Intro: I intended this to be somewhat short but it turned out to be
somewhat long. You are probably wondering what someone with a pen name like
SkySoldier is writing a romance novel. Well I have always wanted to see
Jill Valentine and Chris Redfield get together.
I greatly enjoyed writing this novel. When I was really engrossed in
writing it I actually felt what Chris was feeling, the love, the
excitement, the nervousness. By the end I didn't want it to end. I still
find myself wishing that I could be there as Chris. Well such is life. So
that's why I am going to try and make a series out of it. Ideally I'd like
to have a girl help me write it to fill in more on Jill's part me being a
straight guy I don't really know much about that sort of stuff. If anyone
is interested let me know on Madmaxiscool@aol.com.
Enjoy.
Cheerfully dedicated to veterans past and present. Especially to those of the Vietnam war. Lest we forget them.
Chris Redfield lay in his bed propped up on two pillows reading an ancient copy of Rendezvous with Destiny and began to think back to his days of jumping out of aeroplanes as an Airborne Special Forces member. Those where the days he thought. The phone rang and he leaned across to answer it. "Hello." "Mr. Redfield." "Yes." "This is mister Covington, from the RPD." "How are you?" "Not too bad listen I am calling to congratulate you on winning a raffle for you and your partner to take a trip to a beautiful resort." "Thank you." Chris was dumbfounded. He hung up and thought. Me and my partner. Hmm. Who can I take? There was only one person in the world he would think about taking. He picked up the receiver again and dialled a number.
Jill Valentine was in the shower when she heard the phone ring. "Shit." She said and hastily wrapped a towel around herself. She picked up the phone half wet. "Hello." "Will you be my partner?" A seductively stupid voice said on the other end. "What do you want Chris?" Jill said, sighing. "Ahhh, look I won this raffle to a resort somewhere upstate for me and my partner and I was wondering if you'd like to come. After all we are work Partners." Chris said evenly. Jill thought about that. She was due for a vacation and Chris and her where good friends. Hell they'd have a great time. "Sure" She rang off and walked back to the shower.
THE NEXT DAY: Chris was packing the last things into his suitcase when he realised that he didn't have a dinner suit. Groaning he walked to the cupboard. Looking around for suitable attire he found a suit bag in the back of the walk in wardrobe. Smiling he opened it and looked in at the Parade uniform inside. "Problem solved." Shutting his suitcase he walked out into his garage and popped the boot of his 65 Mustang. Putting his stuff in he climbed into the drivers seat and reversed out of the driveway. Driving over to the Cider district he stopped by the modest house and walked up to the door. He rang the bell and leaned against the frame. The door opened. "Are you ready to go away Darlin." Chris said in his best western accent. Jill looked at him and disappeared inside; coming back out with suitcase she threw it at Chris. Chris caught it. And smiled a big cheesy grin. Together they walked down to the car. "I thought I told you to get a new car." She said getting in. "Oh, sorry." He said stuffing the suitcase in the boot. "I didn't realise I had to do it right now." "Yeah well you should think about that next time." She said.
It was a hot night as the lone Mustang rumbled down the dark highway out of Raccoon. Beads of sweat rolled down Chris's and Jill's foreheads. "Jeez, don't you have Aircon?" She asked. Chris was rummaging through his CD's. "Yeah stick your head out the window." "Are you crazy." She asked punching him lightly in the arm. Chris inserted a Beer Songs CD into his poorly rigged up player. "Here watch I'll do it." He undid his seat belt and stuck his head out the window accelerating up to 160. Bad Case Of Loving You started playing. As the wind blew through Chris's spiky hair he began singing along with the music and banging the side of the Mustang with the music. "Ya think I'm cute..A little bit shy?.." He began shaking his head with the music. "But I ain't that kinda guy!" He began swerving all across the road. "Chris get your head back in here before we have an accident you dick." Jill said grabbing his shirt. They joked and laughed a bit going along the highway, fighting occasionally. As they got closer to the resort Jill spoke up. "Chris I want you to park the car away from the resort." She said. "Why?" "We have to make an entrance." She said. Chris smiled an evil grin. "You wanna make an entrance?" "What are you gonna do?" She asked. "You'll see." The resort was only 500 metres away now. Chris dug a CD out of the pile of them in the glove box, ejected the old one and inserted the new. It was Bach, the same as in Apocalypse Now. "No, Chris don't." Jill said. Chris stuck his head out the window and began making the sound of the music with his mouth. "Dun, da da da du. Dun da da da du. Du da du!!!" He began beating the horn with the music as well. As the approached the resort he turned the music up and drove slowly around the large fountain in front of the expensive resort. Pulling up at the valet station Chris and Jill got out. Jill was blushing heavily. Why did Chris have to do shit like that? He flashed her a lopsided grin as he handed the keys over. He looked around and saw a baggage boy standing near by. "Hey you." He said. "Get the baggage." Jill punched him in the shoulder. "Don't be mean." "Sorry." Chris walked over to the man and stuffed a 10-dollar note in his pocket. "Get something nice."
