I know a bunch of you probably hate me right now for the teaser I pulled but I am really sorry. I didn't feel the first version was good enough so I rewrote it. I hope you like it.

Becker's POV

The target exploded in a hail of gunfire, leaving bits of paper floating back down to the cement floor of the ARC firing range. Becker took the now empty clip out of the G36 and replaced it with a fresh one. He turned the safety on and held down the black button on the wall next to him, pulling the target towards him. As soon as he had a new target set up he opened fire, picturing the smirking face of the stalker. A face you've never seen, the traitorous voice in his head said. He snarled and pulled the trigger for a double tap to the head. With a sigh he set the safety and dropped the machine gun to the table in front of him. This wasn't helping his mood any, much to his surprise. He leaned back against the table and rubbed his hands across his face. This morning had been more eventful than he had expected. It had taken twenty minutes for the car to arrive after he called Lester, and he'd spent the time trying to convince Jess to stay at the company flat with Abby and Connor. She'd refused.

"Just think about it Jess," He'd said after hanging up the phone. Lester had assured them that a car was on the way over. Jess was busy pacing across the living room, she'd taken her heels off during the second lap and Becker could only stare at the pale blue nail polish on her toes.

"Would you be coming too?" she stopped pacing only long enough to look at him while she asked. Becker sat on the couch with a sigh. The fire trucks were still outside dousing the fire that was once his tuck.

"If I stay here he might think you're with me and make another attempt." He said.

"Then I'm staying here too,' she said crossing her arms and staring him down.

"It's too dangerous," Becker said pushing himself off the couch, "I …" he started, but Jess interrupted him.

"I'm not leaving you." She said.

The conversation had ended there when the car had finally arrived and they'd sped through London to get to the ARC. Becker's mood hadn't improved during the ride and he'd stormed through security, pulling Jess behind him.

"Becker I can't keep up." said a voice behind him. He turned to see Jess tottering on her heels trying to keep up with his long strides. He instantly slowed down and put a hand at the small of her back with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry," he said honestly. He hadn't realized just how quickly he'd been moving.

"It's alright," she said with a smile.

"I told you heels were a bad idea," he said teasingly. Jess glared at him and slapped his arm lightly. He smiled at her and she tried to keep the stern expression on her face, but his smile was infectious and she ended up smiling along with him.

"You're lucky you're cute," she said. Becker laughed at that. He was glad that she could joke this soon after the attack. He'd hate to have another day of morose Jess, he didn't think he could handle it.

"Becker," Lester's voice in his ear brought him out of his daydream.

"What do you need Lester?"

"I just got the report on the car incident. Apparently he used a brick and a Molotov Cocktail," he said, his voice as dry as ever.

"Which we can't trace," Becker growled.

"Right. Well carry on." Lester turned off his com. Becker turned back to the loaded weapon lying on the table tempted to take out another target, but he knew it wouldn't do anything but make him feel better for a little bit. He sighed and cleared the G36 and made sure it was safely secured in the armory before heading off to find Connor. Hoping he had made some progress in finding whoever was after Jess, and now him.

Connor was in the menagerie when he finally found him.

"Connor?" Becker said. Connor instantly dropped behind the desk, just the top of his head peaking over the top.

"Please don't kill me." Becker rolled his eyes and Abby smothered a laugh under her hand.

"I'm not going to kill you," he said. Connor peaked over the top of the desk and Becker couldn't resist, "yet." Connor whimpered and dropped back down behind the desk. Abby actually laughed this time and Becker chuckled, "Any luck on find the wanker after Jess?" he asked. Connor instantly popped up and walked to his laptop all fear, false or real, was gone from his face. He hit a few keys and soon the screen had booted up.

"I'm on his trail, but he's either good or lucky." Becker leaned over his shoulder to see the scree, even though he really didn't understand what Connor was saying. He felt a tug on his shirt and looked over to see Abby pulling his shirt away from his shoulder with concern in her eyes.

"What happened?" she asked him. He tried to pull his shirt back over the bruise, but Abby was too quick. Her eyes went wide and he thought he saw the corner of her mouth quirk.

