I so sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter out. You can all thank Prawn Crackers for the sudden update. The PM kicked my ass into high gear. Anyway I've been trying to get into the Police Academy for the last few months, which is a long and involved process and I still won't know for roughly another six months. Add in a 45 hr work week and there's not a lot of time for writing. A huge thank you for everyone who has stuck with me, i will try to continue with more regular updates. Enjoy!
Jess sighed as her cell phone rang for the fifth time in an hour. With a long suffering sigh she hit the accept button that sent the call directly to her headset.
"Becker, I love you," she said, "But you really have to stop calling me at work." It was a week after Becker had left the hospital, and he seemed to be going stir crazy on his own at the flat. He usually called to get updates on the team and any alerts that happened, but sometime he called her just because he was bored. She glanced quickly around the ops room to see if anyone could catch her making a personal call while on the clock. Rationally she knew no one would really care if she spoke to Becker while at work, but past experiences still made her nervous.
"Can you change our phone number?" he asked her tightly. Jess was surprised she couldn't hear his teeth grinding in her ear.
"Are you alright," Jess was already looking around the room for a tech to take her place in case she had to rush off.
"I haven't the slightest how she got our home number, but she won't stop calling. I thought about disconnecting the phone, but I didn't think you'd like having a large hole in the wall," Becker said tiredly.
"That woman is driving me mad," she seethed into the headset, "and I don't even have to listen to her."
"I took all the firing pins out of my guns," he told her deadpan, "just so I don't shoot her if she shows up." Jess was mildly concerned because she couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"I doubt she will," she reassured him, "I made sure the house wasn't listed anywhere someone could get access without top level clearance."
"You can do that?" he said with surprise in his voice. Jess shook her head, wondering if her new husband would ever fully grasp just what she could do with virtual information.
"How can you doubt me?" She teased as she typed away at her keyboard, just making sure that no one had accessed their information. She gasped a little when an alert popped up.
"Jess," Becker's concerned voice in her ear had her snapping back to attention, "Are you alright? Is it the baby?"
"Someone found our information," Jess whispered and vaguely heard Becker curse in the background. She tried to hide just how much Cecilia put her on edge. She had done some research during her free time and from what the gossip rags had said, Cecilia was a down right vindictive bitch who loved nothing more than destroying people's reputations. It made her wonder just what Becker's sister would do to them if they kept pissing her off.
"Can you find out it if was her?" He asked tightly. Before Jess could answer, the alarms throughout the ARC started screaming.
"Damn," she sighed, "I have to go, but I'll see you at the doctor's later. I love you."
"Love you too."
Becker sighed and tossed the phone gently up onto the couch from his prone position on the floor. He sighed and resumed the sit ups he'd been doing throughout the morning, something Jess would have frowned on. He'd gotten up to fifty when the phone rang again. A growl ripped from his throat as he collapsed to the soft carpet. He really hoped it was one of his officers, or Jess' sister, because he really couldn't take another call from his sister. Unfortunately it was her voice that came over the answering machine once the ringing stopped.
"Hilary answer the phone," Becker bounced his head softly against the ground a few times when he heard her; "I know you're home. So answer the phone immediately." There was a long pause as both stubborn siblings refused to cave.
"Fine," Cecilia huffed after roughly five minutes of silence, "I had hoped it wouldn't come down to this, but you've forced my hand."
Becker bolted up at that ominous message and reached the phone in seconds. "What the hell are you saying?" He shouted into the mouthpiece, but his sister had already hung up and all he heard was the dial tone. Becker felt a chill race down his spine, which didn't help his shoulder, at the blatant threat and hoped he and Jess could handle whatever his sister decided to through at them.
Three hours after the disturbing phone call Becker was sitting in his truck outside Jess' OBGYN office waiting for her to arrive. His mind was spinning as he tried to decide if he should tell Jess about Cecilia's threat or not. On one hand he wanted her to be prepared for what was coming, but he was terrified that it would be too much stress on her already stressed body. Before he could decide either way Jess zipped into the spot next to him. He was next to her door instantly to help her out, knowing she was beginning to have trouble getting in and out of cars. Jess smiled up at him as she took his hand and emerged from the miniscule car. Becker leaned down to give her a soft kiss, unable to resist the temptation. Much to his surprise, and pleasure, Jess wrapped her arm around his neck and deepened the kiss. One of his hands automatically drifted up to tangle in her hair ashes other arm wrapped around her waist. When they finally parted a few minutes later they were both breathing heavily. Jess giggled and reached up to wipe the remnants of her lipstick from his lips.