As they walked into the lobby they walked up to the counter. Chris handed over his ID. "Ahhh. Mr. And Mrs. Redfield." The concierge said. "Right this way. The neatly dressed man led them to an elevator where they rode it right to the top. As they got out and looked around they where dumbfounded. The pent house interior was elegant and plush. Red velvet couches gold plaid pearl white curtains, a full bar, dinner table, TV, Stereo and a massive bathroom with Spa. Outside was a private pool, gardens, balcony and a fountain. "Faark." Chris said slowly. "If there is anything you need give us a call." The concierge said. He left and the baggage followed. "Not bad eh?" He asked Jill. She walked away without saying anything. Oh great! Why did I have to pull that little stunt downstairs? Then an Idea struck him. He walked over to the phone and began preparations.
THE NEXT DAY: Chris awoke after sleeping on the couch. "Jeez." He groaned shaking the kinks out of his limbs. "Jill!" She was gone probably gone for breakfast. Good he thought. He went into her room and looked through her stuff. Finding her dinner dress he looked it over. Placing it back exactly as he found it he called downstairs and asked for his car to be brought around. Getting dressed in a suitable attire he went down the lift and walked out the front. His car and the concierge whee waiting. "Is everything on schedule?" Chris asked. "Is everything ready?" "Certainly Mr. Redfield." The man replied. "Now you'll want to go to the address I mentioned." "I certainly will." Chris said. "Jewellery is not my strong point."
He walked up the vegetated front drive after parking the Mustang out front. Knocking on the door a very professional looking old man answered. "Mr. Redfield?" Asked the man in a strong German accent. "Yes." "We're taking my car." He said. The man beckoned him around the side of the house to where a driver was waiting. Chris and the old man got in the back. "My name is Mr. Zurger." He said. The driver started off. "Now tell me about the dress." Mr. Zurger said. "Well it is a blue dress, simple and sleeveless." Chris replied. "I know exactly what to get." The German replied. They drove in silence when finally the German spoke up. 'Mr. Redfield you where a Paratrooper yes?" "Yeah." Chris replied. Then e thought how the hell did he know that? He never told him. "How did you know that?" "I can see it in your eyes." Zurger replied. "That little bit of pride." "Oh." "I myself was in the Fallchirmjager during the second world war." He said. "The German Para's." For the rest of the trip Chris explained the situation with Jill. Zurger laughed when Chris told him about the little stunt he pulled. "You remind me of me." The old Jager said with a warm smile. They arrived at the expensive Jewellery store and both Chris and Zurger got out. As they shut the doors the car pulled away and disappeared down the street. Chris followed Zurger into the store where people greeted the old man left and right. Zurger went up to a German working behind a counter. Zurger said something in German. And the man disappeared. He returned moments later holding a box in his hands. "May I have a look at it?" Chris asked. "No, Mr. Redfield." Zurger replied. "Trust me I'm good at this." Chris smiled and reached for his credit card. "Don't worry about it Mr. Redfield." Zurger said turning to leave. Chris shrugged and followed. And just as swiftly as they had entered they left. Before he got in the car Chris looked at the name about the store. Zurger Jewellery. There was a picture of the German Para Storming Eagle on either side of name. Chris laughed a bit and got in.
"Thank you again Mr. Zurger." Chris said as he walked down the steps of the old mans house. "Not a problem, Mr. Redfield." Zurger said, smiling. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out placing it in Chris's palm. "Take this and don't forget, don't look at what's in the box until you give it to her." And with that he walked up the steps and shut the door. Chris looked at the thing in his palm and smiled it was a Storming Eagle badge.
