Okay, I've had to re-write all 3000 words I had because my hard-drive died and I'm using my parents laptop for 30 minutes a day. (No time for spell check! Sorry!) This will be dedicated to everyone who's still with me! :)

Becker drops your hand as the two of you emerge from the woods and he waves over your head to the boys. Jenny bounds straight over to you, grabbing you by the hand and separating you from the rest of the group. "Okay, you're flushed!" she whispers once Becker's engaged the boys in conversation and she's pulled you to the other side of the tent. "What happened in there?" Her eyes are sparkling as she runs over several scenarios in her head, some you're pretty sure you neither need or wish to know.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you lie and Jenny laughs, rolling her eyes. She glances over to the oblivious group of boys, pulling you a few steps back.

"Suuuuure. If you wont tell me, then I could always ask Becker..." She smiles, pushing past you and starting to head towards the group, a smirk plastered on her face.

"Wait!" you hiss, grabbing her wrist and puling her back to you. Having to explain in to her is going to be bad enough, but having Becker explain it would just be mortifying. Especially if it meant that he was in a foul mood because of it."He kissed me." you mutter hastily and Jenny's grin just widens.

"Oh, finally! Oh, please let me tell Mikey!" she grins, pulling her wrist from your grasp.

"Not until tomorrow when we've gone home!" you demand and she sighs but nods anyway.

"Fine. But as soon as his mother picks me and him up, I'm spilling the beans!" Jenny says in a sing-song voice and dancing towards the boys. You sigh, roll your eyes and follow at a slower and much more dignified pace.

"What's that about beans?" John asks as the two of you approach and join the circle of boys. Jenny slides between Mikey and Rob whereas you take up a position between Clide and Becker, both of whom tower of you.

"Oh, just that you should never be allowed to eat them." Jenny replies without missing a beat and you briefly wonder if she's had that line in her head her whole life. You wouldn't put it past her. John rolls his eyes but doesn't rise to the bait.

"Right. We've got a six-man tent so we can do four and four." Becker informs all of you and you laugh, shaking your head.

"No way. Six and a two. The four of you owe us,," you gesture between Becker, Clide, John and Ricky who grin, evidently pleased with themselves. Becker just quirks an eyebrow. "and you two just take up a whole tent!" you add, giving Mikey and Rob a pointed look.

"We'll take the small tent." Jenny decided. "Because we're in a good mood. Well, Si is anyway." she gives you and Becker a knowing look and the two of you roll your eyes but you can swear that Becker moves slightly closer to you.

"Can we go back to bed now? I'm shattered!" Mikey complains. The four army boys set about putting their tent up whilst you and Jenny retire to the inside of your tent and evicting the boys bags and sleeping bags. Ten minutes later and You and Jenny spread yourselves out, laying on your backs with your arms folded behind your head.

"I thought you'd at least get a good-nigh kiss." Jenny muses and you roll your eyes, kicking her thigh. "Hey!"

"You and Mikey haven't been all lovey dovey recently either!" you point out and she laughs.

"Only when you're not looking!" Jenny laughs mysteriously, rolling onto her side. "Good night." she laughs and you can imagine the grin forming on her face.

X

You and Jenny awake the next morning to the sound of the boys playing football outside and the smell of frying bacon. You nudge Jenny awake and the two of you quickly change in your sleeping bags before you unzip the tent. You wriggle out of a small gap, attempting to prevent the warmer air from escaping. "It's freezing!" you exclaim, clambering to your feet and ducking the football that soars of your head, bouncing off the top of the tent. You turn to shoot death glares at the boys who are trying hard not to laugh. Trying hard and failing.

"Thanks for the warning!" Jenny calls from inside the tent and her hand appears, reaching for the zip. You beat her two it, wrenching it open and causing her to sprawl on the floor. "Oh my Lord! It's, like, minus twenty or something!"

