The finale!

"Don't touch me! Just let me see my dad!" Rachel screamed, kicking the medic's shin.

"Not before I look you over and Lester is done with him!" the medic argued back. "You'll hurt yourself even more if you struggle."

"Don't give a damn!" she spat and punched the guard in the face before running out of the room, to Lester's office.

Rachel ran through the corridors, knocking over an equipment tray as she ran into it, causing one of the scalpels to slice her hand that was bruised. She turned her hand into a fist, putting pressure on it, trying not to cry. She closed her eyes, focusing on stopping the now throbbing pain in her hand. She heard someone pick the equipment up, putting it on the tray that they'd put right, before kneeling down to her. They put her hands in their's. she opened her eyes and looked up at them.

"Now you need to be in the infirmary." Becker said softly, helping her stand.

Once again, placing his hand on the small of her back, he guided her back to the infirmary. She tried to outsmart him by running out of his reach, but once he wrapped his arms around her, she let out a small squeak in pain. He loosened his grip. She didn't want him to hurt her again, so she followed his orders. She sat on the bed, with her legs dangling off the edge of it. He took her sliced hand in both of his, gently cleaning it first before sticking a band aid to it and wrapping it in a bandage. Becker looked up at Rachel's blank expression that was staring down at their hands.

"Rachel." Becker started, using a wet cloth to gently clean the cut on her cheek, holding her other cheek. "I know thinking your dad was missing for a year is a lot to take in."

"That's not it." she mumbled.

He stopped, taking her hands in his again and sitting on the chair next to the bed. "Then what is? Why have you gone so quiet Rachel?"

"Because. My mother told me he died 7 years ago." she bit her lip. "And then he appears in that prison, looking as if he's just lived in the wild for years. Then finding out he's only been there a year and . . ."

She couldn't finish what she was saying. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Becker's neck, crying into his shoulder. He had his arms wrapped loosely around her, so he didn't hurt her again, stroking her back comfortingly.

Danny was looking for Rachel to see if she was alright. He'd caught her in the infirmary with Becker, out of the corner of his eye. He opened the door in time to hear her say that last speech. He couldn't believe that her mother would say that. He knew the woman hated him for not being able to be there for Rachel as much as she wanted. But he tried. Becker turned his head to Danny, then mumbled something in Rachel's ear. She sniffed, rubbing here eyes with her hands before smiling at him. Danny smiled at the pair. Becker kissed her forehead before leaving them alone.

"You alright?" Danny asked, sitting beside his daughter.

"Peachy." she smiled.

"When did you work here?" he asked, smirking.

"Not long ago. When it was re-built. Only girl on the military." she smiled, feeling proud to be the only girl.

"Only girl? What made Lester decide to add you to the military?" Danny chuckled, shocked that Lester would allow it.

"He looked at my file, conducted an interview. That sort of thing. He said I'm a lot like Becker. Except I ask questions first, shoot later. Plus the minister wanted someone to assist Becker in the field. To like command the troops but listen to him and kind of stop him from getting killed." she explained.

"I didn't know you were in the military." Danny mumbled.

"I was there since I was 14." she shrugged, then added. "After I set a school on fire."

"Rachel." Danny sighed. "What am I going to do with you?" that made them both start laughing. "So. You and soldier boy eh?"

"Who?." Rachel asked. "Oh Becker."

"How long?" he asked.

"Not long." she replied. "Over night. Maybe a day. Relatively new."

"You've chosen well my girl." Danny joked, letting his arm hang around her shoulders. "I'm serious. From the few months that I worked with the guy, he's hell bent on protecting everyone. More so, the ones closer to him. I think you two will be together a long time. Just make sure he doesn't over-do the protecting part."

Rachel burst out laughing. "I've saved him more times than he has. I kicked a poisonous mutant dog on the nose for him."

"Well done." he congratulated.

"Danny." Becker called from the doorway. "You can see Patrick now."

Danny clapped Rachel on her shoulder. She was still slightly giggling. Hearing her dad call Becker soldier boy just made her day even better. Becker raised an eyebrow at her. Plus, she noticed he was always leaning against a wall or door frame. He pushed himself off the door frame and sat next to her on the bed, his arm curling around her waist. Rachel looked to the tear in her t-shirt.

"Can I go and change my shirt? Or are you going to chain me to the bed?" she joked.

"Yes. I suppose you can." he played along. "I've got to check on the troops anyway."

Rachel stood up, giving him a kiss on his forehead before walking out to the locker room. Hopefully she had a spare black t-shirt she can swap. She kicked her locker open. She lost her key weeks ago and found a way of opening it anyway. She smiled to herself when she found a black t-shirt. She threw the ripped one back in her locker, to remember to get it fixed whenever she remembers. It was her favourite shirt. She was now walking back to the armoury to find Becker or someone at least when she heard the alarms ring.

"Intruder alert. All units to corridor 5" Jess spoke calmly over the intercom.