When Chris stepped off the elevator he heard crying coming from the direction of his room. He walked up and listened. It was Jill alright. He opened the door a crack and peeked in. Jill was crying, leaning on the arm of the couch. Chris grimaced and shut the door. Now he really had to make it up to her. He walked back to the elevator and went down. Stepping out into the lobby Chris walked up to the friendly Concierge. "Look I'm in trouble" he said and explained the situation. The concierge looked thoughtful. "Well what I'll do is call her just before we begin and say that you request that she get dressed in her dinner clothes and come downstairs and wait. Then you go upstairs and get ready. Now have you got flowers ready?" "Uh, no." Chris said. The concierge wrote down an address on a bit of paper and handed it across.
Jill wiped her eyes. How could he treat her like this? The hell with it. She was going to have fun anyway. Going into her room she got on her bathing suit and walked over to the pool. Assuming the position she dived in and slowly rose to the surface. Floating on her back she looked up at the sky. Her beautiful brown hair floating out from her head as if someone had shot her and she was bleeding brown blood. Why does it bother you? It's not like he's that great. I mean he is kind of a dick. But maybe that was what he liked about him. Naw. Don't deny it Jilly. You like him. Yeah but. But nothing. But her old anger returned and she dismissed it altogether. Tomorrow she was going to go out and find a guy who she could really be proud of.
Jill dried and got changed. She was slipping on a shirt when she saw Chris's stuff piled in a corner.
What the hell.She thought. I'll just have quick look. There was a lot to figure out about Chris. She opened his suitcase and looked through it. Some casual clothes, Socks, jocks and a book. Rendezvous with Destiny. She opened it and flipped through. The story of the 101st Airborne from the US to Germany. That's right. Chris was an Ex Airborne dude wasn't he?
She put the book back and shut the case. She looked up at the suit bag hanging on a door handle with wonder. She opened it and gasped. It was his neatly pressed and ironed Special Forces uniform complete with ribbons, which there sure was a lot of. Wow. She didn't know uniforms much but she did recognise the Silver Star and the Purple Heart from her dad's World War 2 uniform. The army was his occupation before he became a thief. She zipped the bag up. What Chris must have seen.
Chris walked into the Garage where a pair of feminine legs sticked out from under a car, men worked all around him on various cars and bikes.
Wonder what they could do for my Mustang?
"Uh, Charlene?" Chris asked. The women slid out from under the car and looked at him. She was a pretty girl of about twenty with brown eyes and blonde hair. "You must be Chris Redfield." She said getting up. "Just let me get cleaned up and we'll get under way." She head off for an office wiping her hands on a rag. Chris followed. "Now. You need flowers?" She asked getting undressed. ] Chris went to turn. "Oh come on Chris, you're a big boy." She said. "Sorry." Chris said turning back. "Yeah I need flowers." "What's the occasion?" She asked slipping on some jeans and a T-shirt. "Dinner and to make up." He said. "Right. Let's go." She said. "I'm driving." They walked outside to his Red Mustang. She opened the driver's door and got in. Chris got in and handed the keys over and she started the engine. Searching through his CD's she put in a beer songs album and flicked over to track 12. Copperhead Road started playing and she took off way over the speed limit. Well my names John Lee Pettimore, Same as my daddy an his daddy before,
They pulled up to a large property that Charlene obviously owned. All up the drive where flowers of every kind and colour. Wow. They pulled up and Charlene led him out the back. Immediately she began picking things out. Boy it reminded him a lot of Columbia. He felt the chill he had long forgotten creep up his spine. He swallowed hard. "Something wrong?" Charlene asked. She could see the tears welling in his eyes. "Nothing's wrong." He said finally. She handed him a bunch of hand picked flowers. They where Just right. "What do I owe you?" Chris asked. "Nothing." She said. Just have a drink with me." "Sure."
Chris drove her back to the Garage. He stoped and she got out. She stopped and turned to him. "Thanks for the drink." She said. "Go win you're girl back." Chris smiled and waved. He watched her walk up into the Garage. He looked at his watch. 5:55pm.
How do I burn 3 hours?
He went to a nearby payphone. Looking through the phone book he found what he was looking for. The Parachuting club.
