Sorry I haven't updated this for ages! Thought I'd finally get round to finishing it off, though, so here's the ending... A bit of fluff after so much angst! But will it reach a happy conclusion? I hope you enjoy it!

"Morning, sleepyhead," Becker's lips pressed against Jess's ear, his breath tickling her neck. She yawned and rolled over slightly to face him, a smile spreading across her face.

Becker was well on the road to recovering, and was due to return to work full-time next week; at the moment, he just sat alongside Jess as she controlled the team through her earpiece and screens. He'd found it irritating, and was desperate to get back to 'real work', but he'd also learnt quite a lot, and taught his girlfriend many things too.

His girlfriend. They both liked the sound of that. Abby had dragged Jess along to the hospital once Lester had bowed to their pleas, and Becker had talked all night long with Jess, about life, and love, and everything in between. With that had come a relationship, as naturally as the spring daffodils.

"Hey," she whispered, cuddling up to him.

"Don't get comfy; you know we've got to be in work by nine. Lester's still got his beady eyes on me – I need to be professional!" Becker lectured, but he was grinning, "I suppose ten more minutes wouldn't hurt..."

"Becker?"

"Yes, Jess?"

"I..." her words were cut off by the phone's ringing.

"Sorry," with a sigh, Becker heaved himself out of bed and disappeared out onto the landing. He still walked with a slight limp, and he knew Jess sometimes caught the pain on his face when he moved too quickly, but he was reasonably happy with the speed of his recovery. He was thankful every day that he'd survived; now, filled with happiness, he couldn't understand why he'd felt so terribly low and worthless. But he tried to forget the dark times. He had other things to think about now.

Meanwhile, Jess sat up in bed and fluffed up the cushions, listening to the phone call taking place outside. She couldn't make out all of it, but caught certain words; surprise, gift, cake... And she remembered suddenly – it was her birthday!

He came back in after a while, carrying a white bag overflowing with brightly coloured ribbons and tissue paper, "Happy birthday, baby."

"Thanks," she took the present, and searched around in the bag. She tried to hide the disappointment as she realised there was nothing in it, but couldn't – she didn't understand. Why would he do that? Then her fingers caught something small in the bottom, and she fished it out, gasping as she saw the small box in her hand.

He took it from her, and held it out open, so that a gleaming engagement ring encrusted with diamonds shone up at her. She threw her arms around him before he even had a chance to speak, but he took her hand and met her gaze serenely, "Jessica Parker, will you make me the happiest man in the world, and be my wife, please?"

"I...I...yes? Yes!" she jumped up from the bed, suddenly wide awake, and danced around the room, admiring the new jewellery in the mirror, "Oh my God, yes!"

"That's a yes?"

"Yes!"

"Good," Becker grinned, standing up too and wrapping his arms around her waist. They kissed passionately for a long time, both filled with happiness at the thought of what was to come.

Eventually, they released each other, and Jess opened her mouth to speak once more, "Becker, like I was say..."

The doorbell rang, and he rolled his eyes, "Sorry, babe. I kind of invited the crowd around for a party. Or Matt invited himself, and the rest decided to join in... Maybe you'd better get a dressing gown on?"

"Okay," she couldn't help but agree, even if she'd hoped they could have time alone. The team were the whole reason Becker and Jess had found each other anyway – they deserved to be involved in the celebrations.

Becker gave her a last kiss on the forehead and disappeared again. Jess bounced over to the back of the door and slipped a dressing gown on, but then she heard a tremendous crash, followed by a yell, and her heart skipped a beat. She ran to the top of the stairs.

Through the door's window, she could see the silhouettes of her colleagues, all chatting excitedly. But on the mat in front Becker lay still, blood dribbling from his head where he'd cracked it against the radiator. Jess knew Becker had deliberately lied to Lester about that; the doctors had told him his head would be very sensitive for a long time. And...and that another serious injury could...could be fatal.

She threw herself down the stairs and crouched down beside him, refusing to believe what was clear, "Becker, look at me!"

"Mmm..."

"It's alright; everything's going to be alright, just..." she broke off, sobbing. The blood had already formed a pool around his entire head, dribbling down over his head and coating his hair in sticky red liquid. His eyes were fluttering shut. "Becker, I was...trying to ask...ask you. How much do...you love...me?"

He saw the pain in her eyes, and he realised that, when he died, he'd leave behind all his worry and she'd be alone to face everything alone. That hurt him more than anything else as he slipped into semi-consciousness. With one last gasp, he mumbled the words she needed to hear, "I love you more than the world."

His eyes closed for a final time, and Jess fell forwards onto his chest, wailing as if her heart would break. She could hear Lester's voice outside, calling for an ambulance as he realised what was happening. And Abby, hammering on the lounge window desperately. But no one else mattered any more. Nothing could change the fact that Becker was dead. Nothing.

"I loved you more."

Never mind, I'll find someone like you,

I wish nothing but the best for you,

Don't forget me, I beg,

Remember you said,

Sometimes it lasts in love,

But sometimes it hurts instead.

Thanks for reading. I don't own Primeval, and the song at the end (Beth's request!) is Someone Like You by Adele. Please review xx