Episode 1.5

Rachel woke up in the all too familiar medic room with an oxygen mask strapped over her mouth and nose. She sat up, removing the annoying mask and wincing. Her head throbbed, her throat was dry and she could feel parts of her skin peel off. She thought that she must look a state. She flopped back down onto the mound of pillows when the door opened and Becker poked his head in, smiling.

"You awake yet?" he asked, shutting the door behind him.

"Yes." She moaned in response.

"How are you feeling?" he questioned as he sat on the edge of the bed and brushed a few odd strands of hair behind her ear.

"My head hurts, my throat hurts. Oh and i think parts of my skin are falling off." She listed.

"I thought you may want this." Becker smiled, holding out a bottle of flavoured water.

"Thanks." Rachel mumbled, taking the bottle and downing half of it. "What happened anyway?"

"You passed out." Becker explained. "Because you were dehydrated, had heat exhaustion and lack of oxygen."

"That's what I get I suppose." She shrugged. "For being out at sea for a year and a half and only drink rum."

"Could be." Becker smirked. "You want to go home?"

"Hell yeah. Anything to get out of here." She joked, stumbling to her feet, with Becker's help.

Becker smiled to himself as he let Rachel lead them into the flat. He smiled even wider when she froze in the living room with her jaw hanging open. He had moved her stuff to his flat while she was in the infirmary. She turned back to him, a disbelieving look on her face.

"You didn't . . ." she laughed.

"With help yeah." He smirked. "Thought that we won't get much time to do it ourselves, so might as well do it now. Plus you wouldn't get in the way."

That earned a slap from Rachel.

"What was that for?" he exclaimed.

"Saying I would get in the way!" she shrieked.

"You would!" he laughed. "You run into the bomb today!"

She noted that his voice fell as he said the part about the bomb. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his neck, silently comforting him. Becker copied her actions, putting his arms around her waist.

"It's getting late. We better get to bed." Becker mumbled.

"What's the time?" Rachel asked, leaning back.

"11 o'clock." Becker replied.

Before she could reply with some sort of excuse, he tightened his grip around her waist, lifting her off the floor. She screamed and laughed as he carried her to the bedroom. She giggled all the way there until he slammed her into the door, making her yelp slightly and him almost stumble.

"You fail love." She laughed.

"Not as much as you!" he retorted. "Open the door or we can't get to bed."

Rachel's mind took a speedy dive. "Going that fast, are we?" she teased. His teasing smile vanished instantly and a blush took it's place. She placed a soft kiss to his burning cheek. "I'm only joking."

Each episode will now have a sort of 'what happens between chapters' sort of thing after each one.

And WHO WATCHED THE FINALE!

I did

I cried afterwards!

THEY CAN'T END IT LIKE THAT!