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Oasis Interlude: Truths

Title: Oasis Interlude:  Truths
Author: [info]shirleyann66
Fandom: Jericho
Rating: PG-13
Warnings:  Non-graphic references to kidnapping, torture and their aftermath.  Spoilers for pretty much everything that's ever happened in the series may lie within.   Since this was started LONG before the comic was released, any similarity to the events in the comics is purely coincidental.
Disclaimer/Claimer: I do not own nor am I affiliated with Jericho or CBS or any of the other PTB in relation to the show (although if anybody has a Major Beck just kickin' around with nothing to do, looking lonely...send him my way!). No infringement is intended. I'm just taking the characters out to play, and will do my best to show them a very, VERY good time. ;) 

A/N:  This fic is the incident described in chapter 141  of Oasis.  You don't need to know that story (I don't think..) in order to understand this Interlude.  In a nutshell:  Heather and Jake were dating at one point.  Then Heather was kidnapped by Constantino and tortured,  She was subsequently rescued by Beck and company, and Constantino was promptly executed by Beck.  The subsequent revelation of Beck's actions has caused a rift between Heather and Beck that has yet to heal.  That doesn't stop him from reacting to the news of Jake and Emily's engagement and pending parenthood.  This is what happens after the announcement is made and Beck does a bit of math...

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As soon as they were out of sight of Bailey's, Beck pulled Jake into the next back alley and slammed him – hard – against the wall. He took almost vicious pleasure at the look of pure shock on Jake's face.

“You cheated on Heather while she was being held and tortured by those monsters?” Beck snarled, his voice low and dangerous.

What?” Jake choked. “No!”

“I did the math, Jake. You slept with Emily while Heather was missing!”

No! I mean, yes – but Heather and I split up after she came back from Patterson – you know, the trip before she was taken. Even before she left, we pretty much knew it was over. We just made it official when she came back.”

“So, when she was taken -”

“We'd been split for weeks.”

Beck continued to glare at him for a long, silent moment.

“It's the truth,” Jake finally said. “You can ask Heather if you don't believe me.”

Beck began to relax as the sincerity in Jake's voice finally started to get through to him.

“So, yeah, Emily and I got back together while Heather was missing, but it wasn't cheating.”

“Ah,” Beck said, easing his grip on the taller man. “Well. Good to know.” He made a show of straightening and brushing off Jake's lapels. “Then I'll wish you congratulations with a clear conscience.”

"Glad to hear it,” Jake replied drily. He ran his hands through his hair, staring at Beck with wide, disbelieving eyes. Beck pressed his lips together and didn't flinch from Jake's assessing stare even as the flush worked its way up his cheeks.

Jake's expression slowly cleared as comprehension dawned. “Ah.

“What?” Beck demanded as coolly as he could, given the circumstances. He raised an eyebrow in question and tried to ignore the fact that he felt like a total idiot, exposed and vulnerable.

“I see the blinders have come off,” Jake replied, smirking, “or you've finally taken your head out of your ass.”

Beck knew exactly what Jake was talking about, but it didn't stop him from squirming with discomfort at the unholy amusement on Jake's face.

“Took you long enough,” Jake grinned, clapping him on the shoulder. Beck glared at him.

“Come on,” Jake said, rolling his eyes, “you probably loved her from the moment you set eyes on her. God knows you've always looked at her like she was your best gun in the middle of a firefight.”

“I see why the women go crazy for you, Jake,” Beck said drily, “you're such a romantic devil.”

Jake shrugged and grinned his crooked grin. “It's true, though,” he said.

“That you're a romantic devil?”

“No! That you loved Heather from the moment you set eyes on her!”

“I was a married man,” Beck replied quietly.

“No, you weren't,” Jake said slowly. “You knew even then, didn't you?”

Beck stared at a point beyond Jake's left ear. “Yeah,” he said softly, “yeah, I knew.”

Jake wasn't unsympathetic to the pain in Beck's eyes, but it wasn't often he had an opportunity to talk to Beck in a light-hearted way. “And in walks this gorgeous little brunette with big blue eyes, a can-do attitude, and a heart as big as the Kansas sky,” Jake said.