Jill shut the door as the manicurist left. She stretched. Where the hell was Chris? Get over him, Jilly. Order yourself a drink or something. Yeah why not. She picked up the phone and dialled room service. Then she realized she didn't need to. There was a Bar in their room. She smiled and hung up. Well Chris was good for something.
Chris hooked up his static line and stood in the door. The instructor asked him over the roar of the engines whether he knew what he was doing. "Buddy I was a Green Beret!" Chris yelled, and jumped out the door. Snapping into a tight body position and waited for the jerk of the chute. He felt the pull and the world went silent. He floated slowly to earth and closed his eyes. This was the life. He looked at his watch. 6:30. I might have a night jump he thought as the ground came up to meet him. It was a soft landing. Had it been an Army chute he would have had to swing his feet up but didn't have to this time. He was thankful for it.
Jill was in the shower when the phone rang. Groaning she got out and answered. "Hello." "Ms. Valentine." "Speaking." "Mr. Redfield asks that you come down stairs in your dinner attire." She said goodbye and hung up. Ms. Valentine. How did they know her name? And what did Chris want? Only one way to find out.
Chris hurled himself out into space and felt the tug of the chute. The night disoriented him. And suddenly he was bad in Panama jumping into the jungle. He panicked and landed hard. He grunted. He lay there on the cool grass breathing hard. Relax. Relax. He looked at his watch and got up. 7:30. Time to go.
Chris opened the door and turned on the light. Good Jill was gone. Setting don the flowers and taking the box out of his pocket he walked over to the suit bag and got out his uniform.
Jill stood in the lobby waiting like she'd been asked. When the elevator dinged behind her she turned and saw Chris walk out smartly dressed in his uniform complete with cap. In his hand he held a bundle of flowers that where just perfect. "For you." Chris said, handing the flowers over. "Thank you." Jill said blushing. She read the card. My dear Partner. Sorry about my little escapade can I make it up to you? Love,
Chris Love Chris she thought. Chris offered his hand and she took it as they walked into the Resort restaurant where they took their seats that over looked the fabulous fountain. "Chris this is lovely." She said. "So are you in that dress." Chris replied. "But you'd look better with this." He placed the box Mr. Zurger had given him on the table. She took it and opened it. She nearly fainted as she looked at the silver necklace within. "Chris.I." She stammered. "I figured I screwed up bad and had to make it up to you." He said, with a smile. "How did you afford all this?" She asked. "Well it's a long story" He said. They ate an elegant dinner and had a drink. Then they talked for a while. I guess I'm forgiven. Chris thought. "So Chris," Jill said. "Tell me about when you where a commando." "Green Beret." He corrected. "Same thing." She said. "Actually they are quite different. Commando's are British and live on the water. We lived in the air or at least we fell out of it." "And that's how you got these." she said touching the Parachutist badge on his tunic. She looked up into his eyes and the gazed at each other, not moving and for that moment where the closest they had ever been. Jill realised what she was doing and drew back. "Ah, yeah." Chris said. At around 9:30 the band stated and people began dancing. Jill looked over at Chris. "How bout it?" She asked. Chris hesitated. "Oh come on." She said. "I thought Green Berets knew how to dance." He smiled. "Your on."
They out-danced most of the couples there and soon they where the only one's left on the floor. The music slowed and so did they doing it sweet and soft. When they where done they walked out of the restaurant. For a stroll in the garden. "Thanks Chris." She said. "I really enjoyed the Evening." She kissed him lightly on the cheek. He held her hand and they walked. And to think I ever doubted him. She noticed he walked with a slight limp. "What happened to your foot?" She asked. He grinned sheepishly. He was ashamed he lost it. "Parachuting accident." He said. "When did you go Parachuting?" She asked. "Today while I was burning time." He said. "A lot of planning went into this thing, ya know." She smiled and kissed him again. "Yeah, I know. But you didn't have to do all this for me. An apology would have been enough." "Oh, well." He said. "Maybe there was more to it than felling bad for what I done." He began to blush. "Oh like what?" She asked. Oh god. Maybe he does like me! "Nothin." He said. "Oh." She said. "Hey Chris where did you earn the Silver Star and Purple Heart?" Chris stopped and looked down. Swallowing back his emotions. "Panama." He said. "It was a night drop and we where ambushed. 7 out of the nine guys died. They earned no Medals and their familys where lied to about what happened. I was hit but saved on of the guys." "I'm sorry." She said. "I told their family's though. They all fought well. All of them." He said. "That's why I hurt myself parachuting earlier on." She squeezed his hand and he looked at her. "You okay?" "Yeah." He said. "Fine." They continued walking. "I'm really sorry about what I did yesterday." He said, looking at her. "Really. You mean the world to me."
