Chapter 1
I laid there with Claire fast asleep in my arms while I watched the sun begin to rise. It had been four months since Chris and Jill's wedding, and that meant that Claire was nine months pregnant. She"ll be having our baby any day now. I looked down at Claire and smiled. She's wearing our wedding band across her finger with the engagement ring. The diamond on the ring glistened from the ray of the sun hitting it.
We we're married a month ago with all of our family and friends attending. We had a small indoor wedding. We didn't want another incident like at Jill and Chris'. We especially didn't want to spend our honeymoon in quarantine like they had to. Twenty-four hours of being tested and poked on the happiest day of their lives. I knew that the guests weren't happy about spending the same vacation as them. Claire was royally pissed off when they wanted to do tests on her. She gave some agents a few good kicks to their 'jewels' to get them off of her.
And Ashley, God was she annoying. She was still drunk when they went to take her in. She said some slurred profanities and tired to get some hits off. They were almost gonna tase her when she dropped to the ground and covered her head. I chuckled a bit from thinking about it.
"What's goin' on?" mumbled Claire. She brushed some of her bangs away from her forehead. She fidgeted a bit and opened her eyes. I took a deep breath and exhaled.
"I thought about Ashley getting tasered again." I looked down and saw a smile form.
"Dumb bitch." she laughed a little and sat up on the bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked over at me "What time is it?"
I glanced over to the clock. "It's 6:54" I answered. Claire groaned and laid back down.
"What time did you get up Leon?" I glanced over at the window and turned back. "Around five-ish." Claire put her arm over her eyes and groaned.
"You need to sleep more. You can't be slacking when you have to watch that little brat everyday."
"Hey, today is my last day for three months. Three whole months without Ashley. That's like heaven." I laid back down and turned to face her. "You know me helping you with the baby will be a helluva lot better that baby sitting her."
"I know. I just can't wait until it's outta me." she patted her swollen stomach and glanced over. I placed my hand over hers and squeezed it lightly.
"Then we can have sex again. And again, and again, and again." Claire made a disgusted look and knocked my hand away.
"Leon, we're never having sex again! NEVER." I put my arm across her stomach and whined to her.
"But Claire." I pouted. "You could never say 'no' to sex with me. It's impossible." I buried my face in her neck and closed my eyes.
"Yeah right. I can ignore all of your advances." she scoffed.
"Oh really?" I raised my head and looked at her in her eyes. I was just about to make a move when the alarm went off.
"You better get to work now. Princess Ashley is waiting on your appearance." I got up from our bed with a scowl.
"Ashley ruins everything." I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Afterwards I changed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Claire was there eating a sandwich.
"A sandwich? That's not a real breakfast." I opened the fridge and pull out some milk. I went over to the cabinet and pulled out a box of cereal.
"I just wanted a sandwich. It sounded good." Claire said with a mouthful of food. I sat down with my cereal and opened the newspaper. Claire got up from her seat.
"Gotta pee." she quickly walked out of the room.
"Thanks for sharin'." I took a spoonful of cereal and ate it. About two minutes later I heard a scream and ran out of the kitchen. Claire was in the hallway clutching her stomach with her eyes closed tight.
"Leon. The baby is coming!"
"Now?" I grabbed her shoulder and take her over to the couch.
"Yes now you dumbass! You don't think I know when a fucking baby is coming!" I walked over to the phone and dialed some numbers. The other end picked up and I started to panic.
"Hello?" the voice sounded tired.
"Rebecca! The fucking baby is coming right fucking now!" my voice became even more panicked. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and glanced over at Claire.
"Leon? Oh! Well get her to the hospital I'll meet you there! I immediately hung up the phone and ran upstairs. I grabbed Claire's overnight bag and ran back as fast as I could.
Claire was standing up using the phone when I came back in.
"Yeah Chris. Uh huh, Leon's taking me right now. Can you call the others, Oh call President Graham too and tell him that Leon isn't gonna make it today. Yup, ok. I love you too. Bye." Claire hung up the phone and looked over at me. She looked abnormally calm.
"Leon. Don't freak out on me here. Let's get to the hospital, ok?" she must have seen my face and tried to calm me down.
"Ok sweetheart. Let me get this bag in the car and start it up. I'll come back for you ok? Don't try to walk without me."
"Leon." she said sternly. "I am perfectly capable of walking out to the damn car." She walked past me and went out the front door. I followed her to the car that was in the driveway and unlocked the door. We both got in and started our way to the hospital.