"Let's get this over with so I can ravish you," Jess said as she dragged Becker towards the lifts.
"I love pregnancy hormones," Becker said, smiling unrepentantly as he followed behind Jess like an eager puppy.
"You would," Jess said as she hit the button for her doctor's floor and shoved Becker hard against the wall. As soon as her lips hit his, he spun her around and pressed her hard against the cool metal. There was nothing gentle about their kiss, it was pure devouring need. By the time the lift hit their floor, Jess had wrapped one of her legs around Becker's hips, while one of his hands disappeared under her skirt to caress her ass. Her hands were in his back pockets and were pulling him into her. Becker was the one who had to pull away, while Jess whimpered her displeasure.
"We should get to your appointment," Becker said breathlessly as he righted her clothes and pulled her reluctant hands out of his pockets.
"Then right home right?" Jess' pupils were blown wide with lust, and it took all of Becker's training not to hit the emergency stop button and taking her right there.
"Right home," he told her, his voice cracking slightly. As soon as the doors opened, the couple was heading for the check in desk. Luckily for them it was a slow day so they were able to get into an exam room quickly.
Jess was on the table with her shirt pulled up to expose her stomach, with cold gel being applied by the sonogram tech, before they knew it.
"Well," the tech said, "everything looks good. The baby is settled a little far back, so we can't see the back, but we've got a good view between the legs if you want to know the gender." Becker and Jess looked at each other before Jess nodded excitedly. The tech smiled and adjusted the scanner a bit before capturing the image. She pulled the newest printout away from the printer and handed the small stack to Jess.
"There's your son's first portrait," the tech told them with a smile.
"Really," Jess squeaked happily. Becker couldn't do anything to wipe the ridiculous grin off his face, not that he really wanted to. Still smiling, they schedule their next appointment and headed out to their cars.
"Hurry home," Jess said giving Becker a quick peck before unlocking her car. Becker gently grabbed her arm before she got in. As much as he really didn't want to ruin her good mood, he knew he needed to tell her about the message from Cecilia waiting at home.
"Cecilia left a message at the house," he told her gently as he pulled her close, needing her comfort as much as he wanted to comfort her, "She's planning something, but I have no idea what." Jess leaned into Becker, silently telling him that his news was definitely affecting her. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and stayed there, craving the physical connection.
"You okay," he whispered after they had stood silently in the parking garage for a few minutes. She nodded.
"Let's get home," she said sniffing a little. There were tear tracks going down her cheeks and Becker cursed his sister once again for making their already hectic lives even more difficult, "We can talk more there." Becker nodded and helped her settle into her car.
"I'm gonna run to the store on the way," Jess told him, making Becker smile.
"Go get your ice cream," he told her knowing she as having another craving for chocolate and peanut butter ice cream. Jess glared at him playfully at him before closing her door and driving away.
Becker sighed as he stepped onto their floor and heading down the hall to their flat. He slowed as soon as he turned the corner and saw a slightly younger blonde man, with a messenger bag slung over his shoulder, standing in front of his home expectantly.
"Can I help you?" He asked, still keeping himself close to his easiest escape route. The man turned with a startled look on his face.
"Hilary Becker?" He asked cautiously, something that sent a small bolt of satisfaction through Becker.
"That's me," he said marginally relaxing. The young man nodded and handed Becker a manila envelope from his bag.
"You've been served," he said before walking quickly away. Becker stared at the envelope in shock before he flung open his door and ripped it open, nearly spilling the contents. The words on the paper slammed the breath from his body and he slid to the floor in a stupor. The next thing he knew, Jess was shaking his with a look of concern.
"Are you alright?" she asked him, running her fingers through his hair. Becker met her gaze, not even trying to hide the tears suddenly filling his eyes.
"She's suing us for custody of the baby."