"I'm just around the corner from . . ."

Patrick held the gun to her head once again. This time it was an EMD. Rachel cursed under her breath. He laughed at her, lowering his weapon for just a second before raising it once again. Rachel frowned at her uncle. Then realised he was with her dad last time she knew.

"What have you done to my dad?" she asked.

"He'll come around." Patrick taunted. "Not before I leave."

"You won't get far." Rachel spat.

"Just like your father. You know that?" Patrick shot back.

"HEY!" a familiar voice rang and Becker came charging around the corner, his EMD raised.

Patrick grabbed Rachel, holding her by her neck, pointing his gun at Becker. Becker skidded to a stop, anger, once again, starting to boil inside him.

"Ethan or Patrick or whatever your name is, put you weapon down slowly and get down on the ground." Becker commanded, trying to hide his emotions. "NOW!"

Patrick pointed the gun to Rachel's head. She glanced worriedly to Becker, who was looking at her in a similar way. He didn't want to see her hurt again. Especially by her own uncle. If he tried to shot at Patrick, then he'd risk Rachel. He slowly took his hand away from his gun, holding his hands apart.

"Ok. Calm down. Ok" Becker tried to convince Patrick.

Rachel glanced at Patrick, knowing the look in his eyes. He used it on her before he almost shot her. He would've killed her if she hadn't kicked him and ran when she had. Patrick gave one final chuckle before shooting Becker. Rachel screamed as Becker slammed against the metal wall, hard and collapsing to the floor in intense pain. Patrick made her walk forward, towards Becker. She felt a tear roll down her cheek at the sight. As they walked past, Patrick shot Becker once more, rendering the soldier unconscious, possibly dead. Rachel felt more tears fall down her face. She tried fighting against him, but every time she tried she felt the coldness of the barrel of the gun against her temple.

"Tell me how to open them." Patrick demanded, pressing all the buttons on the anomaly locker.

Rachel didn't say a word. She couldn't get the scene out of her head. She could've done something. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, facing away from the anomaly. Patrick stormed around to her, kneeling down to try and taunt her.

"Tell me now!" he growled.

Rachel just glared at him. He slapped her across her face before getting up and mashing the keyboard on the anomaly detector. She glanced back at her hands. Fortunately for her, her father taught her how to get out of handcuffs and, her hands are too small for handcuffs so she could easily slide them out. But she needed the right moment.

Patrick calmly walked over to the door, where Abby had locked the bird in and kicked the door down. Rachel's glare followed him around the room. She slowly slid her hand out of one of the handcuffs, ready to jump on Patrick. It would stop him from escaping through the anomaly anyway, even if it did cost her, her life.

As he calmly walked towards the anomaly, she took this as the chance to strike. She ran after him, jumping on his back. He stumbled through the anomaly, with her still on his back. He tied to shoot her off, but he couldn't reach far enough. He threw her off his back and shot not far from her. She scrambled to her feet, rocks making it slightly difficult to get a grip on the ground. She run off, not knowing where or when she was. She just had to get away from Patrick, who was still trying to shoot her.

She heard crying off in the distance. It sounded like the bird she fought earlier on. She looked back to check how far Patrick was behind her. Nothing. All she saw was rocks and cliffs. She almost took one step too far and fell off the edge of the cliff. She was lost.

A terror bird launched itself over the cliff, landing in front of Rachel. She cursed and run off for life. Luckily, she quickly found a small crack in the rocks that she could squeeze into. The bird tried to get at her, until she kicked it and it run off screaming. She was too scared to go out. So she made herself comfy in the small cave.

"Looks like I'll be here for a while."

Meanwhile, before Danny went to get his family out of the past, he was explaining the Burton situation with Matt.

"You just go and get them back." Matt instructed. "I'll take care of this."

Danny nodded and headed towards the anomaly.

"Danny" Emily called while tossing Molly to him. "Good luck."

"Say goodbye to Abby and Connor for me will you?" Danny asked. Then added. "Oi. And I won't forget you shot me. I'll get you back one day."

So then, Danny turned his back on the two people he'd only just met, facing the anomaly that lead to wherever Patrick and Rachel were. He was hoping a creature hadn't gotten them that quickly. He doubted it, but it could've happened. He walked through. Back into the era that he'd already spent a year in.

"RACHEL!" he called out. "PATRICK!"

Ah!

It's the end!

And I'm horrible by ending it this way. And I'm sorry. The series ended just like that. So I had to.

I will carry it on for series 5. Depends on what happens during that time.

Thank you all who read the stories and reviewed them. I appreciate it all and I love you guys so much.

But now I need your opinions.

I had another Becker/OC idea. Set in series 3. I've started it. But not sure wherever to put it on here yet. So I was wondering if any of you would read it. Then I'd put it on.

And I'm going to shut up now.

It's like I've just written an award speech.

Anyway

Thanks to everyone

Love ya

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