A/N: I'm writing Primeval fics again! I feel like I've been away from this fandom for ages, but I just got a bit busy for taking on another story at the same time as a few others. Anyway, read on and let me know what you think!

Telling a Girl You Love Her

Captain Becker wasn't a fearful man. He hadn't been scared when he was serving out in Afghanistan. Even in the bomb raids and constant life-death situations, he'd always kept a cool-head and determinedly faced any threat. If he lost his life, he would be dying for his country. A worthwhile sacrifice. It was one of the things that got him his job at the ARC. When facing down a creature, he was exactly the same. He was serving a purpose in his job at the ARC. Every day he put his life in jeopardy to save the general public. To him it was no big deal. He'd been injured countless times and every time he got back up and returned to work as soon as the ARC medics declared him fit and healthy. At the next creature incursion, he didn't cower; he stood firm and calmly dealt with the situation in the exact same manner he always had. He was just courageous and brave; it came effortlessly to him. You only had to look at his ARC records to see it, notably the time he ran off distracting the future predators to save Abby, Danny, Connor and Jack.

In fact, the only time Becker wasn't quite so fearless was when he was confronted not with a prehistoric or futuristic creature that desperately wanted to tear his head from his body, but when he found himself alone with one young Field Co-ordinator.

Jessica Parker was young enough to be his sister, but he couldn't seem to control the overly-friendly feelings he had for her. He would never admit he fancied her, but there was definitely something about her – and it wasn't just the bright, patterned clothes she always wore – that caught and held his attention indefinitely. He was often berated for not concentrating during staff meetings. His only defence was that he couldn't help but be attracted to Jess, not that he ever said that.

He was brave, but he wasn't that fearless.

He'd been through enough failed relationships and awful breakups in the past to know not to risk his working relationship with Jess. And in their jobs, was it really fair to her to enter a relationship and then possibly leave her alone and grieving if he died on a mission? He could think of a thousand arguments not to tell her how he felt and only two to counter them: he should be true to himself, and that it wasn't fair to hide it from her when she clearly felt the same way.

Everyone at the ARC knew Jess fancied Becker. You'd have to be an idiot not to notice to way she got all breathless around him and couldn't seem to string together a coherent sentence whenever he was topless. It was like she lost her mind whenever she saw him. Even Lester had noticed her spending hours watching the CCTV feed of the armoury just to catch a glimpse of him, but he hadn't the heart to tell her off for it. She made no effort to hide her feelings, except for when she became shy around Hilary Becker. Nobody thought of Jess as fearless, so she could be excused from not marching up to him and stating clearly that she wanted to date him and then snog him senseless; but everyone thought Becker was a daring, plucky hero. No-one said it aloud, but every time he walked away from Jess without saying anything, he could almost hear his colleagues scathingly proclaiming his cowardice. Particularly Abby and Emily.

He knew that some time he would have to pluck up the courage to tell Jess how he felt. He wanted to have at least some time with her before it was too late. Only then would he be truly fearless.

After a particularly bad few weeks at the ARC, culminating in the fiasco of New Dawn and the subsequent convergences that followed, he knew he had to speak to her. He'd almost lost her. Twice. Once with the bugs from the future that bad bitten her and then again when the predators got loose in the ARC. He had been terrified then when he'd seen her slumped on the floor, cradling Lester's head in her lap, with smears of blood over her face and her dress. He hadn't even been able to tell if it was hers or not. Whilst he didn't particularly care for his own life, he would do anything to preserve hers.

"Jess," he said hesitantly, coming into the Hub behind her, "could I talk to you for a moment?"

Curious, she nodded and followed him from the room, tottering on her heels in small, rushed steps as she tried to compensate for his long strides.

Suddenly he stopped in a deserted corridor just outside the Rec room.

Now that he was doing it, and Becker was going to do it – he was determined – he couldn't quite find the words he wanted.

Growing nervous, Jess began rocking on the balls of her feet and looking anywhere but at Becker.

"You wanted to talk to me?" she asked, shooting him a glance and looking away again.

He nodded, taking a deep breath and diving in before he could run away from the conversation.

"I'd like to take you dancing," he blurted, being truly fearless for the first time in his life. "That is, if you want to come."

"Dancing? You?" Jess asked, doubting that the staunch, military man was being serious.

He nodded again. "I like you…"

Jess smiled. "Did you have a particular place in mind?"

A/N: I hope you guys liked this. :) Thanks for reading it. There will be more chapters to come, all of which are already written but I haven't done anything for past characters such as Jenny/Claudia or Nick or Stephan, so if you've got some ideas for how they're fearless, please let me know. I'd love to know what you thought of this chapter or even the idea behind the story, so review if you've got time.

Much love, SabreDae

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