"Nothing wrong with crisp morning air." you hear Becker laugh as he fetches the ball. He discreetly kisses the side of your head on his way back to the boys, smiling warmly down at you. "You'll get used to it."

"'Nothing wrong with crisp morning air'." Jenny mimics in a supposedly manly voice. "'You'll get used to it'." she scampers off before you can slap her arm, winding her arms around Mikey's neck and moulding her lips to his.

"Wish I'd never mentioned their lack of public affection." you mutter, snatching the ball from Becker's hand and bouncing it off his forehead. "Aim next time!" you laugh. "It's worrying that you're meant to be handling guns but you can't aim a football!"

"Hey! It was Clide that kicked it!"

"That doesn't make it any better!" you point out, tossing the ball back to him. The two of you make your way over to where John is dishing out the breakfast.

X

Travina picks you, Rob and, to her surprise and delight, Becker up at two and spends the car ride home talking about the various happenings of Hampshire to Becker. You and Rob get into an argument in the back seats and you aren't even entirely sure what you're arguing about.

Becker grabs your wrist as you go to enter the house, pulling you aside to let the other two in. "I was wondering," Becker smiles, glancing at the door. "Cinema? I mean, tell those two first and then go?"

"You mean get ripped to shreds, get stuck on a spike, burned and then go to the cinema." you laugh, taking his outstretched hand.

"Speak for yourself! I'm the golden boy, remember?" Becker smiles, closing the front door behind you and kissing your forehead. You fight to stop the blush creeping up your neck as Becker leads you into the living room where Mikey and Travina are setting up a game of monopoly.

"Do the two of you want to play?" Travina asks, fishing the Dog and the Iron from the box. "We can dish out some more money."

"We're fine, thanks." Becker smiles, shifting slightly so that the hand holding yours is behind his back and hidden from the view of his mother and brother. "You remember the oath you made me take, right?"

"The one where you have to inform me of every girlfriend you have for the rest of your life from now until the day you die?" Travina asks, glancing up from the board in front of her. "Yes, I remember. Why?"

"Just thought I'd let you know I have a new girlfriend, that's all." Becker shrugs and both Travina and Rob's heads snap up.

"Age?" Travina demands.

"16/17." (A/N: Pick an age! Either age!)

"A Slut?" Rob asks.

"Rob!" Travina glares at him, slapping the side of his head.

"Sorry. A Chrissie?"

"Do you want to live or not?" Becker asks, shooting Rob his famous 'Becker Glare'.

"Describe her in two words?"

Becker pauses for a moment before shrugging. "Practically family." Becker replies calmly. Travina and Rob's reactions are anything but.

Rob starts to choke on his own saliva whilst Travina opens and closes her mouth like a Gold Fish, glancing between you and Becker and making 'Bu-' noises.

"We're heading to the cinema, so I'll see you later."

X

"I'm amazed you handled that so calmly." you comment as Becker purchases the two tickets for Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. Neither of you can face a Romantic film at the moment and the action scenes mean that, whilst Becker's sidetracked, you get time to 'observe' him as Jenny calls it. "I'd have lost my nerve almost instantly."

"Nerves of steel." Becker grins, handing you a bucket of popcorn whilst grabbing another for himself and steering you into the designated room. He chooses seats towards the back of the cinemas, instantly stealing a handful of your popcorn.

"Hey!" you laugh, slapping his hand away. "You have your own!" Becker just smiles, dropping a handful of his popcorn into your bucket.

"Happy now?" he sighs dramatically and the lights dim. You roll your eyes, throwing a piece of popcorn at him. It bounces of his forehead and he feigns hurt for a few seconds before the lights dim.

"Drama Queen." you mutter as the film starts up.

As Jack, Beckett and Will are running on a wheel across some island, Becker drops his arm around your shoulder and you smile, leaning your head into his neck, feeling him drop a kiss on the top of your head.

Okay, I hope this is satisfactory! I have to say I'm unlikely to update again for a while, but I have several Chapters for all of my stories (and several new ones) already planned out.

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