Authors Note: Thank you so much for reading and reviewing, I love the feedback. I hope you like this next chapter it will actually explain some things finally.

-Becker-

Becker watched Kennedy as she slowly made her way around the house, she prowled like a cat who was unsure of the safety of the area it was in.

"Do you think she knows what in the hell she is doing?" Connor whispered from behind, Becker looked over his shoulder at him but said nothing.

Kennedy stopped in front of one of the huge bare walls and just stared at it for a moment. Becker was about to say something when she turned around and faced them.

"I think I know your problem." She assured. "Give me a second why I get something from my car." With that she walked past us and went to her vehicle.

Jess, who was currently encircled in Becker's arms – leaning back against him – using him as her pillar in more ways than one. They were all silent when the girl returned holding what looked like a, black light.

She plugged it into the wall and set it in the middle of the main room.

"Becker…would you please shut the blinds and turn off the lights please." Kennedy instructed, Becker tilted Jess head up to meet his lips – kissing her gently he reluctantly left her to do as Kennedy asked.

When he turned off the lights it was much darker than it had been but not pitch black by any means, quickly he made his way back to Jess's side – not feeling comfortable about leaving her alone and vulnerable again.

Without saying anything Kennedy switched on the black light.

"Oh my god!" Jess exclaimed jumping back against Becker and instinctively he held on tighter to her.

"Bloody Hell." Connor mumbled unable to keep from commenting.

Becker said nothing but looked in unabashed awe, illumined around the room were various symbols that looked positively satanic. It seemed to be made with some kind of florescent white paint – given the way it was showing up under the black light.

Kennedy walked around the room surveying the symbols as she let out a low wistle. "Sigil of Sulur, Sigil of Lucifer, Zoroastrian Symbol…" Stopping she turned to look directly at Jess.

"No wonder you have been having problems, your house has basically been turned into a huge welcome mat for anything that is supernaturally evil in about a 500 mile radius, you must have really pissed someone off." Kennedy commented.

She walked over to the wall and touched where the paint was with her hand. "It's been painted really recently, if you have some paint thinner I think we can get it off."

Becker made a move but Connor stopped him with a gesture, moving to go get it himself, he turned to face Kennedy.

"Will that make this stop?" He asked, tightening his grip ever so slightly around Jess. Kennedy looked unsure.

"We'll see, sometimes when you let something in – it can be let back out." She conveyed cryptically, and Becker didn't like the sound of that.

[2:00 a.m.]

-Jess-

Jess was circled up against Becker in bed, Kennedy had agreed to stay there over night to make sure everything didn't go to hell - literally. Becker was breathing gently as he slept – the sound was comforting, Jess didn't want to say anything but she still had a creepy feeling, after closing her eyes and listening to the sound of his breathing lulled her into sleep.

She woke up what felt like moments later, there was something odd about the room. She was sleepily and befuddled, not able to get a grip at all – looking up she saw that there was an odd blue orb floating in the air. She couldn't stop herself – with unusually grace and agility she maneuvered out of Becker's grasp as the stood up, ignoring how cold the wood floor felt under her feet.

She started following the eerie blue orb as it led her out of the bedroom; taking movements slow she felt absolutely transfixed by the light, she walked across the living room to the window that was open.

'Didn't I close that?' Jess wondered numbly as she continued walking towards the light, it floated out the window and hovered in the air. Seeming to have no control over her body she walked right up to the railing and started making her way over it, Jess had both of her feet over the railing, with her hands behind her holding on the railing she looked deep into the blue light, and slowly she felt her hands start to loosen their grip.

"Bloody fuck Jess stop!" Becker's voice cut through the sand and fog that had been occupying her better judgment. Coming back to herself - it was like she had just noticed right then that she was standing on the other side of the railing practically about ready to jump to her death.

"Oh god…" She squeaked, the blue light had disappeared and she was looking at just how high up she was.

"Jess baby, don't move, I got you." Becker barked, Jess didn't move and in one swift motion Becker reached over the railing his strong arms slipping under Jess knees picker her up, as soon as she felt like he had a firm grip on her legs – and trusting him fully she let go of the railing and wrapped her arms around his neck sobbing.

Jess felt herself calming down as Becker hand gently gripped her hair – pulling back her head he covered his mouth with his, she tasted his lips – heady with the taste of him as well as the salt of her own tears. Becker pulled back and Jess felt him cradle her against him.

"Kennedy?" Becker questioned, his voice conveying that he was asking her what to do next.

"You have to get her out of here Becker, for good, I'm sure Connor and Abby will be more than willing to help me pack up all her stuff." As she said this Jess found herself offering no objection to Kennedy's idea.

Not putting her down Becker seemed to practically run out of the house, when they got to his car he placed her in the passenger seat. Still in a state of shock Becker had to put on her seatbelt for her, and got into the driver's side.

Becker had been driving for a while, the farther Jess got from the house the better she felt, after a moment she reached over and took Becker's hand in hers. She didn't look at him but she saw him glace at her and tighten his grip on her hand. Letting out a sigh she leaned back against the seat, feeling safer than she had in a long time.

Authors Second Note: Thank you all so much for reading this, but things may not be over for Jess, I am working on Primeval: Past Midnight Chronicles - Story # 2.