Make Out Meme!
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urbancate and morrigans_eve posted these, I felt like playing too. So there!
Anyway, here's the rules:
urbancate and morrigans_eve posted these, I felt like playing too. So there!Anyway, here's the rules:
Pick a pairing from my fandom(s), (included movies, TV, FakeTV shows, .. yall know what I write by now lol) and come up with a location and/or situation, and I will write you between 50 and 250 words (OK clearly these are ending up longer than the meme required.. oops?) about the kiss that happened in that context.
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Date: 2011-07-09 02:50 pm (UTC)Let's have her totally kicking ass and taking names against some 'hacker' trying to do bad things to the ARC. There's nothing anyone can do 'physically' and so it's all up to her. She wins of course and is just flying high on adrenaline. Becker notices and gives her an, ahem, 'outlet' for all that energy.
Sorry, long prompt is long. I just want kickass!Jess.
part 1
Date: 2011-07-09 08:39 pm (UTC)Anyway! On with ficcyness.
Thou Shalt Not Rile the Tech-Kitten
The part of her ego that kept up a lively competition with the other techy on the team could not believe what it was thinking, but really: where the bloody hell was Connor Temple when she needed him?
Oh right, Jess reminded herself angrily, he was trapped behind the late and unlamented Phillip Burton’s bloody lock down protocol along with several other people she was really rather fond of, all buddy breathing off the one single solitary can of emergency oxygen that had been stored in the little horticulture lab.
That situation was bad enough, but the fact that some absolute arsehole had the gall to hack into her bloody system to lock her friends in there in the first place? Yeah, that had sent her right over the edge of terrified-and-worried and into the realm of righteous-vengeful-wrath.
And of course, the wanker had disabled Connor’s back door command. Really why make it easy?
Her fingers flew across her keyboard as she manipulated text and commands over each one of the screens in front of her. She really deserved a pat on the back later for re-designing the ADD with so many useful features, she thought absently, straining to type even faster as her anonymous nemesis kept just one step ahead of her override procedures.
“Come on, Jess! They’re running out of air!” She ignored Matt’s irate command as she had the last dozen or so. She could certainly understand his concern considering a very pregnant Emily was one of the others locked in with Connor, but really he was not the only one who might lose someone and the shouting just wasn’t helping. Nothing much was, really.
She bit her lip to keep from cursing up a storm. She just needed more bloody hands! That thought led to a rather risky prospect. She kept typing with her right, but grabbed a pen with her left to scribbled down a sequence of numbers and letters, silently blessing the schoolmate who’d dared her to learn to write with both hands.
“Lester, here. Now.” She didn’t look, but she had a feeling the bureaucrat was giving her a mock glare behind her back. She ignored that too; right now she needed him to be useful. He’d proved himself at least somewhat competent in the past, and he would do so again now or deal with her later. Sure enough, Lester came up beside her and she nodded in the direction of the pad and the auxiliary keyboard. “When I tell you to, I need you to enter that sequence at the prompt. Then just keep typing it as many times as you can. Clear?”
“Crystal.”
“Good.” She typed in another dozen or so characters in prep, trying to block the bastard from cutting her off at the pass. “Alright, now.”
At her command, Lester began typing furiously, finally earning his ridiculous government salary in Jess’s opinion. The pair of them pounded the keys for another minute or so without pause, and Jess vaguely realized she was sporting a feral grin. She was gaining on the bastard. Not long now, she prayed.
She threaded through one maze of code after another and then let out a shout of triumph as she finally cracked the command that unlocked the door.
“Oh thank-” Lester began to say as Matt and the other security officers thundered out of the command center to the others.
“Don’t stop,” Jess ordered tersely. She’d done her job and saved the day, but now it was bloody personal. Lester rejoined her at the console, knowing well enough at least not to argue or interrupt as she continued on her self-appointment mission.
With luck the bastard who’d started this all would still be trying to figure out if she’d released the lock down protocol and wouldn’t realize she’d already been freed from that task to hunt him down like the dog he was. She powered through half a dozen firewalls, tracking the signal from one country through the next. He was good, she had to admit, but he had just pushed her to absolutely need to be better. The fucker would not get away with this.