Beck glanced sharply at him. “Yeah, and straight into your arms.”

Jake shrugged with a cocky grin. “Hey, I did see her first.” Jake's grin faded as he sobered. “Your timing sucks big time, though, you know.”

Beck stared calmly back at him, and Jake realized with a shock that Beck wasn't that much older than him. At that particular moment, he looked a good ten years younger, vulnerable and afraid. “I know,” was all he said, and he sounded just like the usual cold, remote Beck. But his eyes told a different story.

Jake nodded. “She's...” he hesitated, searching for words.

“Hurt,” Beck said softly, everything about him radiating his concern for her.

“Yeah, and deeper than either of us know or can really understand. She's...reeling, trying to come to terms with everything that happened to her, and trying to...”

“Separate Constantino from me?”

“From you – and me, and Hawkins. And everyone else, really. The world is a dangerous place now; it needs dangerous people. Heather's just...not sure how to accept that, after what's happened to her. We've all done questionable things. The War was....” Jake trailed off again, his turn to stare sightlessly into space.

“Brutal,” Beck stated.

“To say the least. She knows – logically – we're not like Constantino. But in her heart -”

“It's not so clear.”

“Right.” Jake stared solemnly at Beck. “They did a number on her, you know.”

“I know,” Beck replied quietly, the memory of her naked, bloody body suddenly vivid in his mind.

“Probably better than anybody else – except her, of course.”

“And those who did it to her,” Beck sighed. “God, I'm almost sorry I only exiled them.”

“Don't be,” Jake replied. “They won't be issues. Ever.”

Beck stared at Jake. “What?”

“You're not Hawkins' C.O., you know. He follows his own orders.”

Beck's face tightened. “Maybe it's a good thing I found Nick. Maybe he can help us actually establish and maintain law and order.”

“But where's the challenge in that?” Jake joked. “And he'll only be able to help us if he stops charming the pants off all our women – including yours.”

“That's just Nick,” Beck sighed, “ and she's not mine.”

“Not yet,” Jake grinned, “but I have faith you'll carry the day, even with Nick as competition.”

“And you.”

“Haven't you heard? I'm going to be a father – and a husband. I'm out of the pool.”

Beck's lips twitched, but he kept his face stern. “That's a relief to the rest of us single guys,” he replied drily. “Maybe now we'll have a chance.”

“You're not a single guy, Beck. Not anymore – and you know it.”

Beck nodded.

Jake glanced over his shoulder at Beck as he moved towards the mouth of the alley. “You'll take care of her, won't you.” It wasn't a question.

“Always,” Beck replied, his voice choked with emotion.

Jake gave him a wistful, almost sad smile. “It'll be a long road.”

“She's worth it,” Beck said quietly.

Jake gave him a half-smile, and a nod. “Glad to hear it. Come on – we'd better get back. ”

Beck nodded and walked up to him.

Jake clapped him on the shoulder as they started the short walk back to Bailey's. “I hope you realize I'm going to hold this over you for the rest of your life,” he said gleefully.

Beck groaned and hung his head.




 


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nativefloridian
Jan. 22nd, 2011 08:58 pm (UTC)
Jake clapped him on the shoulder as they started the short walk back to Bailey's. “I hope you realize I'm going to hold this over you for the rest of your life,” he said gleefully.

I wouldn't expect anything less from Jake.

“No, you weren't,” Jake said slowly. “You knew even then, didn't you?”

Beck stared at a point beyond Jake's left ear. “Yeah,” he said softly, “yeah, I knew.”</>

That's how I always thought it was. Denial isn't just a river in Egypt...
shirleyann66
Jan. 27th, 2011 02:41 am (UTC)
That's how I always thought it was. Denial isn't just a river in Egypt...

Yep...exactly. :D Poor Beck...

I wouldn't expect anything less from Jake.

LOL - me neither! I can just see him bringing it up at random moments decades down the road (like when Jake's son is dating Beck's daughter... hee!! :D )


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