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Chris hummed happily as he went through the paper work of the case that had gone peculiarly well, making the S.T.A.R.S team look really good and him especially. Chief Irons had been very pleased with the teams even if Wesker did get all the praise.
'Strange how he always looks so stoic and stone faced whenever he appears in a press conference.' Chris wondered as he tapped the pen against the paper gently, trying to decide what to write down. Wesker was always so calm and collected, making a perfect person for press conferences and interviews, but Chris could be sure that the man detested all of them, wanting nothing to do with them but as usual Irons insisted that the leader of the Alpha team gave a statement.
The young man was in the STARS office with Burton and Jill. Barry was doing gun maintenance and Jill was also writing a report, but from what Chris could tell it was different case. He sighed, and tried to focus on the paper in front of him again but his mind kept wandering around and only focused on the coffee cup that he was determined to get in 30 minutes with his sister, Claire, who was working the summer in the RPD as a receptionist and office worker. Her job was to handle the documents and archiving as well as helping around the RPD the best she could.
Chris and Claire had been overjoyed that she had gotten the post for the summer so that she and her brother could finally spend some time together. They saw each other quite rarely with her living in another city, studying and Chris being the S.T.A.R.S officer. They had a routine to often dine together and have a cup of coffee if he wasn't busy. Claire had quickly become well liked in the whole RPD and the members of S.T.A.R.S had quickly taken a shine to her. The older sibling could almost be sure that even Wesker liked her even if he didn't show it much. He had seen him chatting with her in the hallway a couple of times and Wesker never chatted with anyone.
Claire was a dutiful worker and even Chief Irons had noted her eagerness to be helpful, hinting that she could very well be welcomed back next summer.
Chris glanced at the door when it opened gently and his sister walked in while holding a handful of papers.
"Chris, the papers you requested earlier today finally arrived." The 18 year old girl said, bringing the reports to her brother who grabbed them, going through them quickly before smiling at his dear sister
"Thanks Claire, not too busy to grab a cup of coffee?" He asked, eyeing his desk that had 4 empty cups on it.
"Sure, Chris, though I fear that I will develop a severe case of coffee addiction before the summer is over." Claire laughed gently, waving at Barry who was finishing his gun maintenance and Jill who seemed to be frustrated by the report.
Just when young S.T.A.R.S member was about to get up, Wesker walked in. He wore his sunglasses over his head which was rare, showing his cold blue eyes.
"Captain Wesker." Chris greeted his team leader,
Wesker's cold eyes glanced around the room, noting Jill and Barry's presence and Chris could only wonder what the older man was thinking. Claire was standing next to her brother, looking at Wesker quite shyly. Chris didn't think much about it, Wesker had an commanding aura to him.
"Burton, Valentine and Redfield, Irons wants you three into the briefing room." Wesker said and Chris looked slightly annoyed, getting a worried glance from Claire. She clearly didn't want to get him into trouble.
"But..."
"Just go Chris, we can grab a cup of tea or coffee later." Claire said quickly to which Chris nodded after a brief moment, getting up with his team mates and leaving Claire into with Wesker. Before closing the door behind him, Chris saw Claire placing more papers on the tables and for some reason, he could swear that Wesker looked more relaxed than ever.
Chris yawned out loud when he walked the almost empty corridors of the RPD, the shift was about to change and there was less people around. The corridors were almost eerily quiet. The cafeteria had been closed hours ago and it was in the separate wing of the RPD so people rarely went there during the late hours of the night but the closes coffee machine was there and Chris was determined to get a cup before heading home. Claire probably was there already waiting anyways.
When Chris opened the door into the hallway, he heard a soft laugh echo from the empty cafeteria and he was sure that it was Claire. 'Why is she working this late?' He wondered while quietly walking towards to the door, wanting to peek in and see who was accompanying his sister.
Chris peeked into the cafeteria only to see two persons sitting there with cups of coffee from the coffee machine that was placed in the corridor near the cafe. The older Redfield could barely contain his shock when he saw Wesker sitting there with Claire, with papers on the table. Claire was smiling and looked quite happy.
