Inside the anomaly
She hadnt even thought about it, not for a split-second:
the predator had knocked Becker to the ground and sent his gun
flying; Sarah had scooped up a length of four-by-four and dashed
between them, yelling and jabbing her makeshift weapon in the
And that had been enough. Becker had used the diversion to scramble
backwards and grab his gun, had shouted a warning; she had dropped;
and he had dispatched the creature with a single burst of fire.
Then the pair had scurried back through the closing anomalybloody,
bruised, but still very much alive.
Sarah sat in the cloakroom, struggling to zip up her boots. Her
arms were like rubber, her sides ached, her bruises had bruises
You were spectacular out there, said Becker, and
the sudden sound of his voice made her jump. There are men
with two tours of Afghanistan under their belts who wouldnt
have had the balls to do what you did.
She raised her head and looked at him, and what she saw in those
deep, dark eyes sent a shaft of physical pleasure through her
core, dispelling all her weariness in an instant.
And her bodys response must have been scrawled upon her
face, because Becker added, quietly, And all I want to do
is take you back to my place, and fuck your brains out.
She regretted the joke the moment it left her mouth.
There was a long, awkward silence.
Then he half shrugged, half bowed his head in apology, and turned
No! Wait! she said, catching his arm. Im
sorry, Becker. I didnt mean that how it sounded. She
smiled. How far is your place?
About thirty minutes drive.
That far? Couldnt we just
I dont want,he came closer, and bent
towards her, lowering his voiceI dont want our
first time to be in here, Sarah; not in this place.
Our first time? Well, that was romantic. Sort
of. She nodded. Lets go then.
They stumbled through the door andas his hands, working
between their bodes, pushed her jeans down her hipsBecker
kicked it shut.
Sarah leaned back, grasping his shoulders for support as he entered
her quicklyhis size already promising satisfactionand
she let him take the lead, thrusting into her, hard and deep.
He was strong and focussedjust what she likedand,
as his rhythm grew more relentless and she felt the first signs
of release stir within her, she slid her hands round the hard
curves of his buttocks, pulled him closer, and let his heat and
motion and the flexing of his steely muscles drive all coherent
thought from her head
God, he cried, youll finish me off.
But Sarah was much too close to careand she suddenly cried
out, her body bucking and twisting, her hands clenching hard.
He sank down upon her, his head coming to rest in the crook of
her shoulder. Now I know, he murmured, how an
MP5 feels when someone rough pulls the trigger.
Smiling, Sarah lifted a hand and stroked his hair. A delicious
lethargy was filling her limbs, but Beckers vigour had made
her greedy for more. You know, she said, despite
your promise, my brains are still perfectly intact, still inside
She felt his lips curve against her cheek. Christ, give
me a moment or two
Becker, she said, suddenly curious, whats
your first name?
He did not move, but she was surprised to feel his body tense
up. Its a family name, he said. It runs
in the family.
What is it?
Why do you want to know?
Weve just made love.
Its given to the eldest sonits
always given to the eldestsince my great, great grandfather
gave it to his eldest, the first Becker to attend Sandhurst
She felt him shrinking from her, physically and emotionally,
and said, hastily, If you dont want to tell me, Becker,
Eugene, he said. And, though his voice was
muffled by her hair, there was no mistaking his embarrassment.
Its Eugene. All right?
She gathered him closer, nodding her head in silent sympathy.
Its a nice name.
No its not.
Do you have a middle name?
she said, a grin spreading slowly across
her face. I think that I shall call you Becker. Captain
He laughed out loud.
And her rewarddelivered in full, soon afterchanged
her grin to a smile that lasted for the rest of the day.
NOTE Shortly after I wrote this story, one of the ladies
at primeval_denial emailed ITV and asked them what Becker's
mysterious first name really is. They answered...