Authors Note: Thank you all so much for the reviews. Things are about to get a little bit more interesting for Jess. Thank you again for reading.
"This is the Ocean, silly, we're not the only two in here." – Dory, (Finding Nemo)
[The ARC Parking Garage]
-Jess's Point Of View-
I practically ran towards my car, tears treating to spill over.
'I will not cry here, I will not cry here, I will not cry…oh who the bloody hell am I kidding.' Tears fell freely down my cheeks, I could taste there bitter salt as I licked my lips.
I was mad, mad because I didn't know what was going on between those two and even madder because of the simple fact Becker is such a sod about not showing affection in the work place, and he was practically making out with that American…tramp.
Hell, one of her men came walking by why they were together and he didn't pull away from her like he did me. Stupid git, he makes me so upset sometimes.
I got to my car only to have myself in such a fit that I couldn't open up the door properly.
"Can I help you miss?" A man from the left of me asked, his accent clearly American – a 'southern accent' I think they call it.
"I'm fine." I lied turning my head to get a look at who was talking to me.
He seemed to be a bit older than me…he was wearing an outfit similar to Becker's – black and military looking, he was even standing like Becker, straight up with hands clasped behind his back. His blond hair was cut short, and his cerulean blue eyes held a worried look. His overall physical appearance startled me in such a way it felt like a physical blow – this guy was absurdly attractive.
"No I'm fine." I said through clenched teeth, trying to get my key into the car door. It is just wrong to be seen losing it in front of an attractive stranger.
"You don't look fine." He commented, I looked at him in exasperation – his blue eyes were piercing.
"Who are you exactly?" I demanded.
"My name is Captain Bennett miss, and you are?" He responded without missing a beat.
"Jessica Parker, you're an American aren't you?" I questioned, he nodded and I continued. "So what exactly are you doing in our car garage?" I asked hotly.
"I am in charge of guarding and maintain my team's vehicles at the moment." His voice turned formal, like the way Becker's talked sometimes.
Dammit, he was making me angry by reminding me too much of Becker.
"So why are you bothering me exactly?" I seethed; I tried the key in the door again.
"Because the car you are trying to get into belongs to my commanding officer Admiral Sullivan miss."
I pulled back and took a better look at the car – it wasn't mine, it looked close to mine, but it wasn't.
"You have got to be kidding me." I blurted out, my emotions getting the better of me. Now I was edging dangerous close to nervous breakdown territory.
[The ARC]
-Becker's Point Of View-
I couldn't stop worrying about Jess. I knew what she walked in on wasn't what it looked like, she had to know that. She had to know that I would never hurt her like that. I think I have proven to her time and again that she is my love and my life.
I still didn't like the look, er…more accurately, the lack of a look she gave me.
I hadn't realized how much my attention had deterred until Lester cleared his throat.
"Captain Becker would you please come back to us?" Lester asked, my attention snapped back to the present.
"Sorry sir." I apologized
