Boss's Daughter

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Becker agrees to drive Jess to his flat.

A heavy silence hung in the car as Jess allowed Becker to drive. At the moment she was unsure that he would indeed take her to his flat, and take her home instead. She hoped not, Abby was still there with Emily and Connor would be home soon and then there would be no 'talking' at all. She relaxed a little when Becker drove away from her flat, and along a road that she knew would take them to his flat. She closed her eyes, she began feeling ... very ... tired and could not keep her eyes open and it was not long before she was fast asleep.

Becker's own mind was in turmoil as he drove, should he stop somewhere other than his flat where they could talk? Should they just talk in the car? Stopping at some traffic lights he pondered where to go. He looked over to her, she looked very peaceful as she slept, but she was still very pale. A gentle moan escaping from her lips. He frowned, something was not right. Then it hit him like a brick being thrown in his face. She had just donated Three pints of blood. He had given her a pint of his own but she would still be tired and lethargic.

Food... that's what she needed! She needed to eat something to give her lots of energy and replenish the blood she had lost. He decided to take her to the flat, and he would cook for her and if anything else happened...

Well, she was a big girl and could take care of herself. The worst that could happen out of this was that he could lose his job.

A horn beeped behind him, bringing him back to his current surroundings. Becker drove to a 24 hour food store. He left a note on the seat beside her telling her what he was doing and left her in the car fast asleep.

Becker went round the shop quickly picking up items he would need. He tried to pick the things he knew would help her, not only get strength but also restore the blood she had lost.

When he returned to the car she was still asleep. He picked up her wrist and quickly checked her pulse to ensure that she was okay, he was relieved to find a steady throb in her veins. He climbed into his car and drove off.

He looked over to Jess as he manoeuvred his car. It was clear what she wanted from him, he'd have to be blind not to see it. She wanted him, he wanted her, but he wasn't sure that he wanted to take that step just yet. After a few moments he pulled into his usual parking space outside his flat. He walked round to the passenger door and nudged Jess gently.

"Are you okay?"

"Mmm, I'm a little tired." She murmured.

"Come on I'll get you something to eat" Becker said as they walked up to the front door. She should be resting after donating all that blood to Lester and food would help her on the road to recovery. Jess stumbled, with no energy to hold herself she collapsed, into Becker's open arms. With hardly any effort he picked her up and carried her into his home.

Becker lived in a two bedroom maisonette, he had the upper floor. He opened the door and carefully edged inside. He used Jess' feet to push the door closed behind him, and carefully took her upstairs.

He took her into the living room and gently laid her on his couch. He looked down at her, she still looked pale and Becker knew that she would benefit from a proper meal. But there was no way she would eat in her current condition.

He wondered if he should call Caroline who was still at the ARC. She had decided to stay and ensure that Lester fully recovered, from his incarnation as a future predator. He shook his head, No, he would wait for an hour and if she didn't wake, then he would call Caroline for advice.

Becker busied himself in the kitchen, preparing all the food he had brought. Soon he had a basic meal prepared. He went over to Jess and ran his thumb over her cheek. The movement caused her eyes to flutter and she moaned ever so softly. Becker gulped and then sighed; she looked, oh so VERY beautiful. Her blue eyes focused on his and she sighed. Becker blinked and moved to her side.

"Hey ... Finally you're awake. How are you feeling?" he asked gently.

"Mmm... tired and sore." Jess huffed and sat up stretching. She sniffed, "Mmm, Something smells good!"

"I've made you a meal! Caroline said you needed to eat and so..." Becker held out his hand. Jess just stared at it for a moment, then realising that he wanted her to go with him, took it as he helped her up. He gestured to the kitchen worktop where he had set out two plates. She walked over, her shoes echoing on the wooden floor.

"What have you made?" she asked looking at the arrangement of food on the plate.

"Liver in an onion sauce, with field greens." Becker watched as she pulled a face.

"Liver is supposed to be good for you, as are the field greens, full of iron, which will help your body get back to normal, and apparently orange juice should increase the iron intake into your bloodstream too." He poured out a glass of the brilliant orange liquid.