He had never felt so curious in his entire life. Wesker was actually enjoying his sister's company?! Chris wanted to interrupt them and ask what was going on but he knew better not to.
Later that night the siblings were sitting in the kitchen, drinking tea, but Claire looked somewhat distant, like her mind was miles away, thinking about something wonderful and dreamy.
Chris stared at her and when Claire finally noticed the peculiar look her brother gave her, she smirked a bit.
"Umm...is there something on my face?" she asked as Chris sipped his tea, not breaking the eye contact.
"No, I just wonder why you and Captain Wesker were drinking coffee around 23:00 in the empty cafeteria." he stated.
Claire almost swallowed the tea wrong way, coughing slightly.
"Oh you saw us? Well you see, Wesker needed help sorting his papers and mailing them...he was really busy and asked me to have a drink with him afterwards." Claire said while blushing furiously.
Chris looked a bit doubtful "Really? Wesker never asks help from anyone." He pointed out and his sister just nodded.
"Well I was a bit surprised, I don't think he would have asked if you three had been there." Claire laughed a bit. "And you know the other girls...they are all nice but kinda...nosy." she finished. Chris nodded slightly but cocked his head a bit teasingly
"Almost looks like Wesker likes you. But Claire, he is 20 years older than you." Chris teased, making Claire gasp and stare down at her cup of tea.
"Absolutely not, Chris. He is so cold and...you know, distant."
"You seemed to have good time with him today." Chris pointed out and Claire sighed "Well, I admit that he was quite interesting and handsome...but also very frightening." the red haired girl said, swirling her spoon in the cup.
"I see, just don't get in trouble." Chris said, not even thinking that her sister could be dating Wesker, after all, the man was cold as ice.
"Heh, don't worry, Chris, like I'd ever do that."
Weeks passed but the city had been surprisingly quiet with only few risky situations arising. Raccoon City quieted a bit for the summer and Chris was glad that he could spend a bit more time with his sister. Lately the older Redfield had been stuck in evening shift but it wasn't' so bad since the days were so hot and the department's air conditioning wasn't the best one...
Chris was sweating a bit as he maintenance his gun. He looked around the room with only Barry there. The older man was lost in his thoughts, writing a letter and Brad had been sent to the armory by Wesker to check few things.
The young S.T.A.R.S member sighed, unable to focus. He needed a coffee badly.
"Barry, I'm going to grab a coffee and a sandwich from the coffee place across the street, want anything?" the young man asked but Barry just grumbled something, making Chris roll his eyes before leaving the room and heading towards the door.
Walking through the empty corridors, he suddenly heard someone talk around the corner. This part of the department was supposed to be empty at this hour but Chris had decided to go through it.
"You do understand, right?" He heard a low tone that sounded familiar. It was Wesker. Chris stopped on his track. It wasn't that Wesker couldn't be there but why would he? and who was he talking with?
"Yeah, I understand...you..you don't need to repeat it." Claire's almost fearful voice said. Chris' felt his protective instinct kick in. What was Wesker doing with his sister?! However he decided to listen for a while longer.
"I'm glad we understand each other, Claire...it is most pleasant." The blond man said in almost a dangerous tone.
Chris walked around the corner with a determined look in his eyes and saw Claire leaning against the wall with his captain towering over her. He was completely relaxed and casual. However...Chris appearance had surprised them both and Claire lifted her eyes, looking straight at her brother with alarmed look in her eyes.
"What is going on here, captain?" Chris asked somewhat angrily, looking at his captain and sister who looked like she was a bit in shock.
"Nothing, Chris, I just made a mistake..." Claire said quickly with large, frightened eyes.
Wesker didn't even pay any attention to the younger man and instead looked at Claire with disinterested look in his eyes, evaluating her reactions.
Chris could tell that his sister was trying to lie to him...she was looking away and rubbing her arm slightly.
"A mistake?" He asked, squinting his eyes slightly.
"Yeah...I just went somewhere where I wasn't supposed to." she muttered before quickly leaving, passing Chris without even looking at him.
The older Redfield let his sister go and looked at Wesker who looked after Claire only to slowly shifting his gaze at his subordinate.
"Captain Wesker, what was that all about?" Chris demanded.
