The weirdest thing about Jess' phones all being on separate lines was trying to figure out which was ringing. Or maybe the weirdest thing was talking on one while the other rang. Connor, when home, usually spent a lot of time on the phone discussing technologies with Philip that Abby, and even Jess, didn't understand.

He was doing that in the morning when Abby got up and, if it wasn't for the fact that his side of the bed was a mess, she'd have thought he hadn't slept at all. It wouldn't have been the fist time.

"Yep," she heard Connor say into the second S phone as she plugged in the kettle, "Listen, I gotta go. I've got another call to make."

He hung up and immediately began to dial again. 'Without even so much as a good morning to me,' Abby thought to herself without surprise.

She noticed suddenly that one of the other phones was ringing and sighed as she reached around him to pick up the J phone. "Jess' flat, Abby speaking."

"Morning Abs!" Connor said into the second S phone, flashing her a grin. "Just calling to say I love you and I've already made you breakfast."

Abby's face lit up as she playfully shoved at him. "Connor, you dork! Why are you calling me?"

"In case you haven't noticed, Abs, Jess' phones are brilliantly fun."

Abby laughed and flicked his shoulder.

"Ow! Listen, Abs, I'm gonna have to go in a moment. Some hot chick keeps beating up on me."

"Oh, what a shame, but where's this breakfast?"

"In the living room on the coffee table."

At that moment Jess entered the room. "Morning!" she said, as cheerfully and chipper as always.

"Morning," Abby replied, hanging up the phone.

"Hello? Helloooo? Did you just hang up on me?" Connor whined into the phone. "Please pick up! Please!"

Jess stared at him. "If someone's hung up on you, Con, they can't hear you begging. You know that right?"

"They can if they're standing next to me," Connor muttered. "I was talking to Abby."

"Ah, I see," Jess said with a puzzled expression that contradicted her words. "You know, you may both be crazy. Anyway, I'm off to work, see you."

"Jess, I know you like to be early, but two hours before your shift starts is a bit ridiculous," Abby pointed out.

Jess nodded, "I know, but I want to get off by ten to go to my nephew's birthday party." She ran out the door with a friendly wave.

As soon as she was gone, Connor picked up the E phone and called Abby again on the first S one. Abby rolled her eyes as she picked up. "Yes, Connor?"

"Your breakfast is getting cold."

"So it is. Are you gonna join me in the living room, or are we gonna sit here on the phone all morning?"

"I'll join you, but before I hang up, I have to tell you something very important."

"What's that?"

"I talked our way into a day off, provided there're no anomalies."

Abby hung up the phone in surprise. "No work for you either?"

"None. Philip may be mad when Lester tells him, but I'm the most brilliant one there, he can't fire me. Seriously though, did you really just hang up on me again?"

Abby giggled, "Sorry, I s'pose I'm not trained in telephone etiquette. So what are we gonna do today then?"

Connor shrugged, "S'up to you."

"Let's just stay in then, K? Chillax for a bit? Maybe go out for a walk in the neighbourhood? By the way, you can probably hang up that phone now, Con."

"Oh, right," Connor spoke into the receiver before placing it back on its base.

Abby was enjoying her day, really she was. She and Connor had spent the morning enjoying a leisurely breakfast and just talking like they used to. When Connor's mobile had gone off and she'd seen Philip's number flash across it, she'd felt the disappointment well up as she just knew Philip would be angry and convince Connor to change his mind about their day off, but Connor had simply switched the phone off without answering. He glanced at Abby with a grin and said, "I've decided I only answer phones that spell out JESS today, and Philip doesn't have any of those numbers."

After that, they had gone for their walk. It'd been a nice relaxing stroll and Connor had held her hand the entire time, but Abby noticed something. Connor was tired. Exhausted really. She was starting to worry about him, so when they got back, she suggested they take a nap together.

They'd stripped down to their underwear and climbed into bed when a loud persistent hammering started on the front door. They glanced at each other, puzzled.

"Ignore it," Connor said, "It might be Philip."

"You think he'd come here?" Abby asked, incredulously and hating the man just a little bit more.

Connor shrugged, "I don't know."

But the banging continued until it suddenly became stronger and louder and resulted in a huge crash. Connor and Abby stared at each other in dismay because they were sure someone had just bashed the entire door down.

"Might be a robber," Connor whispered. "Stay here, Abs. I'll check it out."

"And what are you gonna do if it is?" she whispered back.

"I dunno," he replied, "I'll think of something." He gave her a quick kiss and dashed out into the living room, grabbing a lamp to use as a weapon if he needed to, though he didn't know yet what he'd do with it.

To his relief it wasn't an armed robber, and to his surprise, it was an armed Becker that stood in the middle of the room.

"What the hell?" they both asked at the same time, staring at each other in shock.

It was Connor who recovered faster as he stared at the broken door. "Dude, you couldn't just call first? We'd have let you in."

"What are you doing here?" Becker asked, staring at Connor who was standing in his boxers holding a lamp.

"Trying to have a nap and protect my Abby from burglars who turn out to be Beckers." Connor retorted. "What are you doing here?"

Becker ignored the question. "Okay, first of all, you really need some more training if you think that thing is a weapon," he gestured at the lamp, "and secondly, do you live here?"

Connor nodded, "'Course I live here. Wait a minute, you didn't know that? You thought this was a stranger's house? Don't tell me you were actually trying to rob someone?"

"You're an idiot," Becker responded. "I thought it was Jess' flat."

"It.." he was interrupted by a hand muffling his mouth and he looked around to find a fully clothed Abby behind him. He stared at her in surprise.

"Sorry, Becker, but can I talk to him a moment, alone?"