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I grabbed my cell phone and called the hospital to let them know that we were coming shortly. I hung up and looked over at her. She was breathing heavily and sweat began to trickled down the side of her face. I took my hand and wiped it off caringly. She leaned her cheek into my hand and shut her eyes.
"It's ok Claire. We're almost to the hospital. We'll be there any minute." Her eyes clinched shut and she screamed. She grabbed her stomach again and looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"Hurry the FUCK UP!" I know she wasn't trying to be mean. I mean for God's sakes, she was gonna squeeze a baby outta her you-know-what! I'm glad that I don't have to do it.
A few minutes later I park the car to the closest parking space the hospital had. I got out and opened her door. I scooped her up and closed the door with my foot. I carried her in a hurry into the hospital and bursted in through the door. Nurses crowded us and I put Claire safely into a wheel chair. They wheeled her off and I followed her to the room. Claire changed into a hospital gown and laid down on her bed. The nurses hooked her up to the machines and left us alone.
There was a knock on the door and Rebecca entered. She was wearing a pair of light blue scrubs and a white doctor coat. She smiled and walked over to the two of us.
"Well now. Your contractions are pretty far apart. So that's good news." Rebecca closer to Claire and gave her a smile. Claire reached out and grabbed the collar of the coat.
"Give me the epidurals or I will hurt you." She let go of Rebecca and looked at her evilly.
"Er, yeah you can have them. I'll get someone to do it right now," she quickly left the room and shut the door. I look at Claire with wide eyes and just stare at her.
"Does it really hurt that bad?" She looked over at me and squinted.
"Yes it does hurt really bad. This is all your damn fault." she crossed her arms across her chest and continued to stare.
"My fault? You're the one that spread your legs!" I knew that I shouldn't have said that. I looked over at her and cowered. Her eyes looked like they were inflamed with pure hatred towards me.
"So it's MY FAULT. It's my FUC-" the door opened and Chris and Jill entered. Jill was holding a vase of flowers.
"I'm so excited!" exclaimed Chris. "I'm finally gonna be the cool Uncle!" he walked over to Claire and gave her a hug. Jill walked up and showed Claire the flowers.
"I know you don't like flowers. But here you go!" Jill sat them on the table next to Claire. Claire's eyes began to fill with tears.
"You didn't have to do that." she closed her eyes and the tears went down her cheeks. Chris and Jill looked at me with questionable faces.
"Honey you don't have to cry." I put my hand on top of her again. She looked over and smiled. Then she had another contraction. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it as hard as she could. Chris looked at my face and laughed a bit.
I mouthed 'fuck' and looked up at the ceiling. Claire still had a pretty good grip on herself. There was another knock at the door and a man entered with a cart.
"Mrs. Kennedy? I'm Kyle, I'm gonna give you your epidural. I need you to lay on your side while I put the needle in." Claire nodded and I helped her roll towards me.
"About damn time." she grumbled. The man pulled out a-fucking-enormous-needle. Claire and myself are terrified by needles. At least she couldn't see it. Kyle pushed some fluid from it and my eyes grew from the sight.
"Don't tell me how fucking big it is. Shut your damn eyes! SHUT THEM!" screamed Claire as she looked at me. Kyle took a swab with iodine on it to her back and then punctured the needle into her spinal column. She shut her eyes and stifled a scream. She gripped my hand a bit and then she stopped.
"Alright Mrs. Kennedy, we're gonna roll you back now. Ok?" Claire nodded and we both rolled her over on her back. She looked over at me with a horrified face. I smiled and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. Kyle left the room and Chris walked over to Claire. His face was white and pastey. Apparently he doesn't like needles as well.
"How ya holdin' kid?" he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Better now." she grabbed the remote and turned on the t.v.
"Well Jill and me are gonna go out to the waiting room and watch for the others. Love ya sis." he kissed her forehead and walked to the door. Jill waved to us and exited with her husband.
Of course we weren't at a normal hospital. We're at a Government facility. There're guards blocking the entire floor so that nothing 'funny' would happen. I wouldn't be surprised if that sick bastard Wesker would try something on us. Especially since Claire is Chris' little sister. So I sat there wit my wife, the soon-to-be Mother of my child. Of course I was packin' heat in my shoulder holster. What man wouldn't in the situation that we're in. I'm not gonna let anything happen to my family. I'll make damn sure of it.