Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval. For the millionth time. Oh, only the eighth? Really?
A/N: Slightly more impressed with this one than some of my previous chapters, so I hope you like it.
Becker's Thoughts - Chapter 8
Becker's keys slid across the counter and deposited themselves neatly in the bin. Swearing softly, Becker stooped to retrieve them, thankful for the fact that he had put the rubbish out today, and so the bin was empty of its usual mixture of ready meal packets and uneaten food.
So, a bad night, Becker thought. Although he was disappointed, he wasn't really surprised. He knew that his actions today would keep him awake. Like rushing off to sacrifice himself so that the others could have a chance. So that his friends could have a chance, Becker realised with surprise. The bunch of misfits that he had been ordered to protect. He knew now that he respected every single one of them. Even Danny, which came as a mild shock to the soldier.
But the real reason they had been there was Abby's brother, Becker remembered disdainfully. The little he had had to do with Jack hadn't appealed to Becker, who had seen him as a nuisance, who whined and moaned at every opportunity. His only saving grace seemed to be love of his sister, and even there, Becker had doubts.
But at least they had got out alive, thought Becker, relieved. After he had saved the teams' necks. Again. If only Sarah had been there to see that. Maybe she would have kissed him again. Maybe he might have been able to ask her out. But there hadn't been a chance. Even the moment when she came to check that he was alright was too short, as Danny had dragged her off before he could blurt out the words he held inside.
Danny. So maybe the man was a threat after all, Becker mused. The problem, Becker realised, was that Danny had an advantage. He had more of an excuse to talk to Sarah, to be with her, as leader of the team. Whereas Becker and Sarah's jobs were about as removed from each other as possible. He was a soldier, head of security, always out in the field, while she was a researcher, practically confined to the labs.
Becker struggled with his sheets as he clambered into bed, downhearted by this discovery. Maybe he would never have a chance with Sarah after all, Becker thought, as he drifted slowly into a broken sleep.
A/N: So, what do you think? You see that button? The one that says 'review'? This chapter, it dispenses ... riches beyond your wildest dreams! Promise! Now, press it, and tell me what you think! Please!