Jess looked blankly at him, was he teasing? She raised a questioning eyebrow.

Becker smirked, "I can be full of useless information," He smiled and pulled out a high stool for her to perch upon.

"Just so that you know, I DETEST Liver!" she sat down, casting malevolent looks down on her plate.

Becker smiled and put a jar of condiments down be the side of her plate. He pulled out a bottle of Lemon juice and set that down too.

"This will disguise the taste somewhat." Becker smiled and he dashed a little lemon juice and sprinkled some of the dry powder onto his own plate.

"The lemon juice I can understand, but what is this?" She brought the jar up to her nose and sniffed, the action making her sneeze. Becker sniggered.

"It's Garam masala, it's a mixture of herbs and spices and it will make the liver taste different. Why don't you try some" he speared some of the liver from his own plate and offered it to Jess.

Jess leaned over and she glanced into his eyes as she took a bite from his fork. She chewed it slowly, trying to figure out whether she liked it and also why Becker was sending her so many mixed signals.

"Hmmm..." Jess swallowed before speaking. The spice certainly changed the flavour of the dish for the better and Jess found that she could actually eat it without too much fuss. At home she would have thrown a tantrum and insisted that her mother make something else. "That certainly does change the flavour... How much do I put in?" Becker smiled as he added the spice to her plate.

They ate in relative silence; Jess heard the ticking of a clock somewhere nearby. She looked around the flat; she looked around the kitchen where she sat. It was a very basic kitchen, white cupboards and utensils with a black granite worktop that shone as much as some of Becker's guns did. Jess gazed over to Becker. He seemed busy with his own food and had not noticed that Jess had stopped eating. She looked down at the liver that she hated and gulped. He was right... It probably the best thing she could eat right now. He had been so busy, preparing the food, making sure that it was palatable for her the she started to feel guilty about not eating. Slowly she took another bite. It wasn't that bad, it tasted rather good and very unlike the liver that her mother made.

Becker glanced up at Jess, she was very, quiet, this was unlike her. Usually she would ramble on about anything just to give her something to say. But today she sat still, partly eating and partly playing with the offal that he had made. He would have given her something else, had she insisted, but instead, she sat eating, in silence, like a little naughty schoolgirl who had been scolded. He watched her for a few moments. When she glanced up at him, he quickly turned his own attention to the food in front of him. He hoped that she hadn't seen him.

When they had both finished eating he brought out the trifle he had bought for dessert. He gave her a spoon and took one for himself. He was surprised when he heard a giggle. He looked up at Jess who tried to suppress the sound.

"What...? What's so funny?" Jess pursed her lips, smothering the smile that tried to eke out. She reached across to his face and lifted away the little blob of cream that had stuck to the edge of his mouth. Jess lost herself, as she looked at his delicious lips. She remembered the last time he had kissed her and her smile gradually melted away back into sadness. She had been trying to push Connor away, and the only way she thought of doing so was by grabbing Becker and kissing him in the corridor of the ARC. He had responded by pulling her into an empty elevator and kissing her back. She wondered what had happened to Becker in the last twenty-four hours to make him change his mind.

Jess looked dejected and just shook her head negatively. Becker mentally kicked himself. He had never seen her look like this and the fact that he had hurt her didn't sit too well in his stomach.

"Jess... We have to talk" Becker finally broke the silence. He put the plates and utensils in the sink to be dealt with later and he lead her to the sitting room and sat her down on his couch.

Becker deliberately chose the armchair to sit upon and he settled into it uneasily. He didn't sit back into the chair completely, but leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees; he clasped his hands and brought them so that they rested under his chin.

Jess looked over to him. He couldn't have sat any further away from her and it broke her heart to see him act this way. In her sadness she looked over to the mantelpiece. Photographs jostled for space and a particular face stood out. A blonde haired girl. Jess closed her eyes in despair. He must already have a girlfriend!

Now she knew why Becker had been acting this way!

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