Authors Note: Thank you so much for your reading and reviewing, you all help to inspire me to write and I appreciate the feedback.

My brother is doing much better now and with his recovery I feel like my muse is back :), thank you for your concerns and your continued support. Hope you love the new chapter.

-Jess-

"They locked you in here with me?" Jess asked in amazement. Becker turned to her and shrugged, a stern frown on his face.

"Brilliant." Jess seethed making sure she didn't make any eye contact with him.

"Oi, getting trapped in a room with me really that bad? Or would you rather it have been Matt?" Becker raged, his tone of voice giving away at the comments intended sarcasm. Jess, who had been feeling like a good fight opted to simply ignore it.

Letting out a soft sigh and with an equally soft voice said, "Yeah, I would have liked it to be him, then we could have been able to finish what we started." She giggled girly.

She was taken off guard when Becker- in an uncharacteristic show of anger slammed his fist into the wall. The noise alone was enough to make her heart leap.

"Honestly what is going on with you?" He growled, Jess felt her eyes narrow in response, she felt a rush of excitement – she had a feeling she was going to get that fight that she has been craving.

"Whatever to you mean?" Jess asked in mock innocence.

Jess watched with a bit of humor as she saw a slight flicker of flame ignite behind Becker's brown eyes.

"You know damn well you're not acting like yourself." He replied roiling his eyes.

"Are you bloody kidding me Becker, you don't know the first thing about me, and sense when have you ever taken an interest in my personal life?" She accused her voice raising enough to meet his.

Becker looked as if he was about to respond when she shook his head turning away. "Your acting like a common whore." He said below his breath.

Jess heard it almost as a reflex she jumped off the bed she walked over to Becker, slapping him across the face for a second time. Only this time she used the full force of her arm. The sound of her slap echoed like a rifle report.

Becker kept his head turned to the side for a moment, both of them breathing hard – he slowly turned his head to look at her in the face. The look in his eyes was enough to make her retreat back few steps.

Becker walked towards her making her back up nervously, the back of her knees reached the bed – Becker didn't waste a moment before he stepped forward his mouth meaning hers roughly as his strong hands grasp her hips lifting her up and setting her onto the bed with him on top of her.

That is when the battle began, both of them fighting for dominance while stripping one another down. Jess practically ripped Becker's shirt off and he nipped at her collar bone while unbuttoning her shirt.

-Becker-

Becker was aware a few days ago of the flame that had started to flicker in his soul – but seeing her with Matt had ignited it into a wildfire that he feared he wouldn't be able to contain. Jess was the one woman who could be his complete and utter downfall.

His lips were down to her collar bone when she let out a sob that stopped his movements. Pulling back he looked down at her – her hands were covering her face as silent sobs racked her body.

"Jess?" Becker questioned the anger immediately draining from him as she shimmied out from under his weight making her way to the headboard of her bed bracing herself again it. Becker watched hurting himself as she wrapped her arms around her legs drawing them up to her chest.

Becker crawled up the bed to her, with his hands he removed her fingers from her face– his heart breaking at the sight of her crying. Knowing words could do nothing he cupped her face bringing her lips to his for a soft, gentle and loving kiss.

The kissed for a while, slowly Jess relaxed allowing him to touch her, soon she returned the touches. They explored each other as if they were just meeting for the first time. Becker broke their kiss leaning down to whisper in her ear…

"Jess I lov…"

He wasn't able to finish that sentence because just then bloody Connor decided to knock on the door.

"You two haven't killed each other have you?" He asked innocently totally killing the moment between them.

To be continued…