. "Of course. Your birthday."
She lit up, and leaned toward him. She kissed him sweetly. "You are so perfect. You remember."
"Jess, it was one of the best nights of my life."
She giggled. "Mine too. Actually, I'm planning another memorable evening, for another birthday."
He laughed. "Right. I'm getting old."
She giggled. "You are not! Now, go away, while I plan your best birthday ever."
He smirked, kissed her, til he felt the notepad loosen in her grip, then he grabbed it triumphantly.
"No fair! You tricked me!"
"Plan my birthday later. I want to make tonight memorable."
"Ooh, well when you put it that way," she said, giving in to him.
The notepad was thrown away, followed shortly by the baby doll and shorts.
A few days later, Jess was monitoring the ADD. Becker came in, and walked over to her laptop. "Hey, Babe, I need to access your computer, a moment."
He hadn't even got the lid open, when a frenzy of heels signaled her defensive attack. A bangled hand shot out, and kept the lid closed.
"No, you don't!"
"What?" he asked, amused.
"You sneaky, sexy man! No you don't. You're just trying to find out my plans!"
"I like how she got sexy in there," whispered Sara to Epstein. They were both Ops techs, and watching the scene.
"Your plans?"
"Yes. It won't work."
"Jess, I need to check the soldier reviews I submitted last week."
"Right. I believe you. I'll get it," she said, grabbing her computer protectively.
"Why are you acting so weird?"
"Weird, honey? I'm not," she said, holding the laptop in her lap. She smiled at him.
"Um...the reviews? Please."
She chuckled. "You're really carrying this out aren't you?" she asked, opening the computer, and pulling up the screens She kept looking up at him.
"Yep, not weird at all."
"OK. Soldier reviews..." she said, still chuckling, placing the computer down, and watching him closely.
"Thank you," he said.
She laughed. "Boy, you're still acting this out."
"I don't know what you're going on about, Jess. Honestly," he said, reading the reviews.
She giggled. "Right. Well, doesn't matter. You've been thwarted."
He raised his eyebrow, and looked at her. "Thwarted?' Jess, what are you talking about?"
She shook her head. "You are good, very convincing."
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Jess. OK, got what I need. Thanks," he said, moving away.
She continued giggling. "You're so cute," she said, kissing him. "You're just going to have to wait."
"Wait?"
She nodded.
He stared at her, then looked at Sara and Epstein.
Epstein mouthed, "Birthday."
Becker burst out laughing. "Right. You're planning and plotting. I forgot."
"Don't you dare!" cried Jess. "Don't pretend you don't care. I know you're itching to figure out my plans."
He smirked, and folded his arms. "Am I?"
She frowned. "You are. It's driving you crazy."
He grinned wider. "I'm not, and it's driving you crazy."
She stomped her foot. "It is not!"
He laughed.
"Stop it, Becker! I know you know I'm up to something, and I know you care!"
He shook his head. "I do know, of course. It's my job to make sure the ARC is secure, and know what's going on."
She frowned. '
He smiled, and took her hand. "I've been turning a blind eye on purpose, Jess. You want it to be a surprise, and I can't risk blowing it because I'm so awesome at my job."
Jess burst into giggles, and hugged him. "Good point. Thank you."
"I'm taking for granted, however, that the conspiring with my soldiers, the secret emails with Chef Bernie, the clandestine meetings with Matt and the team, not to mention your plots with Lester, are in no way a threat to security."
She giggled. "No threat. I promise."
"OK. I am interested, but I pride myself on discipline and self-control."
She glanced wickedly at him. "Most of the time."
"Yeah, most of the time, and where you aren't concerned," he said. "I'm not curious, because I know I'm going to love it all. It's you who's doing it."
"How can you turn me from furious to kitten-like, so quickly?"
He shrugged. "We have powers over each other, apparently."
She nodded, and they kissed.
"I wasn't joking about the soldier reviews, I did need them, and I need to get back to my office."
"OK," she said. "Later, baby."
"Later, Jess."
Becker's birthday dawned cold and rainy. Becker smiled as he heard Jess sighing and lightly cursing at the powers of nature.
"It's OK, Jess," he said, with a yawn. "Just smile, that's sunny enough."
She jumped back onto the bed. "You are too sweet," she said, kissing him. "Now, hurry and get ready. We have to go. We have somewhere to be."
"Fine, but if I remember right, you had breakfast in bed," he said.
She smiled. "True. I don't re-hash ideas, even brilliant ones, sorry. I promise, however, you will get a smashing breakfast, but we have to go to it."
He nodded, and pulled himself up. Then he looked at the clock. "Jess! It's an hour too early!"
She crept back to him. "I know, but it will be worth it. Trust me," she said, kissing him. "Happy Birthday, by the way."
He kissed her, and said, "It's a good thing you're cute and kiss well."
She giggled, and at the sound, he said, "Ah, now, you've brought out birds to sing for me."
She swatted playfully. "You are charming today, aren't you?"
He laughed. "Can't help it, you do it to me. Giggle again and drown out the rain."
She did. "I'm serious, though. We need to move. We really can't be late."
Becker got dressed, and walked in to see Jess wearing a new dress.
"OK, why do you get new clothes on my birthday?"
"It's for you. I want to look amazing."
He smiled. "You do, but that's a lame excuse."
She giggled. "I thought it was a brilliant excuse."
He looked at what she wore. "You look awesome, very unusual."
"It is," she said, smiling brilliantly. "It's a take-off from the Chinese Cheongsam traditional dress. It's fairly traditional on top: with the oriental style print flowers and symbols, plus the tailoring is straight and fitted."
Becker smiled. "I like the top. It shows your curves."
She smiled. "The bottom, however...not so traditional," she said. "It should be straight down like this all the way, maybe with a slit. I like the unusual-ness, though."
The skirt was very modern. It was plain red, and jutted out a-line style, but in pleats, and the sides hung down asymmetrically, showing off different amounts of leg, from mid-thigh to mid-calf.
"I especially like the neck," said Jess. "It mimics the Mandarin style collar, but it's much looser."
Becker smiled, "And lower cut. I like it too."
She giggled.
"And just so you know, I do get why you're wearing it," said Becker.
"Oh, do you?"
He smiled. "Yes. I took you for Chinese on your birthday."
"In honor of our 'first dinner,' minus the bomb," she said with a giggle. "I don't re-hash ideas, but I do creatively re-make them. Plus, you did such a great job on my birthday, I wanted to make it clear that I remember, and still love it."
Becker smiled. "Very sweet." He gave her a little spin, looking over the dress. "You look gorgeous, and I apologize for teasing you."
"Don't. I love your teasing," she said, kissing him again. She looked down at his watch. "Oh! We have to go!" she cried, grabbing a black bag, as she pushed the birthday boy out the door.
End of Chapter One