"That must have been painful," she said, Becker heard the sympathy in her voice and figured he must have imagined the twitch of her lips. He had a hard time not smiling at the memory of how he got it.

"Not really," he said. Connor snapped his fingers to get their attention.

"I got something," he said typing furiously on the keyboard. Becker abandoned his worries about whether or not Abby had figured out he was sleeping with Jess, he didn't want anyone to know until he and Jess decided to tell them, and watched over Connor's computer again.

"He's using multiple routers, and bouncing the signals all over England. Basically it's going to be really difficult to find this guy." Connor told them. Becker rolled his eyes

"I thought you said you had something." He said. Connor ignored him and frowned, his concentration too sever for even Becker to brake with threats of death. He looked at Abby for help, only to find her smiling and shaking her head slowly.

"You boys have fun. I'm gonna go talk to Jess for a while," she said smirking. Becker stared after her for a moment, wondering what the hell that smirk had been about. He took a step towards the door intent on following her to Jess only to be stopped short by Connor.

"Becker, we aren't the only one tracking this guy." He said. Becker whipped around quickly.

"Can you tell who it is?" he asked. Connor began typing again, his fingers flying across the keyboard so fast that Becker could have sworn Connor was part computer himself.

"I'm following them know, but their definitely better than the stalker. Almost as good as me." He said the last part with a grin. Becker sighed.

"Very humble," he muttered under his breath. Connor let out a triumphant shout and pointed to the map on the screen. Becker took a look and cursed.

"Our stalker hunter is at the ARC." Connor said smugly.

Jess' POV

The ops room of the ARC was surprisingly quiet, the techs were all off somewhere else and Becker had left her to go talk to Connor. As much as Jess loved having Becker around her especially now that he'd come to his senses and asked her out, well sort of, she was happy to have a little time to herself with the very powerful computer in front of her. She checked the area one more time with the CCTV cameras scattered around the building. Becker had found Connor in the menagerie and would probably be distracted for a while, provided there wasn't an anomaly alert. All the soldiers who'd been told to be on the lookout for someone who might try to break in, Becker hadn't told them why at her request, were in the gym or at their positions away from the ops room. It was perfect timing.

She quickly pulled up her email account and started tracing the emails sent from DMW. Unlike Becker, she liked the nickname Connor had given him. Though it had taken a while to drag the information out of Becker, but it was a great way to spend a few hours. Jess smiled at the memory.

She was so busy following her stalker's virtual breadcrumbs that she didn't hear Abby until she spoke.

"I saw Becker's bruise," she said softly so only Jess could hear. Jess jumped to her feet doing her best not to scream. Thankfully she managed to reduce the sound to a sharp squeak of surprise. The last thing she wanted was to have a troop of armed guards running to her rescue. She pressed a hand to her racing heart and turned to her friend. Abby at least had the good graces to look sorry.

"Don't do that," Jess said raising her tea to her lips to moisten her suddenly dry mouth.

"Sorry," Abby said with a small smile, which quickly turned into a smirk. "So, did you do Becker's shoulder?" Jess coughed as tea went down the wrong pipe, eyes going wide. Abby pounded her firmly on the back until the coughing subsided.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Jess said roughly, her throat still scratchy from her coughing fit, and turned back to the screens of the ADD.

"Jess, I work with animals. I know a bite mark when I see one." Jess did her best not to blush, but as usual she failed miserably and her fair skin turned a light pink.

"Good work," Abby said, causing Jess to turn bright red. Abby pulled a chair over from a nearby desk and settled next to Jess at the ADD, straddling the chair.

"So how was it?" she asked resting her chin on the back of the chair with an expectant look on her face. Jess opened and closed her mouth a few times, not sure how to answer. Luckily she didn't have to.

"Jess," Jess wasn't sure if she'd ever been so relieved to hear Becker's voice. Jess quickly hit the button on her com, ignoring Abby's knowing grin.

"I'm here Becker. Is everything alright?" she said.

"Yeah. Can you come to Connor's office? We need to talk."

"About what?" Jess said, honestly not sure what he wanted.

"About you trying to track down the stalker on your own."