It was a scorching hot day in Raccoon City and the sun blazed high and bright in the sky. Sparkling light reflected from Claire's motorcycle helmet. On her way to Raccoon City Police Department, she travelled along the shimmering hot roads, sweltering hot in her red leather jacket. She hadn't seen her brother Chris in a while, and had never been to his workplace before so thought today would be convenient for a surprise visit. Seeing as though she had some free time and felt guilty for not visiting her brother sooner.

Claire pulled up to a gas station to buy some chilled drinks, assuming the rest of the team would be at the office she bought enough for everyone. 'Man I could do with a beer' She mumbled to herself as she queued to buy the soft drinks. The cashier must have heard her because he had a smile on his face when Claire approached the checkout.

'It sure is a scorcher today!' The man smiled. Claire nodded and smiled back. 'Do you need a bag for those?' He asked.

'Nah I'm good thanks.' Claire handed the cash over and placed the drinks into her backpack. Walking back outside the sun blinded her momentarily, so she grabbed her sunglasses, put them on and hopped back onto her bike. She revved up her engine and then sped away towards the Police Station.

She parked in the small parking lot outside the station, removed her helmet and jacket and swept her hair into a ponytail. Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, she walked towards the entrance of the Police department. The automatic doors opened in front of her, and she felt a cool breeze from the air conditioning inside the building. She sighed at the relief of cool air on her skin. Arriving at the front desk, she spoke to the receptionist.

'Hi there, I'm here to see my brother Chris.' As Claire spoke she felt a drop of sweat run down her forehead. She wiped it away and used her hand to fan some cool air towards her face. Suddenly feeling a lot less cooler than she had done at entering the building.

'Oh you must be Claire?' The receptionist smiled up at her. 'Chris is in a meeting with his superior at the moment.' She gestured towards a door behind the front desk. 'But you are quite welcome to wait at his desk, I'm sure he won't be much longer.' The receptionist handed Claire a clipboard with a sign in paper attached to it. 'If you could just print and sign your name on here with the time then you can go in.' Claire scribbled her details on the piece of paper and the lady unlocked the door via her computer to let Claire in.

'Thanks.' Claire said as she walked through the door. She entered into a large room, with several desks, some cluttered and others organised neatly. At the end of the room was a notice board with various things listed on it, including some rather gruesome pictures that Claire didn't want to stare at for too long.

'Claire!' A familiar gruff voice called from one of the desks 'I haven't seen you in a while what are you doing here?' Claire turned to face the man who had addressed her.

'Oh, Barry I didn't realise you were there, it's good to see you.' She walked over and gave the older man a hug. 'I know I haven't been around much, I've been busy.' Claire said with a sheepish look on her face. 'I thought I'd surprise Chris with a visit though.'

'Chris is in a meeting with Wesker at the moment, and God knows when they'll be allowed out of there' A frown crossed the older mans face. 'Meetings always take up so much of our time. Not to mention my desk is full of paperwork and I haven't even been outside since I got here this morning!' He sighed and scratched his stubble covered chin. 'Sometimes I feel like a prisoner!' He chuckled half heartedly and smiled at Claire.

'So you don't think I'll be able to see him any time soon?' Claire asked.

'Who knows, but that just means you get to spend time with me and Jill.' Barry beamed, wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes.

Claire couldn't help but smile, Barry was an old friend of her and Chris's - more like a father figure than a friend really – she felt bad for not seeing him sooner.

'Where is Jill anyway, I swear she was in here.' Barry craned his neck to look around the room and Claire followed his gaze.

'I'm right here Barry' Claire saw a hand shoot up into the air as a female voice spoke from behind a massive pile of paperwork and files. Claire peered around the tower of paper to see a young woman leaning back in her desk chair with a book in her hand. Her eyes didn't move away from the pages and there was a look of deep concentration on her face. 'What do you need Barry?' She must have finished what she was reading because she set her book down and looked up at them both. She had shoulder length mid brown hair, stunning blue eyes; and Claire could only imagine the pristine physique hiding under her police uniform.

'Jill, this is Chris's sister Claire' Barry gave Claire a pat on the shoulder and Claire shook herself out of the daze she was in.

'Chris's sister?' Jill looked confused. 'I thought Chris's sister was a kid.' She raised her eyebrows and looked Claire up and down.

Claire's cheeks reddened, feeling slightly embarrassed. 'It's nice to hear my brother speaks so highly of me.' She crossed her arms in front of her chest and huffed.

Jill laughed, shaking her head. 'It's not that, it's just that every picture I've seen of you has been from when you were a kid.' Jill smirked 'Chris always talks about how well you're doing at school, so I just assumed you were a lot younger than him.' She stood up and reached towards Chris's desk, grabbing a framed photo. 'See, I thought this was recent.'

Jill handed Claire the picture; it was a photo from years ago when Claire and Chris had gone to a fairground, Claire was around 13 and had her hair tied up in two plaits. She had to admit it was not the most flattering picture of herself.

Claire felt her face redden again and she turned the picture around and placed it face down. 'That's a horrible picture of me.' Claire mumbled.

Jill laughed and stood the picture up properly. 'I thought it was cute.' She smiled. 'You guys must be close, I always wanted a sibling.'

'Yeah we're pretty close, he used to take me to all sorts of places when I was younger. I guess he wanted me to have as much fun as possible, seeing as though we went through so much shit with our parents.' Claire smiled lightly. 'That was actually a really fun day, he won me a giant stuffed panda from shooting milk bottles or something.'

'Sounds like a lot of fun, I wouldn't peg him for the type.' Jill tried to hide a laugh.

'Oh it's not all fun and games, Chris can be a real pain in the ass. Especially when it comes to dating. He's a nightmare.'

'He is quite the protective type.' Jill said, a smile still lingering on her lips. 'I can imagine he has scared many boys away.'

'Err, yeah boys...' Claire mumbled shyly. 'He doesn't give good dating advice either, he's pretty useless with that kind of stuff.'

Jill raised an eyebrow. 'I've noticed. He's not exactly Casanova is he.'

'Nope, not at all!.' Claire grinned and made contact with Jill's Electric blue eyes and felt her face heat up again.

Chris never mentioned how pretty and endearing Jill was, but then why would he... Claire thought to herself. Chris was more useless than she was with women, at least Claire thought so anyway.

The way Chris described Jill made her out to seem boring and old. Claire would definitely not have imagined the woman stood in front of her to match his description. She made a note to herself to reprimand Chris when she next saw him.

'So….' Claire diverted her gaze from Jill, trying to change the subject from her brother to something more interesting. She remembered the drinks that she brought and pulled her backpack from behind her.

'Anyone thirsty?' She pulled the still somewhat cold drinks from her bag and placed them on the nearest desk.

'Damn right, it's sweltering in here!' Barry gratefully took a can and Claire watched him guzzle down the soda.

'I swear to God Barry, if you burp in my face I'm leaving right now!' Claire pushed the older man jokingly and laughed.

'Would I do that to you kiddo?' Barry took another gulp of the drink and laughed. 'It's not like you haven't done it to me a hundred times'

Claire laughed and grabbed a can for herself 'Whatever old man.'

She watched as Jill picked up a drink, pulled the ring back and put the can to her lips. She couldn't stop watching her, intrigued and mesmerised. Damn I am so screwed She thought to herself as she tried taking a drink from her own can, not realising she hadn't opened it yet.