Strange Things Are Happening.

Becker has been bitten by a therocephalian, and well, this happened...

Originally written for Basched's birthday on 29th May. Adapted for FF.

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This is an unusual pairing Becker/Matt - If you don't like don't read - Just don't leave scathing remarks afterwards.

Matt was tired, the anomaly that day had been a tough one in a school. He was sat outside the medical bay waiting for Becker.

He had been bitten by the therocephalians, Matt had managed to keep himself calm, Connor had managed to knock out all of the creatures and they had dealt with all of them, putting them back through the anomaly, but now his emotions came flooding to the surface.

Becker could have died today! The thought made his stomach churn, and he stood up and walked to the water cooler to get a drink. He wished it was something stronger.

The door opened and Matt was allowed inside. Becker still looked pale, his leg was bandaged, he lay in the bed, eyes closed, breathing evenly. Matt went over and looked at him; carefully he moved a stray lock of hair back into place.

Becker felt Matt's hand and slowly he came round.

"Hey, Matt." Becker mumbled softly.

"Hey yourself." He leaned over and kissed him gently on the forehead.

"Mmm,"

"You scared me... Don't ever do that again!"

"'Mmm K. Try not to..."

"Doctor says you should be able to come home soon."

"Look forward to it!"

"Maybe even tonight."

"That'll be good. I can't wait. Wanna go home now."

It wasn't long afterwards that Becker was released, only after he agreed to go home and take the week off. Becker groaned - a whole week at home was going to drive him nuts. Unless Matt was there too.

That night Becker tossed and turned in the bed. Matt watched over him as he tried to sleep. At one point, he checked Becker's temperature, he looked and felt hot to the touch, and Matt wondered if there was more going on in Becker's body than he cared to admit.

Getting worried he phoned for one of the ARC's medic's to put in a home visit. The medic arrived and after assessing Becker's vital signs decided that he need to be taken back to the ARC for observation and tests.

Matt did not sleep a wink, he really had developed a liking for his Head of Security, and he wondered what he would do without him. He paced the corridor, drank some coffee, and paced some more.

It was morning when Becker's fever broke; he became coherent and wanted to see Matt.
He walked into his room slowly.

"Morning Matt, I'm OK thanks for asking." Matt frowned.

"But I didn't say anything!" What is going on here he thought to himself.

"What's going on? Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Matt frowned some more. This was weird... Becker seemed to be reading his thoughts.

"This isn't weird; I'm not reading your thoughts; that's impossible. You're telling me."

"Ok we'll try this, tell me what I'm thinking." Matt focused on thinking something. 'The just woken up look really looks sexy today.'

Becker grinned. "You like the way I look this morning."

"I didn't say it Becker; I thought it, you're reading my mind!" Becker's eyes widened in shock.

"Can you mind read anyone else?"

Becker focused on one of the medics in the room.

"He wants a coffee; He's gasping for a drink." Matt turned to the man in question and confirmed what Becker had heard.

Oh My God! Becker could read minds!

And now he was mindreading something else...

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