Authors Note: Due to popular demand, I have decided to turn this into a story. Thank you so much for reading, and please review.
-Becker's Point Of View-
After Connor 'introduced' us I felt my mind start spinning – and then the world around me as well - until I was unable to keep anything straight in my mind - I laid my head back on the ground and let myself pass out.
I woke up to what must have been hours later in what I was able to identify as the infirmary – and I had one hell of a headache, my body felt like it was on fire as well. I looked around the room and noticed that Jess and…Stephen Hart were at the entrance to the room talking and laughing with one another. I had to strain my eyes to get a better look…was Jess…was she blushing? I watched detached as Stephen said something to her quietly and Jess smiled looking down blushing again, not meeting Stephen's eyes.
With a great deal of effort I was able to push myself up and watch the interaction closer.
'Is he flirting with her?' I mentally questioned, the more I was able to watch them the more I realized that Stephen really was flirting with Jess. An odd feeling of possessiveness washed over me. But that was absurd…Jess and I were not dating so I had no good reason to be upset. To my surprise I found myself having to curb my temper considerably.
Still talking to her, Stephen glanced over at me and double took, when his blue eyes met mine he smiled at me, it a warm and friendly smile. I could see why Jess would be interested in him.
Jess who still had her total focus upon Stephen - ignored me, only when she saw that he was looking elsewhere did she finally glance in my direction - smiling she came over to my bedside.
"How are you feeling Becker?" She asked, the concern in her voice made me feel better, but the formality of her actions didn't.
"I'm fine Jess, thank you." I answered giving her a smile. She fiddled with her hair nervously as Stephen walked up closer to my bedside. I looked at her quizzically, she never did that normally, at least not that I have seen – not even when she talked to me.
"Glad you're awake mate." He conveyed, I found myself looking at him in complete and utter amazement. The whole situation was awfully weird.
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" I deadpanned.
"Becker!" Jess cried in shock, I turned my head and gave her a look, and she gave me one right back. She looked upset…angry even, and to my confusion the only thing that bothered me was the fact that I have never seen her look at me with any amount of anger – ever, and it stung.
"It's alright Jess…he has a point." Stephen defended, Jess looked at him and her eyes softened for a fraction of a second before they returned to looking into mine – the anger coming back.
"I was waiting for you to come around mate before I explain, because I want to do it all at once with everyone there." He answered, and that made sense.
"We will be waiting in the main room when you're ready Becker." Jess informed curtly as she turned and walked out of the room. Stephen close on her heels.
"Bloody hell…" I grumbled, shifting to get out of the bed.
To Be Continued….