Becker nodded and watched as Abby dragged Connor back to the bedroom. He'd been panicked because when he'd gone to bring Jess some chocolate around lunch time, he'd found that she wasn't at the ARC anymore. He'd searched high and low for her and she hadn't answered her phone either. When she hadn't answered the door, he'd broken it down. He knew it was silly to worry about her like that, but somehow he couldn't help it. Only turns out it was Abby and Connor's flat. He wondered how he'd possibly gotten the wrong address. He was sure it'd been Jess' file he'd been looking at.

Connor stared at Abby as she shut the door behind them. "You can't tell, Connor." Abby said.

"Tell what?"

"That Jess lives here, of course."

"Why not?"

"She didn't, did she? She must have wanted to keep it a secret from Becker that we live with her. I don't know why, but we can't blab her secret."

"And where are we going to say she does live, when he asks?"

"I don't know," Abby responded, thinking, and then grinned. "That's what we'll say actually. We don't know. The files must have accidentally put our address on both, and we don't know where she lives."

"Fine," Connor muttered, preparing to go back out there.

Abby smiled at him, "By the way, thank-you, for trying to save me." She grabbed him and gave him a deep kiss.

Becker, who hadn't moved a millimetre since Abby and Connor left the room, wondered how he was going to explain the fact that he'd been busting down what he thought was Jess' door in a panic. He was a trained soldier and it was only when it came to Jess that he ever really felt truly scared. Suddenly a ringing telephone interrupted his thoughts.

He moved over to the kitchen, wondering if he should pick up since Connor and Abby were still in the bedroom. He stopped short when he saw the phones. JESS. Why the hell would Connor and Abby have telephones that spelled out Jess. And then suddenly it hit him that they were living here with Jess. He picked up the phone before he could think about it too much, hoping it'd be someone that would know where she was. "Uh, hello? Jess' flat, Becker here."

There was silence on the other end for a moment before Jess' voice squeaked out, "Becker?! What…"

"Jess! You're okay! Where are you?"

"At my nephew's party. Becker, why are you in my flat?"

Becker blushed, happy that no one could see it. "I was looking for you. Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" He hoped he wasn't sounding too pathetic.

"I didn't think I needed to," Jess responded. "Lester knew. I don't report to you."

"Yeah but, I was worried," Becker admitted, finding it easier to talk over the phone.

Jess smiled to herself, feeling flushed by his admission. "Listen, Becker, I can't talk long. Joey is hanging onto my sleeve already. Tell Abby and Connor I'm stay at my sister's overnight. But don't hang around for too long, they need some alone time. See you tomorrow!"

And then she had hung up before Becker had even had the chance to reply. Taken by surprise, and still feeling a bit overwhelmed by the fact that she was living with Connor and Abby, Becker shouted his farewells towards the closed door that Abby and Connor had disappeared behind. Abby poked her nose out at his words and he let her know he'd send someone one to fix the front door shortly and passed on Jess' message that she was spending the night at her sister's.

That night, Becker had a hard time falling asleep. He felt cross and betrayed by the fact that Jess hadn't told him about their living arrangements. She had put herself into unforeseeable danger and it terrified him that he hadn't even known it. Not that he didn't trust Abby and Connor, but she shouldn't have. That was the point he'd been trying to make all along. Who knew what else she was doing behind his back. He would have had to talk to her about her safety tomorrow.

With that thought, he finally fell asleep. He dreamed of Jess cheerfully and innocently handing out keys to her flat to every person on the street. Then he dreamed that those same people were emptying out her home moments later, and there was nothing he could do.

Becker found Jess at the ADD. She stood beside the computer talking to Abby. The soldier assumed it was about her nephew's party. When the girls saw him approaching, Abby left and Jess flashed him one of her gorgeous smiles.

Much to Jess' surprise, Becker didn't smile back at her. When he stopped in front of her and started to talk, Jess couldn't believe her ears.

"You asked Connor and Abby to move in with you on the day they returned from the Cretaceous, right?"

Taken aback by the sharpness in his voice, she nodded in response.

"Jess! I've told you how dangerous it is to open your flat to strangers. What if they'd stolen everything in there?" His voice rose in volume. "I ordered you to not give your keys away like that. You disobeyed me! And to top it off, yesterday you simply disappeared without telling me where you were going. You left before your shift was over."

The Field-Coordinator's eyes widened as she got over her speechless shock. Did Becker really thing she was such a helpless teenager that she couldn't take care of herself? She was sick of being patronized. Jess straightened her shoulders a little more.

"You ordered me? You ordered me? You know what Becker?" Her voice now matched his, "I was truly flattered that you seemed to care for me. Happy really. But obviously all I am to you is a little child who needs taken care of. Well guess what? I might be only nineteen, but I can take care of myself. It's not up to you what I do in my own home and I don't have to obey you. I'll make my own decisions, thank-you. Oh, and I know who I have to report to if I leave work early. It's Lester, by the way. It's not like you and I dating or something where there'd be reason for me to keep you informed, so there is no need for me to tell you about my plans for a day. If I want to visit family or friends, I can do so. I don't need your approval. We are colleagues, remember, not even friends: your words."

Becker was staring at her in silence and Jess took a deep breath before she went on, "I'd also like to know, since when do you have the right to break into my flat? If you were worried about me, you could have called! I would have told you. No need to damage other people's belongings. Oh, by the way, I think I'll be leaving early again."

With that said, Jess turned on her heels, leaving Becker speechless behind.

"Mate, you've blown it!" Connor said, as stepped out beside the soldier and stared after Jess.

Becker glared at the computer geek before he fled out of the HUB himself, thinking to himself that Connor was right.