The trail began to trace back toward the U.K. as she’d suspected, and after just another moment… it was right…
part 2
Date: 2011-07-09 08:39 pm (UTC)“There!” she shouted. She rattled off the address, trusting someone nearby to take note. “I need a full security team to this location on the double. Get the son of a bitch.” She tapped in another few commands, hacking the building’s security and effectively locking the bastard in as he’d dared to do to her friends. She wished she could leave him out of air and terrified that he might die of asphyxiation, but considering the other people in the building, that just wasn’t an option. Pity.
She took a deep breath and let it out slow.
“You can stop now, Lester.” She glanced over and gave him a small exhausted smile. “You did well. I might a proper assistant out of you yet.”
“In that case, perhaps I should ask your boss for a pay raise.” He patted her awkwardly on the back and then moved away. She just stayed where she was, watching for the trapped hacker’s attempts to escape the lock down and then countering them almost absently.
Finally, finally, the word came over her comm that the team had reached the flat in question, and she lowered the lock down to let them in. Almost immediately, Michaels reported that the subject was now in custody, and they were on their way in, captive in tow. Only then did she allow herself to pull away and climb down from her chair.
He was there, waiting for her. Becker looked beyond exhausted and didn’t lean so much as had collapsed against a table while he waited. A medic hovered nearby, but Jess gathered he hadn’t dared to argue with the clearly focused soldier.
“Becker.” She took the few steps to him and then wrapped her arms around him with a sigh. He wrapped his arms around her just as tight, his head dropping down to rest against hers, for once clearly uncaring as to whether anyone was watching or not.
She’d have gone to him even if he did care, frankly. She’d known he was trapped with the others, and she’d been every bit as terrified as Matt for those first few moments. But after hearing one frantic order from Michaels over the comms to his CO to “take a bloody turn to breathe already, damn it!,” she’d had to force herself to forget that he was there. She’d needed to do her job without distractions, and Becker in peril was easily the single most awful distraction she could imagine.
So she’d made herself forget. The guilt over that fact suddenly rushed over her, and she shook against him, tears falling without her consent.
“Jessica, my Jessica. So unbelievably brilliant. My lovely, lovely Jess.” He just held her even tighter, brushing his lips against her forehead and whispering adoration and comfort by turn. “I knew you’d get us out. I knew you would. Brilliant, just bloody brilliant.”
Her tears finally slowed to a stop, and as her shaking eased, Becker brought a hand to her chin and lifted her face to his for a long, slow kiss that soothed out the rest of her fears with ease. They gently broke apart to rest their foreheads against one another.
“You were supposed to report to medical,” she whispered softly, not all together surprised he hadn’t gone. “You needed to get checked out.”
“I needed you more.”
She shook her head and then finally smiled fondly. Idiotic soldier stoicism. It would annoy her if she didn’t love him so much.
“Well, you’re going now. Even if I have to escort you there myself.” He stood up from the table he’d been leaning on and wobbled, much to his chagrin.
“I think that might actually be necessary,” he admitted.
“Shelly, can you take over on the ADD for me?” The other older tech was staring at Jess with an uncomfortable hero worship on her face, though whether it was due to the Field Coordinator’s feat of hacking prowess or the fact that the unapproachable head of security was openly showing affection for said Field Coordinator was anyone’s guess.
Jess didn’t particularly care. Satisfied that her station would be covered, she let Becker drape his arm around her shoulder and lean on her for support. Then the pair headed out down the hall toward medical, the forgotten medic trailing after.
Re: part 2
Date: 2011-07-10 10:39 am (UTC)And Lester!! I love his so much. He and Jess are just fabulous together.
Re: part 2
Date: 2011-07-10 02:52 pm (UTC)And yeah, Becker babbling comforting nonsense makes me happy. I was sorta gooey there lol.
Lester FTW! Snarking and taking names in a suit and tie! He keeps growing on me and invading my brain. It's kinda odd frankly lol.