Hey this is my new story it's suppose to one of those romance/comedy fics so it's Claire/Wesker pairing and Jill/Chris and other pairing I can just throw in there so hope you like and please review! : D oh and that story the guide to Wesker and Brownies really inspired me to do this so review and thanks!

There was always one thing about Albert Wesker no one understood. The calm and collected type of guy who hardly had a social life more focused on work then his personal healthy life. When ever you see Wesker it was either work related or work related, always the neat type his clothes ironed not a wrinkle on it, his hair was neatly sleeked back not a hair miss placed, clean shaven not a hair on his chin, and his signature look his sunglasses.

Yes, Wesker is the hard working employ that always showed up to work early had his work done before the due date, over all a great leader; no wonder he was the captain of raccoon city's police department S.T.A.R.S. but theres something more to the sunglasses wearing hot shot then meets the eye, a more darker side. But another story we'll get into for another time, our story begins…

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"Chris I need those reports turned in by the end of today." Wesker sternly told the brunette not looking up from his 200 page report he was writing down.

"Sure cap I'll give it to you by today." Chris turned his chair around facing his Captain desk that was just behind his own.

"Did I mention if I don't get them you'll be spending the night at department." Wesker strictly told Chris before he finally got off his lazy ass and grabbed the file he needed to do for his report.

"On it!" Chris quickly exited from his game he was playing on his computer to the two sentence report he was supposedly doing.

Wesker signed, now he wasn't in the mood for fun and games. The one thing he hated was procrastination and Chris was the number one goof ball and lazy slacker on his list. Jill valentine walked pass Chris's desk and handed a file folder to her captain.

"Here's the finish report Wesker." Jill smiled while chuckling at Chris's fast typing and his mumbling.

"Thank you Jill." The blonde captain murmured under his breath, Jill nodded her head and started walking towards her desk; she then stopped to look down at her shoe to see a rotten turkey sandwich at the bottom.

"Oh my God, Chris isn't this the sandwich you were looking for last week!" Jill nearly yelped from the site of old turkey stinking to her.

"Oh crap." Chris looked down from his desk to see the evil delay meat he always had for lunch.



The whole office of alpha team was bursting out laughing at the sight most of those made little jokes and started talking like a class of high students having the free chance to socialize when the teacher wasn't there.

Wesker by now was pissed he was tired from hardly any sleep he had to turn this stupid report in by tomorrow morning not to mention the thousands of papers stacked at home from umbrella. The next thing he needs is laughing and talking.

The dark captain stood up from his seat pushed his chair back and spoke clear and not so loud but enough so the whole room had his attention.

"I hope I don't see everyone laughing tomorrow morning when we're doing twice the training, twice the homework, and twice the cases as a punishment."

From that being said everyone went back to what they were doing, the room fell silent nothing was heard but the Air condition vents. Wesker turned his attention to Chris and Jill he took a quick glance at Chris's desk then back at the pair.

"I'm guessing you're spending the night Chris to finish that report and cleaning that pig pin you call a desk." Wesker shot at the ex air pilot, he turned to Jill.

"And I'm sure Jill will be helping you with both since it's her turn for night duty." Jill's jar dropped NIGHT DUTY but her turn was just three nights ago! What Wesker says goes and don't try to correct or reason with him then you'll find your self with more piles of work on your desk.

After everyone packed up and left it was 8:45 p.m. and a little desk light was seen in the darken room while paper rush ling, crumpling, swearing and drawers opening and closing were heard.

"Dam Wesker he has no life that's why he ruins mine!"

"Chris just accept it, it was your fault." Jill said as she leaned on one of the desk watching Chris.

"Okay how was I supposed to know that the sandwich was right there?" The brunette cried back.

"Ahh whatever!" Valentine raised her hands in the air and walked behind Chris helping him pick things up, then putting it on the desk. She then walked by Wesker's desk to see nothing but a pure clean desk she giggled as she compared it to Chris's desk.

"You know what Jill I think I know the problem." Chris said out loud.

"What problem." She answered back.

"To Wesker."

"So what is the problem?"

"He needs to get laid!"

Jill looked at Chris sassily.

"You're saying Wesker would be better off if he had a girlfriend?" Jill couldn't admit but Chris had a point but then it was Chris and he didn't have a girlfriend himself.

"Yah I mean think about it he's 36 single doesn't have kids' maybe a virgin and always working!"

"Chris you're an idiot.

Well thats the end of the chapter hope everyone likes it! :D Claire is coming up in the next two chapters wil just focuse on the stars team so thanks and please review!