Warnings: Slight spoilers for s5.6
Disclaimer: Not real. Despite birthday wishes and night time prayers to Santa (all Hail Amy Pond!) Merlin still isn't mine!
Summary: After the events of series 5, Bekcer thinks Jess needs some training.
Author Notes: Written for the Just Kiss Her Already drabble tag over on hurricanepixie for the prompt "After the events of series 4 episode 6 Becker insists on teaching Jess how to use an EMD properly. Unfortunatly the first target she manages to shoot is him." by pink_flame_87
She'd been brilliant but there was no way he was ever going to leave Jess unarmed again. Or at least untrained in combat.
He didn't make her change. If she was going to be fighting, chances were it would be in heels and a brightly coloured skirt. She should be trained in such a manner.
He stood behind her, guiding her hands, positioning her feet. Helping her to aim at the target, "Don't close your eyes," he said with a slight smirk, she kept telling him that she wasn't a field agent that she didn't need training but he didn't listen. She stopped fighting him when he'd taken her by the elbow and dragged her to the range.
"Rest it by your chin and aim," he let her go so she could do it on her own. She took her time. Standing for a minute, "Take aim Jess and fire," he said voice a tone harsher than before.
"Yes, okay," she grumbled, dropping her aim, "Stop pressuring me!" Looking over her shoulder she realised just how close he was. She could feel his light breath of her skin, setting it ablaze.
She wet her lips unconsciously. She watched his gaze flicker to them and back to catch her gaze. Who closed the gap finally neither could tell you but neither was planning to part any time soon.
"Ah!" The warmth of the body in front of her disappeared. At first Jess was affronted, worried she'd done something wrong before she saw him clutching at his leg. Her finger firmly pulled on the trigger. "I'm so sorry!" he was sat grappling at his shin. She discarded the gun on the counter to her left and ducked down to help him.
"It's okay," he said through partially gritted teeth.
"Let me have a look."
"I'm fine Jessica."