HELLO ALL! This would be my first actual Nivansfield oneshot so PLEASE if you dont have constructive criticism or arent a fan of this pairing...leave...NOW! reviews are greatly appreciated. I'm nervous so...here it is! Late for July 1st I didn't have time to do it since summers are hectic for me. I DONT OWN RESIDENT EVIL THOUGH I WISH I DID!

UPDATE: I decided this sucked so i tweeked it alittle. I might just totally delete this and do another one but...you decide.

They say when you die you see a white light and your life flashes before your eyes. Well, that's exactly what happened to Piers, although, it was more like being in little snippets of a movie.

After he let the facility collapse around him, after all the pain and mutation and broken bones and blood, there was peace. He felt as if he was floating in nothingness. He couldn't feel anything but he felt as if all was right. Everything around him was white, except for the brief flashes of memories. Memories of him with his family, of him and his captain. His memories sucked him in and made him actually see it. Feel it. Relive it.

Of course Chris was in most of his memories. Everything he's done, his dedication to the BSAA, to fight in this war was all because of that one man he cared so deeply about. Everyone just assumed it was hero worship, but they didn't need to know the truth.

He loved Chris, even if it was frowned upon as a soldier to look at your commanding officer as more than that. But he couldn't help it. That gorgeous smile, addicting scent, and those damn muscles. Chris was the very definition of irresistible, even if he didn't know it. Those war-hardened hands that always held a firm grip on his assault rifle, those abs, biceps and his eyes, those were Piers' favorite. Chocolate brown eyes that took his breath away. Always held a soft spot that Piers knew was his, ever since he was recruited. Piers could picture Chris' face before all this happened, before Ada Wong, before Edonia, before Alpha team died. Back then he was always like a friend, looking out for his soldiers and secretly meeting with Piers after hours to do whatever their hearts desired. Watching paint dry was great as long as they were together.

"You should take the rest of the day off, soldier, you've been at it all day." Bass never faltered the concentration of the sniper as he pulled the trigger, hitting the dummy 50 feet away square in the forehead. Chris was convinced Piers lived at the BSAA. Always the first to come and the last to leave. Piers' dedication to the BSAA made even him feel like what he was doing was child's play.

"I'm fine captain," soft tenor responded as Piers loaded another clip into his rifle, locking them in place with a satisfying click.

"How about you go to the bar with me tonight? Carl and Ben are going home for the weekend and Andy's not allowed to leave base because of his ingenious prank." Chris chuckled, remembering the look on Jill's face when she yelled at Andy for going into the girls shower room while she was in there.

Pouted lips formed a small smile as Piers turned to face his captain. "Alright, you got me Chris."

The scene changed before him to a slightly buzzed Chris as they entered his apartment. Piers took the liberty of driving him home since, despite his protests, he wanted to make sure he got home safe. Not only that, but the sniper wanted to spend as much free time as he could with his captain.

Chris clumsily stumbled into his apartment and threw himself on the sofa as Piers locked the door. Chris' apartment was small, just like a bear's cave. It was cozy with a sofa and love seat facing a flat screen against the wall, a walk in kitchen and bedroom down the hall where the bathroom was. Piers had been to Chris' house plenty of times to know where to get water and aspirin for the hangover Chris was sure to get. When Piers returned Chris was shirtless and laying face first into the couch, revealing his muscled back. Piers found himself sheepishly smiling as he set everything down on the center table to try and wake Chris up.

"Come on captain, I've got some water and aspirin for you."

Chris mumbled into the couch before slowly sitting up. He gratefully received them and chugged the water once the pills were popped in his mouth. Piers sat next to him and watched him down the water, throwing the cup to the side before grabbing Piers and pulling him close as he laid back. Piers' breath hitched as the warmth of his captain enveloped him. God he smelled so good. Piers turned so they were stomach to stomach and placed a gentle kiss on Chris' lips. Chris eagerly accepted and kissed back, tightening his hold on Piers. After a while they broke apart, Chris' eyes fluttering closed.

"Goodnight, Chris." Piers whispered.

"Goodnight Piers." He mumbled.

They settled into a comfortable silence before Piers heard soft, even breathing, smiling slightly as he shifted to get comfortable before falling asleep himself.

The scene once again changed to a few weeks before Edonia. Chris and Piers were the only ones at HQ. They were in Chris' office...well...making out would be an understatement. Chris had Piers on the desk, leaning in between his legs as they kissed, Piers feeling Chris under his shirt and Chris tracing circles in Piers' inner thigh, each moaning into each others mouths as their tongues danced around, fighting each other for dominance.

Chris broke the heated kiss and said through huffed breaths, "My room?"

Piers eagerly nodded, Chris lifting him off the desk and onto his feet as they stumbled through the hall to Chris' room.

Piers was brought back to his nothingness but couldn't help but smile. Those were the good times he and Chris shared before everything went downhill. When the incident in Edonia happened all Piers felt was empty. He had a longing to see his captain alright and wouldn't give up looking for him. When he finally found him, he had to remember to keep himself in check to keep from doing anything stupid. Even when Chris completely changed he stood by his side. Even if Chris didn't remember who he was or what they had or didn't want him around, he was his partner, and partners never leave each other, no matter what. Piers was going to help Chris one way or another. He knew he couldn't give up on Chris and all was paid off when he saved Chris' life. He knew he remembered when Piers was in the pod. He remembered the many nights they shared together, whether it be making love or just laying in bed talking, getting Chris to confess his demons and comforting him. He remembered that Piers loved him and that was all it took for him to be at peace. He loved Chris and knew Chris loved him.

Piers found himself in a cemetery, a hulking figure leaning by a grave. Even though he has never been here, he knew exactly where he was. This was his grave. Chris put down a bunch of flowers and turned to walk to his car. Piers noticed with happiness that he was wearing his BSAA jacket. So he honored Piers' request after all.

Even though he knew Chris couldn't hear him he whispered, "I love you Chris." as Chris entered his car. Even in the afterlife, he was going to watch over Chris and help him out when he needed him. He'll see. Piers Nivans was anything but dead to that man.

Cheesey ending but I didn't know how to end it and I didn't want it to drag on and on and on. I might end up making this a two shot. I dunno. You decide. :3