"She explained it, didn't she?"Wesker murmured, walking past him.
Chris tried his best to get Claire to talk to him about what was going on but she refused, dodging his questions.. The older Redfield knew that his sister wasn't well and pursued after her, demanding answers from her.
"You have to tell me what that was all about! It looked serious." The short haired man insisted as he followed his sister.
Finally Claire stopped and turned around to face her brother with seething look in her eyes. The fear was gone and instead she was furious now.
"I told you, it was nothing. I just wen't to the archives and touched things I wasn't supposed to. I wanted to make initiative and be helpful but I misjudged. Let it be Chris, I don't want to get you involved." She spat angrily, glaring at her brother who looked even more suspicious.
"Something is going on between you two?" He asked and Claire just groaned in frustration.
"Nothing is going on...I though he was nice but he is just a jerk...that's all. I rather try avoiding him from now on."
Days passed and Claire's situation didn't seem to improve at all, if anything it seemed to get worse by the day and Chris could do nothing but watch helplessly. She was clearly upset about something and had become quiet. Chris barely saw her at work since she was spending most of her time in the archives and helping others. After seeing Wesker and Claire talk in the corridor he had been keeping his eye on the man, but he hadn't seen or heard anything suspicious.
The hardest thing for Chris was to see his sister suffer and refuse to share her burden with him. He couldn't help her.
Then, one evening things had taken a turn for worse. The two siblings had been sitting in Chris' living room, watching a quiz show on tv while eating popcorn and joking. For once his sister seemed to be in good spirit. Chris wasn't sure but it seemed as if avoiding Wesker had made Claire feel better, but his captain had become more irritated. Few could tell, but he was sure it was so.
Suddenly Claire's cellphone started ringing in her guest room. Chris expected his sister to get up and get it but the red haired girl made no effort to even lift a muscle.
The phone kept ringing and Chris finally glanced at his sister and was shocked. Claire was pale and slightly trembling. He had never seen his sister react this way to anything.
"Claire? You ok?" The older Redfield asked, carefully "You going to get that?"
"I...I'm not sure I should." Claire muttered, not making any attempts to get up. Who ever the caller was...he or she was insistent. Each time the cellphone quieted, it took only a moment from it to ring again. Finally Claire got up from the sofa and walked calmly towards Chris' guest room.
The red head girl shut her room's door and answered the call. For minutes she was quiet and Chris could barely hear anything; his sister was whispering something, but her tone was slowly getting louder and more angry.
Chris turned the volume down and walked behind Claire's room to listen why his sister was so angry. He couldn't hear any clear words and for a moment until Claire yelled.
"Leave me alone! I don't want anything to do with you!" And hung up.
The older Redfield then heard Claire start crying behind the closed door. Chris knocked on the door "Sis, you ok?"
"Go away, Chris...this is nothing...just...just a stupid thing." Claire replied, trying to calm down a bit.
"Is this about Wesker? You need to tell me, sis...is he intimidating you or blackmailing you somehow?" I'm not blind you know." Chris tried, but Claire refused to reply. Chris tried the door but it was locked.
"Go away, Chris! This has nothing to do with you...Just let me handle this on my own. I don't want you to get involved in this." she yelled "I only got a week of work left and then I get back to school and away from here. Things will go back to normal, I promise."
After that Claire didn't say anything after that and despite his tries, his sister didn't reply, clearly crying herself to sleep.
Chris wished he could help his her, but she refused to talk to him...It pained him that she would leave him in a week, but maybe it was for the best. From his experience this looked like this was relationship problems.
Perhaps Claire had had a crush on his captain...that would explain the talk in the hallway few weeks ago. She must have told Wesker it and he had turned her down...yeh, that had to be it.
When Chris turned to leave, he heard Claire hiccup slightly and say "Its ok Chris...just one more week and I'll be ok. Just...just promise that you won't do anything stupid or reckless."
'Stupid? Why would I do something stupid?' he wondered. It was as if Claire was expecting something.
Little did Chris know...a week was all he had with his little sister.
