Thanks again for the reviews everyone. I absolutely love them. Someone asked for more romance and I promise it will show up soon. The next chapter's already in my head so I'm hoping it will be posted within the next few days.

Jess' POV

Jess felt the morning light coming through the windows, creating a patch of warmth on her cheek. She kept her eyes tightly closed holding onto the moment when she could pretend that last few weeks had all just been a bad dream. Her nose picked up the scent of waffles and maple syrup drifting through the house. She heard Becker curse in the kitchen and gave up the pretext of sleep. She stretched her arms over her and the blanket fell away from her body. A frown creased her forehead as she tried to remember covering herself before she fell asleep. Her eyes went wide when she remembered the embarrassingly lovely towel incident from the night before. She groaned and fell back against the pillows. The clock on the nightstand read 6:30 in large red numbering, and she wondered how long Becker had been awake. With a sigh she pushed the covers off and got out of bed. The hardwood floor was cold on her still warm feet, so she quickly dug around in her suitcase for a pair of socks to wear. After brushing her teeth, she hesitantly peeked around the corner into the main living area. Jess wasn't sure she'd ever seen Becker look sexier than he did at that moment. His pajama pants hung low on his hips and he hadn't bothered to put on the shirt that was hanging on the back of one of the chairs. Jess saw an advantage that she rarely got and felt she had to take advantage of it. She snuck a little farther into the kitchen and she smiled when Becker cursed again. His back was to her and she was sure that he didn't know she was there.

"Morning Jess," he said without turning away from what he was looking at. Jess hid her disappointment at not getting to startle him like he constantly did to her.

"I didn't know you could cook," she said walking over to where the steaming waffles were sitting on a serving dish.

"I can't really," Becker said with a wry smile holding up the frozen waffle box before putting it back in the freezer. "I hope you like waffles."

"It's okay, I'm easy," she said without thinking and saw Becker freeze. "I'm easy to please I mean," she stammered when she realized how her words could be taken. Becker closed the freezer and looked at her with that look that was oh so patently Becker. Her heart had always seemed to skip a beat when he lifted his eyebrow and it only seemed to be getting worse. She blushed. "I'm going to shut up now." She said as she forked a few of the delicious smelling waffles onto her plate and covered them with syrup. She saw the corners of Becker's mouth quirk and was beyond happy that he decided to let her verbal misstep slide. She dug into her waffles with relish not having realized how hungry she was having missed dinner the night before. Becker started to say something, but was efficiently cut off by his phone ringing. He pushed away from the table with a frown and pulled the phone away from the wall charger.

"Becker," he said. He was silent for a few moments while the person on the other end of the line spoke. "All right. We'll be there in twenty minutes." Becker hung up the phone and dumped the last of his waffles in the trash bin.

"What is it?" Jess asked twisting around in her chair to get a better look at him.

"Lester wants us at the ARC to discuss your security detail." He said. Jess dropped her fork onto her plate with a clatter.

"What security detail?" she managed to squeak. She had the sudden image of being flanked by multiple armed soldiers at every minute. Becker grabbed the shirt off the back of the chair and started walking towards his room.

"The one keeping you safe."

Jess had a hard time ignoring the fact that Becker's hand was resting on the small of her back as he escorted her through ARC security and all the way to Lester's office. She didn't think he needed to keep his hand there, but maybe it was his way of making sure she was always within arm's reach. He'd hardly even looked at her since they'd left his flat. His eyes seemed to be constantly scanning for any sign of a threat. Once inside Lester's office Becker ushered her to a chair and took a stance by the door. Lester walked in a few minutes later carrying a file, that Jess was worried had something in it she wouldn't like.

"Don't worry Ms. Parker. This," he said tossing the file onto his desk, "has nothing to do with you. Now," Lester clapped his hands together, "Ms. Parker I need you to run a diagnostic on the ARC security cameras. The tech last night said he thought something was off." Jess looked confused and Lester sighed, "Go on." He said making a shooing motion with his hands. The FC recovered quickly and headed to the ADD her sky blue heels tapping on the tiled floor.

"Right," Lester said as the door closed behind her and he turned to Becker with an expectant look on his face, "What's this I hear about Jess staying at your place last night?"

Becker's POV

Becker sighed as Jess left the room and turned to his boss. Lester was leaning on his desk waiting for an explanation to the cryptic message Becker had left on his cell phone this morning.

"The stalker sent Jess a package in the mail," he said. Whatever Lester had expected to hear, that wasn't it. The sarcastic mask he wore slipped for a second and Becker got to see just how furious he was that one of his people was in danger. It was only gone for a second before the mask was safely back in place.

"Well," he said after a moment, "that's damned inconvenient." Becker shifted uncomfortably.

"There's more," he said.

"Of course there is," Lester sighed squeezing the bridge of his nose as if warding off a large headache he knew was coming.

"I spoke to the stalker last night."

"Did you threaten to throw him into an anomaly?"

"No."

"Pity, we could have thrown him to the predators to save on paperwork." Becker managed to hide his smile at the image of him throwing the Dead Man Walking into an anomaly. Lester started searching on his desk for something and spoke to Becker without looking up. "What did you say to him?" Becker shifted again. He really didn't want to tell Lester that he'd said he was Jess' boyfriend. He wasn't really even sure why he'd said it in the first place, so he went the safer route.

"Only that she was being protected and that he should move on." He lied.

"Something I doubt he's going to do. So what's the plan?" Lester sat in his plush leather chair and crossed his hands together expectantly.

"She'll stay at my flat. That way he'll have to get through me." Lester stared thoughtfully at the Captain for a few seconds before nodding.

"Fine. Get her to agree with it and make sure you're armed at all times. Becker nodded and headed out the door quickly so Lester couldn't hear the, "I didn't give her much choice." He muttered under his breath.

Becker instantly headed to Connor's office, hoping the tech geek could help him find out who was after Jess. His journey was cut short when a hand shot out of an empty office and dragged him inside.