Boss's Daughter

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Lester has been to see Jess and isn't happy with seeing her upset.

Becker removed himself to the shooting gallery. He was confused. What had Connor meant when he had said not to call his girlfriend around and kiss her in front of Jess?

He didn't have a girlfriend!

He loved Jess!

He just wasn't able to tell her everything!

He fired off several shots into the target. The bullets hitting their target dead centre. Realisation hit him like a punch to the gut. How stupid had he been?

Jess had thought his sister was his girlfriend who had come back from her tour of duty. He blinked. She must feel awful! Becker cast his mind back to the previous day's events.

Becker mentally kicked himself. Jess had seen him hug, put his arms around this strange woman, welcome her home with open arms and without an introduction had run off. Obviously in tears. He needed to tell her the truth.

Becker debated whether he should go and see her or wait until after work? He put his gun away and wandered back to the hub.

He stood behind Connor, just watching.

Connor felt the hairs on the back of his head raise. It was almost as if someone were watching him, he turned slowly and was almost surprised to see Becker standing behind him. He turned back to his work, checking that all systems were all in working order.

Connor gulped he knew Becker was still behind him. He swivelled around quickly.

"What can I do you for? I mean do for you?" Connor had calmed down considerably since this morning but he was still annoyed with Becker.

"Jess, when she got home last night, was she upset?"

"Bit of a stupid question isn't it?" Connor eyed Becker suspiciously. He cared for Jess in a brotherly fashion and couldn't bear to see her hurt. "Understatement of the year! She was REALLY upset!"

Mentally Becker kicked himself for having hurt Jess so much. It was because of him that she had not come into work and that simple fact caught like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

"She sobbed her heart out for the best part of an hour; I don't know what you're playing at but stop it!" Connor growled. "Make your mind up, either you want to be with her or you don't. Just stop confusing the poor girl."

"Jess told you about the woman who knocked on the door... She ran off before I could introduce them. It was my sister that turned up." Becker gazed down at the floor, ashamed that he had caused so much hurt.

"Your sister?" Connor's temper vanished with a snap of two fingers and he squirmed. "I didn't know you had a sister?"

Becker sighed. "Now she thinks I have a girlfriend!"

A loud voice sounded behind them making Becker jump. He hadn't heard Lester come in behind them.

"Captain Becker, a word with you in my office!"

Becker stared at Connor for a moment.

He inwardly flinched; knowing what was coming. This was the conversation that he had been dreading. The conversation that every boyfriend hates, first talk with the Father of the woman he loves. The conversation which could damage him more than it could the typical boyfriend. The conversation that could change his life forever, the conversation which could lead to his sacking.

Becker inhaled deeply and inflated his cheeks as he blew out.

"Good luck, you're gonna need it!" Connor swivelled back round to face the ADD.

With a heavy heart Becker plodded up the steps to Lester's office. He tried to put on his unfazed look, his military mask, but failed miserably. He knew what was coming this was the part when Lester told him to stay away from his daughter.

Unenthusiastically he entered Lester's office.

"Shut the door." Lester barked. He stood at a filing cabinet, finding the one he was looking for he pulled it out before dropping it on his desk.

Becker glanced at the name on the file and his heart sank. He almost dropped to the floor in defeat.

Lester sat down in his imposing chair, making Becker feel inadequate. Becker tried to gather as much bravado as he could muster. He stood as straight as possible, hands grasped, tightly behind his back. He tried to keep a straight face when Lester opened the file.

His file... Captain Hilary James Becker.

"Sit down," he snarled. Lester sat back in his chair and gazed up at Becker when he refused to comply. The man could be so stubborn. What was he going to do with him? It was very clear from this morning's visit to see Jess that she undoubtedly loved him. Lester exhaled quietly, and tried again this time calmly, "Sit down Becker... please?"

"I prefer to stand, Sir." Cringing, Becker held his breath for the inevitable speech that was coming with his eyes focused on the edge of Lester's desk.

Lester held up the file, perusing the contents, he watched Becker squirm over the top. What on earth did he think he was going to say? Speed reading the file he realised why Becker was feeling awkward. General Miller sounded like an authoritarian fellow, and dating his daughter must have meant a lot to anyone deemed suitable. Of course the fact that Lester was Jess's father must have spread through the office like wildfire, and could not be sitting well with the young man.

He closed the file and started to glare at Becker. The man had upset his daughter. He wasn't going to get away lightly.

"It has been brought to my attention that a certain Field Co-ordinator has been upset by my Head of Security. I won't ask you to elaborate... Just don't do it again! It upsets the delicate balance of the team being able to work together efficiently. I'll also say that if you ever upset her again, she may just file a Sexual Harassment suit against you."

Becker almost sank to his knees; instead he collapsed into a vacant chair.
'Not again!' he thought to himself. Becker lost all power of speech. He just didn't know what to say. There was nothing he could say. The past had come back to haunt him. He gold fished for a moment.

"Have you spoken to Jess today; Sir?" His voice was almost inaudible. He still couldn't gather the courage to look Lester in the eye and he hated himself for having hurt Jess so much.

"I have, she's very upset. The events of the past twenty-four hours have been extremely upsetting for her, and she has asked for a few days leave. She's gone to see her family; and she's to be left alone..." He looked intently at Becker.

"I... she... Could..." for the first time in his working career Becker began to stumble over his words, making him sound like a lovesick teenager. "Could you pass on a message for me...? The woman she saw me with..."

"Do I look as if I care who she saw you with?" Lester admonished.

"It's important sir, it's important that she understands, the woman she saw me with is my sister. Could you... would you pass the message on ... Please?... Sir?" Becker gulped and now he began to look up towards Lester.

"Yes," Lester elongated the word for emphasis sighed, "I'll pass the massage on. I'm becoming a personal messenger service for lovesick teenagers now!" He glared at Becker "You may GO!"

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