Claire sighed out loud as she turned off the lights in the archives. Only few more days and her summer job would end and she'd be free to leave the RPD proudly. After all her troubles and fears...she'd be free. Few times she had thought about just quitting and getting out of there, but bullheadedness ran strong in her family and she refused to let that bastard win. Soon she would't have to see Wesker ever again. At first she had been swooned by him, unable to see what kind of a monster he was, but slowly the truth had revealed itself to her.
She had done her best to avoid him, quickly slipping into a crowded areas if the blond tried to pull her somewhere more private. 'Gods, I can still feel his breath on my neck...' Claire thought as she opened the door, closing it quietly behind her just in case. She had been working the whole day and to her bad luck one of the girls in evening shift had suddenly gotten sick so she had to fill in for the evening.
It wasn't really in her contract, but it was an emergency. The red haired girl glanced at he wrist watch...it was almost 11 pm already and there were only few people around the department anymore. What a lousy last week. Then again, the whole work had been hell from the first weeks.
For a moment, the young girl stopped on her tracks. It almost felt like she was being watched by someone.
"Is someone there?" She asked, but got no reply.
The little romance she had had with Wesker had turned into something sinister and dark and now she wanted nothing to do with the blond man. However, it had proven difficult. He was both dangerous and resourceful and Claire couldn't wait to get some distance between them. Surprisingly enough, lately Wesker had left her alone. Especially after the phone call when she had said that she didn't want anything to do with him.
Claire sighed once more in the women's locker room as she fetched her jacket. The evenings were turning colder as the fall started to settle in. Soon enough she'd be surrounded with other students and could sink her worries in studying. Only one more week and she would never have to see Wesker again. She had no intentions of returning to Raccoon City.
Claire slammed the large side door close, wrapping her coat around her more tightly as she stepped into the cool night air. The night was cold and dark with the warmth of the summer gone. She walked slowly through the path surrounded by trees and few lamp lights..
The young girl felt a presence near her...someone was standing directly behind her, inches away. She could feel the man's warmth radiate from his body and his soft breath caress her soft silky hair. Claire gasped in horror and tried to dash away, but before she could get away, Wesker grabbed her petite body, putting his hand over her mouth to muffle the loud scream for help. Another hand snaked around her waist to pull her body against his possessively.
"Shh...You think I'd let you escape after the summer? Don't worry...I'll make sure Chris doesn't have to suffer needlessly." Wesker chuckled in a sinister tone, telling Claire that it would be quite the opposite.
Claire tried to struggle, but in vain. She was just a young girl against a full grown man. The younger Redfield closed her eyes shut when she felt Wesker's lips caress her ear gently. He was smirking smugly, knowing that he had won.
"Poor little Claire...we are going to have so much fun."
"Any news about her?" Valentine asked. The brunette had been keeping an eye on Chris for the past week. Claire's disappearance had been hard for him and no one could blame him. The young red head had just vanished in thin air during the last week of her work. School had already started and Claire's friends were worried.
"No, nothing!" Chris growled with distressed look in his eyes. RPD had been shaken by her disappearance since she was an employee, even if just for the summer. However, after the initial shock, she had just become another disappeared person among many with no ransom demands or threats. It didn't look like it was an attack against the police.
"There has to be any clues...you told she was upset about something.." Jill wondered and looked at Chris. Her partner was staring intensely at their captain. The older Redfield's eyes burned with anger.
"Chris? What is it?" Jill asked but Chris just lowered his gaze when Wesker noticed his staring.
"Nothing...absolutely nothing."
...
"Where is she!? What did you do to her?!" Chris yelled as he slammed his captain against the wall in the empty corridor.
"What on earth are you talking about, Redfield? Your sister's disappearance is a tragic one, but what would I have to do with it?" The blond man replied calmly, only angering him further. The bastard was lying and he knew it!
Chris let go of Wesker when he heard a door open to the corridor
"This isn't over, Wesker...I know you did something to her...she should have never come here." Chris hissed, seething with hate before leaving. No matter what, he'd find Claire.
When Chris was gone, Wesker just leaned against the wall before smiling confidently. He had everything he wanted. Chris would never see his sister again and soon enough...the city would burn and he'd leave with Claire.
Just a small Claire/wesker fic written mainly from Chris' point of view.