Oh god! He really likes me. Doesn't he?
"Say, How would you like to go jumping tomorrow?" He asked. "What out of a plane?" She asked. "Ok. Only if it's tandem with you." "It's a Date." He said.
They went back to their room and changed into pyjamas. Jill wore a simple shirt and shorts, Chris just shorts. Jill walked into the bedroom and Chris started toward the couch. "That couch can't be good on you're ankle." she said. "I'll be fine. I earned a Purple Heart remember?" He said. "Come sleep in here, we're both adults." She said. Chris shrugged and walked in with her. They both slipped under the covers and got comfy. She snuggled up to him. "Thanks for the necklace Chris. I love it." She whispered in his ear, softly. Then she closed her eyes. Chris let out a breath. Thank you Mr. Zurger. He slowly closed his eye's and went to sleep.
The Next Day: Chris woke up to a warm morning and walked outside. Stretching he breathed in deeply and smiled. Walking inside he found a note on a dresser and read it.
Dear Chris,
Have gone for a drive I hope you don't mind. Will be back by 12:00 for the jump. Our clothes are in the wash get them out when they are done. Love,
Jill
Hmm, Love Jill. He walked back out side and took of his clothes stopping when he got to his underwear. Then he ran up and jumped into the water and let it soak into every crevice of his body. Coming up for air he floated on his back and looked up at the clear sky. Can life get any better? He thought. He did laps for about twenty minutes and returned inside. The washing machine stopped and he walked into the laundry. Opening the machine he took out the small bundle of clothes and put them in the dryer. He found his watch and looked at the time. 9:00. How do I pass the time? With no car it looked as though he was stuck here. He turned the TV on and opened the video cabinet. Looking through the videos he found what he was looking for. John Wayne and The Green Berets. He inserted it in the video player and sat back.
Jill drove the old Mustang down the main street of the town looking for the right store. What should I get for Chris? She wondered. She found exactly what she was looking for. She pulled the car over and got out. Walking toward the store she opened the door and walked in. An old man walked up to her as she surveyed her surroundings. "Hello and welcome to Archive Militaria." He said. "How may I help you?" She pulled her eye's away from the old helmet's and uniforms and looked at the man. "I'm looking for a present for an ex-Green Beret." She said. "O.K." The man said. "Where did he serve?" "Panama." Jill said. "What's his name?" A young man said from across the room. The man wore a battered Green Beret on his head. "Chris Redfield." She said. "Chris Redfield!" He exclaimed. "My god!!! He saved my life!" Jill told him where Chris was staying and the man left. Twenty Minutes later Jill carried a box out of the store and got into the Mustang. Chris was sure to like this!
Chris heard a knock on the door and got up from his reading to answer it. The man who stood in front of him wore a battered Beret on his head. Chris gasped and grabbed the man in a massive bear hug. "Fred Austraw!" He said. The man pounded Chris's back hard. The let go of each other. "How the fuck have you been!" The other man said. Chris took him over to the bar and got him a drink.
Jill stepped out of the lift and heard loud laughter coming from the room. She opened the door and found Chris with that man in the store having a drink over by the bar. Chris saw her. "Jill!" He said. "Meet Fred Austraw, my old army buddy." Fred got up and shook her hand. "Well I better get going." Fred said. "My wife and kids are probably wondering where I am." Chris gave him a hug and took down his phone number. After Fred left he turned to her with a big smile. "Thanks for sending him over." He said. "I really appreciate it." His grin faded to a semi serious look. Looking at his watch he looked at her. "It is time."
