Resident Evil and its characters belong to CAPCOM.

For the ones who don't know, I'm not a native English speaker. So you may find some mistakes, but I hope they are not big ones. :)

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On the road.

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The day was overcast and a bit dark, the clouds were so low that it was impossible to see the mountains. As the grass along the road edge was still green, no one looking at the field would believe that it was already winter.

There was no traffic on the road. It seemed that everyone decided not to travel that day. This was one of those moments where she hoped that nothing bad happened because standing by the road waiting for help, waiting for someone to pass through her there could not be a good idea.

Claire slowed down her bike to stop some of the cold wind that was somehow coming through her helmet. She was well wrapped. With pants, coat, gloves, boots and scarf and she still felt cold. Maybe Claire should have listened to Mariane and came by car. But as a genuine Redfield, she insisted that it was not that cold and it would be possible to go by motorcycle.

To go back to Baycoast was not in her plans, but as Vincent called her and he was about to propose marriage by telephone, she understood that it was time to end the relationship.

Claire liked him, but now she realized that was not enough to hold the guy in a relationship that would not have the future he expected it would have.

Marriage was definitely not in Claire's plan. She thought that all those promises were useless and all those decorations and food were a waste of money. For her any relationship might be simpler, since everyone did their part. And all that money spent in weddings and lavish parties could be much better used if it turned into food for the needy people.

It was not easy to break up with Vincent. The man cried and Claire felt as the great villain of that story. She still did not know how long she would be on that new TerraSave community with their children and she realized it would not be fair to Vincent to make him wait until she returned. The unhappy man said that Claire just needed some time to think and said that in two or three weeks he would look for her so they could talk again. Claire knew that she would not like him more by staying away, but she wasn't able to ask him to never come or look for her.

Claire was now going back to TerraSave in Baycoast, known as Blossom Hill. Blossom Hill was like a small village founded by Claire and Mariane, where they were taking many orphans whose parents were victims of bio-terrorism.

Claire spotted the small bridge at the entrance of Blossom Hill . Although she could still notice the green garden, Claire realized that there were no more flowers. They had already gone to let the winter arrive.

Claire came around the main house, parking his bike next to the stairs leading to the laundry room. Claire did not remove her helmet, she ran up the stairs looking for a warmer place. She hastily opened the door and started jumping in front of the stove.

"Ahh! An alien!" One of the children yelled running out of the room.

Claire stopped jumping ashamed. A woman with helmet jumping in front of the stove was not a normal scene. She tried to seem normal by removing the helmet.

"Are you ok, Claire?" Mariane appeared by the door.

"Fine, Marin. I'm just cold." She smiled.

"Well, I warned you to go by car."

"But we need to save money, so the bike was the best choice."

Mariane rolled her eyes and put a mug with water on the stove.

"The kids want more tea and mr. Colin is busy peeling and chopping some vegetables for dinner."

Gary Colin was the cook and he lived with his family in a house in that small community. The kids loved that gentle sir who cooked very well.

Mariane was a middle-aged woman. Her husband died to cancer four years ago and they never had children. So she decided to join TerraSave project, becoming good friends with Claire since then.

Like Claire, Mariane now had many kids, aged between 2 and 9 years.

"Claire, Claire. Let's play Twister?" Hellen, a little six-year-old blond girl pulled her arm.

"Let's! Let's warm up!" Claire replied picking up the girl in her arms and walking into the room.

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The lonely road clearly indicated the onset of winter. It seemed that everyone decided to stay home that Sunday. And it was perfectly understandable that people would prefer to be on their own bed or sofa with blankets and a cup of tea or hot cocoa.

Leon hadn't had much time to choose where he'd rather be at the moment. The death of an old police colleague, Jeremy , made Leon offer himself to take his children to a nice place where they could meet other children who had been through similar situations.

Living with people who have faced similar loss and pain could somehow help their recovery. And Leon trusted no one else more than he trusted Claire to deal with children.

Jeremy and Leon met each other when they were still training to follow the police career. They never had the chance to work together because Leon had or should have gone to work in Racooon City, but the friendship remained. Jeremy was widowed and had two children, Dylan a six-year-old boy, and Anne, a twelve-year-old girl.

After facing the death of his friend and his orphan kids, Leon knew that the best way to honor that friendship would be to make sure that his children were in a good place and although they were not victims of bio-terrorism, Leon knew to stay with Claire would be best for them, since they didn't have anyone else. Leon called Claire in the morning, but he only managed to talk to Mariane, who had given him the permission to take the kids.

Once he passed the bridge, Leon admired the place. In the summer he was sure that the garden would become a very beautiful place where children could run free. After parking at the entrance, Leon took the two bags while the kids went down the car.

Leon rang the bell hoping that someone could come fast because it was pretty cold out there.

When a red-haired woman opened the door, Leon immediately thought it was Claire and was about to say something when he stopped. The woman was not only much older than Claire, but her hair was more for red than auburn like Claire's. Leon smiled and nodded.

"You must be Mariane."

"Yes, please come in mr. Kennedy."

They greeted each other by shaking hands and then Leon took off and hung his coat. Anne and Dylan seemed very shy. But soon Mariane approached them also helping them remove their coats.

"Claire is in the room next door playing with the children." she pointed out.

Leon thanked and went in that direction. The door was open and soon he saw Claire, or Claire's bottom.

Claire was with open and straight legs and both hands on the floor, leaving her bottom to the top, wearing a pair of jeans. Leon hesitated, he didn't know if he should turn back and call her first, or if he should fully entered that room.

One of the children in front of Claire looked at him before he could do anything. Claire put her head between her legs, seeing Leon upside down as he looked at her bottom.

"Leon?! - She tried to get up fast, but all she could do was fall, taking two of the children with her to the ground.

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Hey guys!

This story is a request of a brazilian friend of mine and it's inspired on a sweet fb friend, Claire Angel, who is really sweet and funny.

Hope you guys enjoy! ;)

Thank you RTal for always helping me with sentences and expressions! :)

Cya!