Authors Note: Thank you for the reviews, I appreciate knowing your enjoying this. ;) Now it is time for some Jess and Becker love.

"If a shark stops swimming, it dies, so don't stop swimming." –Unknown

[Jess's Flat - Evening]

-Jess's Point Of View-

I had to remember to send a thank you note or something that that American soldier. After completely losing it – he helped me calm down and got me to the 'right' car.

It has been a few hours sense I had seen Becker, I have calmed down a considerable amount and maybe even gotten more perspective on what I saw.

There was a soft knocking at my door, I set down my glass of wine and got up to answer it, before I reached the door I heard Becker's voice asking softly from the other side.

"Jess, can I come in please."

No matter how mad I was at him – just hearing his voice always made the butterflies in my stomach dance.

Taking my time I answered the door, when I opened it Becker was standing there, holding a large brown paper bag. I could smell the wonderful Chinese food – and he looked yummy as well.

But I wasn't going to let him in that easily.

"What do you want Becker?" I asked, trying to make my voice sound neutral as possible.

Becker looked nervous – an emotion I had only seen on him one other time – and that was when he first asked me to spend the night with him.

"Jess…what you saw today, you got the wrong impression."

"Oh, really?" I folded my arms across my chest and leaned against the door frame, Becker continued.

"She was just whispering in my ear so she wouldn't embarrass me aloud by the fact that I remembered her from the time she made me look foolish in front of the other cadets at Sandhurst by making a better sniper shot that I did."

He shifted uncomfortably on his feet.

"She isn't interested in me Jess – she actually asked me if Matt was single because he's the she's interested in." He added.

We started at each other in uncomfortable silence. My stomach rumbled and I looked at the bag he was carrying.

"Chinese?"

"Yeah."

I smiled gently at him before asking. "You got any prawn crackers?" A smile spread across Becker's face.

He chuckled, "I wouldn't dare forget Jess."

Standing aside I let him in, he set down the food on the counter – forgetting how hungry I was I walked up to him putting my arms around him – letting my hands go under his shirt. Turning to face me I wrapped my arms around his neck – our lips meeting.

He kissed me with care, giving more than he was taking; he pulled away from me – and I started working on a love bite at the bottom of his neck. Becker moaned softly as I gently bruised the soft skin of his lower neck. I let my lips trail up his jugular vein, and his moan came louder.

His hands made their way to the bottom of my shirt; in one swift movement he had it off me.

Coyly I pulled away, giving him a seductive smile as I walked slowly to my bedroom, without hesitation Becker followed.

[In the Middle of the Atlantic – Three Days Later]

-Becker's Point Of View-

I sighed as I stood on the flight deck of the Nimitz class aircraft carrier USS Dakota. We have been tracking a megaladon for a few miles now. The Americans and us had decided that the only way to deal with them would be to kill them.

I looked up as I heard the whirring of the helicopter blades. Matt, Alaska, and Jess had taken to the air to get a better view and to try and spot the shark. Maybe it's just because I'm a military man, but I found it incredible sexy seeing Jess in an American boeing AH-64 Apache helicopter.

Turning I made my way to the observation tower. Connor was standing there watching the US military at its finest; he turned to look at me and smiled.

I had changed - I was now wearing a plain white shirt (Alaska had insisted on it in case anyone of us fell into the ocean or something – like you could survive a bloody fall off this thing).

Jess had gotten a little bit carried away with the love bite, not that I minded but Connor didn't have the tact or will power not to comment – the mark was apparent in this shirt.

Turning to look at me he saw it, a smirk forming on his face. "That's what turtle necks are for mate." He snickered; Abby who was standing at the other side of the room snickered as well.

I ignored them, as the radio link with the helicopter called in.

"We have a visual, what the status on radar?" Alaska commanded.

I walked forward looking at the screen; you could clearly see it in front of us. Captain Bennett responded, "We have it on radar…"

The room grew quiet as another soft 'blip' sound was added to the radar screen.

"Admiral we have another one on the screen, moving fast – it's coming in from the side - its movement suggests tha…" Captain Bennett stopped mid sentence and looked up out the window standing up.

"Oh shit…Alaska pull up, pull up hard." Captain Bennett yelled dropping all military formality, but it was too late.

We all watched in transfixed disbelief as the colossal sharks body shot up out of the water, its massive jaws clamping down with a sickening metallic crunch around the under carriage of the helicopter.

"JESSICA!" I screamed, making a move towards the door, Connor grabbed me from behind his arm wrapped around my chest – attempting to stop me.

"There isn't anything you can do, let them handle it mate." I turned in his grasp prepared to hit him when Captain Bennett grabbed me from behind as well, the ships alarms blared around me.

I looked up in horror as the shark fell back down to the water – the helicopter still in its massive jaws.

Sobs came hard and painful; I stopped fighting against Connor and Bennett and sank to my knees. "JESS!" I cried out again, the pain in my heart overwhelming me as I cried.

To be Continued…