This chapter is dedicated to andrewleepotts - the writer on this site, not the actor- for the comment "I'm trying with Becker but he's a hard one.- There's a thought!" and all the other's who have had their minds in the gutter when thinking of questions for our certain someone.

I hope you enjoy!

The next break found the girls debating Becker's admission and waiting for the others.

"You know, we haven't really asked Becker all that many questions. You know, directed exactly at him. And I think he's the one of the team who we know the least amount about. I mean sometimes I think we know more about Matt than we do Becker and Matt's a closed book."

"You're right, Jess. But what do we ask him?" Sam frowned in thought.

"I don't know about Becker. He's a hard one." Abby paused for a second then smirked. "Well isn't that a thought." She winked cheekily at Sam.

"With your head I don't want to know where that line of thought is going!"

"I'm thinking of asking him-"

"Don't you tell me what you want to ask him! Get your head out of the gutter first!"

"Urgh! You're such a prude! I just want to know what turns him on."

Sam's head tilted, mouth half opened as if to start speaking, she blinked several times, mouth still open. The shut it and re opened another few times. She took in a breath as if she had finally figured out what so say but paused, puffing out her cheeks.

"I don't even know what to say. Congratulations Abby. You've actually rendered me speechless."

Jess blushed from the idea of asking such a question, Abby smiled evilly at them and Sam continued to look like a goldfish. Imaginary scenarios started to play in their heads. After a few moments grins simultaneously appeared on all their faces.

"Hey, what's up?"

Becker's sudden decision to use common slang brought the girls to laughter.

"What?" He looked around in a mixture of confusion and annoyance. "All I did was ask 'what's up'."

Jess snorted loudly in her laughter and Sam's turned into cackles, hysterics setting in.

"What?"

"I don't know, Becker." Abby was grinning like a Cheshire cat, a sight more commonly seen on her fiancé. "What is up?"

Becker missed the slight affliction put on the last word and remained as lost as ever.

"No worries, Becky Boy. Jess just has a question for you." The girl chocked as Abby forced her into the spotlight.

"No! No! It wasn't me! It was…" Jess looked between the other two girls. Forcing it back to Abby seemed like a bad idea. "SAM! Sam thought of a question for you!"

"NO! Don't you dare and try and put this on me!"

"What the hell is going on?" Becker practically cried over the girls yells.

That served to make Sam and Jess crack up. Here was Becker, a trained soldier, brought to begging because he was being kept in the dark while girls laughed.

"We were talking before you came in. Because we never have questions for you. Well good ones." Sam started to explain. "And well, it was," she paused pulling her lips back into her mouth as she tried not to laugh. "Umm… hard."

The girls cracked up. Again.

"It was hard? How is 'hard' funny?"

Abby curled up, pulling her knees over her stomach as the muscles began to pull.

"This isn't fair, guys. You have to give me something!"

Connor entered with Matt and Emily at that exact moment.

"I bet you want them to, riiight!" They could always count on Connor for sleazy innuendos.

The girls started to cry.

"Stop it! Stop it! I can't breath!" Jess's hair fell into her face as she shook.

"That wasn't useful! They're not telling me what they're laughing at!"

Matt and Emily looked faintly amused as the fully grown man was reduced to a complaining six year old.

"Come on!"

"Jess is right! You're killing me here!" Sam lost her balance, lunged for the worktop and missed falling flat onto the floor. "OOOWWWW!"

"You are spending too much time with Connor." Becker, still not amused, attempted to insult Sam into telling the secret.

"Nice to see you're worried about me guys!"

She hiccupped as she spoke and the others found themselves unable to tell if Sam was still crying from laughter or she was really hurt. Jess rushed to her side as no-one else moved.

"You okay?"

"I think I hit my head."

Abby snorted, laughing again. Connor looked at her, surprised at her noticing the possible double entendre- even if it was anatomically incorrect. The soldier girl on the floor tried to stand but fell backwards again.

"Do you need a hand with that?" Despite the mick takes Becker was still ever the gentleman.

Connor started to laugh as he threw an arm around Abby. "You know this is fun."

"I'm seriously hurt here!"

Becker pulled Sam up and seated her firmly in her chair then stood himself on the next edge of the island.

"We could get Becker to kiss it better for you." Abby sniggered.

"Guys. I'm really not in the mood."

At the tone in Becker's voice the others studiously averted their eyes. Matt had followed Connor's line of thought and got the gist of the conversation while Emily remained confused, unable to get the modern slang. Sam swayed in her seat and her eyes glazed over.

"Sam?" Becker leant forward to catch her, stopping the fall from the chair back onto the floor. "I think we ought to pop up to the medical bay and find a bed."

Twisting into her partner Abby let out a shriek of laughter that was only slightly muffled by Connor's arm. Becker stopped trying to move Sam as he tried to figure out what Abby found so funny. Matt smiled as he watched the penny drop in his second-in-command's head. The entire conversation was visibly replayed in Becker's head and his face began to harden.

"What the hell were you talking about before I came?"

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