A/N: This is a sequel to my story "Fred". You might like to read that first. And now I hope you enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters except Fred.
Jess looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a red dress with a black flower print on the left side of it. The silky fabric enhanced her figure perfectly without showing off too much skin.
Her hair was held back by a red hair band, with a few strands left loose to frame her face.
Jess applied a little bit of make-up and added a soft rose lip gloss as the finishing touch.
Feeling happy with her appearance, Jess slipped into her black heels.
Today was the day Jess had waited for so long. Becker had finally asked her out.
The brunette girl has kept herself busy all day hoping to avoid feelings of worry and doubt, but one glance at her watch now told her that she had nearly another hour to kill before Becker would pick her up.
Jess started to pace through her flat, searching for something to do. But there was nothing left; she had finished all her housework tasks in the morning, even before she had met Emily for some shopping.
Carefully Jess sat down on her sofa, trying not to wrinkle her dress. The Field-Coordinator grabbed a book and flipped through it, just to place it back on the coffee table moments later.
Jess jumped up from her seat and started to walk around her flat again. Nervousness spread through her as the young girl started to question Becker's action. Why had he asked her out just now? Had he nothing better to do on a Saturday night? What if she was just a little pastime for him? What if she read too much into his question? What if this date meant more to her than it does to him?
"What if, what if..." Jess muttered to herself, shaking her head to dispel the unwelcome thoughts.
Jess took her mobile and quickly dialled her sister's number.
"Fred you have to help me!" The younger twin said the moment she heard Frederica picking up the phone.
"Oh, I'm fine thanks, Jess. How are you?" Fred answered teasingly.
"Sorry!" Jess answered, feeling a little awkward.
Fred's infectious laugh sounded through the line. "No worries. Just spill it, how can I help?"
Taking a deep breath, Jess voiced all the thoughts that had passed her mind only moments before.
"You don't really think all that, do you?" Fred asked when her sister was done talking.
"I do...well maybe not..." Jess sighed, "I don't really."
"Jess this is absolutely needless. That guy is head over heels for you. It is so obvious to everyone, but I guess not to you."
Not reacting on Fred's words Jess had an idea. "I know what! You go to the date."
"Okay, that's it, you are totally crazy. Why would I go on a date you waited for for so long?"
"That's the point! I want it so bad, what if I make a fool out of myself? What if I ruin it?"
The more Jess thought about it, the better she liked the idea. "Listen, I don't want you to go as me, but for me. Please!"
Fred on the other hand, didn't like the idea at all. "I don't think it's a good idea! And you won't ruin the date! Just enjoy it! Don't worry so much!"
For a moment, Jess debated with herself. Quietly she said, "But you owe me one. And I think that today is the perfect day for you to repay me."
The older twin blew out her breath, she hadn't expected that. "Okay, I'll do it!"
Jess quickly gave her sister the address of the bar Becker had suggested and hung up. Then she texted the Captain.
"No need to pick me up! I'll meet you at the bar!"
Becker was waiting impatiently in the bar for Jess, his glance wandered to the bar in a steady rhythm. The Field-Coordinator was already ten minutes late, which was unlike her Becker thought to himself.
He had tried to call her, but the girl's mobile was turned off. The Head of Security decided to give her another five minutes before he'd go and look for her.
He had just finished the thought when someone tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and looked into a pair of eyes that seemed familiar to him, and yet so strange.
"Fred?" he asked confused. But just a second later Becker jumped up from the chair, "Is Jess alright?" The Soldier was ready to leave the bar to get to Jess.
With a smirk on her face, Fred pulled him back by his arm.
"She's fine! I'm here for her," the girl shoved Becker, who was surprised by Fred's strength, to a table a little aside from the others. "Sit down! You and I, we need to talk!"
Jess had dark rings under her eyes, when she got out of bed the next morning. She had spent the night tossing and turning around, wondering if she had made the right decision.
But now it was done. There was no turning back; she could only hope that Fred had done her 'job' well.
Jess slowly started her morning routine when a thought crossed her mind: how was she supposed to face Becker today?
But before she had a chance to give it some more serious thought, the bell rang. Hoping that Abby or Connor would answer the door, Jess continued brushing her teeth.
After the third ring, Jess gave in and went to the door herself. Her flatmates must have had an early start today. She opened the door, with her toothbrush still in her hand, to find Fred standing in front of it.
"You won't ask any questions now and you'll do exactly what I tell you." Her sister's voice didn't leave room for any objections.
Fred gave Jess a quick once-over before she walked to her sister's bedroom, signalling for Jess to return to the bathroom.
When Fred appeared back in the living room, her sister was staring motionless at her. Frederica laughed at her sister's expression. "Just get ready, okay?!" Jess did as she was told and finally returned to the bathroom. "The red dress with the dark flower is the one you'll wear today!" Fred smiled brightly at her sister. "Oh and Jess, I'll do your make up today!"
Forty-five minutes later, Jess found herself in Fred's car and on the way to the ARC. Jess' information that she didn't have to work for another three hours went unheard by her sister.
At the ARC, the twins were met Abby who opened the car door for the petite brunette. Abby linked arms with her flat mate and walked towards the armory.
The closer they got, the more Jess' heart was racing. The usually bubbly girl stayed silent the whole way.
"I don't think this is a good idea!" The field-coordinator nearly whispered when the door was only a few steps away.
Abby closed the remaining distance, pulling Jess gently after her. "Trust me, it is!"
Without another word, the blonde opened the door, shoved her friend into the room and closed the door behind her. With a big smile plastered on her face, Abby walked away.