Jess was singing along to her favourite song on the radio as she drove to work. She always went much earlier than was necessary so that she could relax for a while when she got there. 'Uh, I really need to get round to buying a new car' she thought as it started to clatter. She just hoped that it would get her to work, so she could get one of the guys in engineering to sort it out for her.
Just as she'd crossed her fingers, however, the car started to stutter and slowed down so much she wasn't sure she'd even make it to a lay-by. 'Yesss' she thought to herself. Despite the fact that most people would be extremely irritated by their car breaking down first thing on a Monday morning, for Jess, it meant that she had an excuse to call Becker.
Luckily it turned out that he had set off to work early too, and was only five minutes away. He instructed her to get out of her car and stand up on a grass bank. Of course, she knew that that was exactly what you were supposed to do when your car breaks down, but she found it adorable when he was overprotective.
As soon as he got to her, he took of his jacket, threw it over her shivering, brightly clad shoulders and thrust a half drunk travel mug of coffee into her freezing hands. She watched on dreamily as he tinkered around under her bonnet, and not five minutes later he had the engine running again.
'Listen, I've sorted it, but only temporarily. A mate of mine has a garage nearby so I'll drive your car there and you follow behind in mine, then we'll drive to work together.'
'Why can't I drive my own car?' she asked,
'Because it might not be safe! I don't want you driving this thing around!' He insisted.
After they'd dropped off Jess' car, Becker drove them both to work. Jess couldn't help but notice how good his car smelt. They chatted away all the way to work, then bade their goodbyes as Jess went to the hub and Becker went to the armoury. They had arranged for Becker to drop her off after work and pick her up the next morning, much to Jess' pleasure.