They arrived at the airfield at 1:00, Chris got suited up in a free fall get-up and Jill got into a jump suit. Chris noticed she didn't appear at all anxious or scared. He smiled, she would soon. They walked outside to the plane. Taking seats opposite each other they settled in as the plane roared own the runway and became Airborne. After riding in silence Chris could see she was starting to get a little nervous. He smiled inwardly. "You did this a lot right?" She asked. "Yeah!" He replied yelling over the engine. "I earned the Master Parachutist Badge!" He paused for added effect. "Only they where all static! I never did a Free Fall!" That was a lie; he'd earned the pathfinders badge as well, which meant he was HALO qualified. He saw Jill gulp. She came and sat next to him so they could talk easier. Putting her hand on his shoulder she leant close. "If you stuff up you don't get your present." Present? Hmm. A red light began flashing. "O.K." He said. "Stand up." Jill shakily got to her feet. Chris calmly stood up and got close behind her. Taking the appropriate straps in his hands he fastened her to him. Patting her lightly on the arm he whispered into her ear. "Trust me." They then slowly made their way to the door. Jill crossed her arms across her chest as she'd been told. She began breathing fast. Chris smiled to himself. He grabbed the outside of the door and waited. "What are we waiting for!?" Jill yelled back. "We over shot the DZ we're going to have to turn and come back!" He yelled. The Aeroplane circled and a green light flashed on. He leant in close to her ear and softly whispered. "Geronimo." He then pushed them out the door and they began hurtling to earth. Jill was breathing hard as the wind beat her face as they plummeted toward the ground 14,000 feet below them. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Chris give a thumbs up. She returned with a gesture of her own and turned back to the ground. There was a sudden pull and she was vertical. Chris grabbed the risers of the chute and began piloting them to the ground. "Better than fighting Zombies and evil corporations right?" He said. She leant back against his chest breathing fast. "Yeah." She gasped. Chris brought the risers down next to her. "You wanna drive?" Jill thought. "O.K. what do I do?" Chris taught her and moments later she was landing them. It was softer than any Chris had done himself. Probably because they weren't weighed down by ton's of gear. He uncoupled her and bundled up the chute. "See that wasn't so bad." She nodded with a grin. "You landed that perfectly!" He said. "You're a natural." After signing Jill up for a course they walked out to the Mustang. Getting in they looked at each other. "What shall we do tonight?" He asked. She thought for a moment. "Let's go see a movie." "Surprise me." She replied.
Chris walked into the Movie theatre and looked up at the board to see what was on. He had just dropped Jill at the hotel but now he had a problem. There was nothing on! He thought quick. Then it hit him. He walked outside to the Mustang and got in driving further down the main street of the town to a large, very old building. Buying the appropriate tickets he went back to the car and drove to the Resort. He got out gave the keys to the Valet and walked inside to the elevator banks, pushing the button for the top floor. He looked at his watch. 6:30. Good they had 2 hours to get ready. penthouse and saw Jill walking by the pool in her robe. He put the tickets on a nightstand and walked outside. Jill turned and saw him. "Well what are we seeing?" She asked. Chris came up and gently put his hands on her arms holding her. He smiled.
"Well there was nothing on so I thought maybe we should go to the theatre." He said. "Doll."
"Doll?" She asked. "Don't you call me doll."
She said pushing him toward the pool Chris tripped and fell backwards, grabbing her robes pulling her in with him. They broke the surface of the water with a splash. Under the water Chris smiled at her. Surfacing together, they stared at each other, gazing into one another's eyes. Chris slowly brought his lips down to hers and they met in a soft kiss. The moonlight danced over the water as they embraced gently, delicately. Jill suddenly pulled away.
"I gotta get ready." She said wading out of the pool.
Chris smiled and fell backward, floating on his back. Man that was good.
Jill quietly shut the door and leant against it, closing her eyes. Oh, my god I kissed him! Not just a peck, I really kissed him!
She went over and fell back on the bed her hands together over her chest, smiling.
Getting up she got dressed in the same clothes as last night. Putting on the beautiful necklace she looked at herself in the mirror.
Chris pulled on the familiar Uniform and placed the cap on his head. Walking over to a wall mirror he straightened his back and looked himself over. "Hey, Redfield." He said. "Ya still got it?" The door to the bedroom opened and Jill stepped out in her beautiful dress complete with the necklace he had given her. Her hair was up in a pony tail that reminded Chris of Claire. He stared at her in awe. There was something different about the way she looked at him, he saw. Or maybe it was he saw her differently. "Hey handsome." She said with a smile. She was blushing Chris saw as she walked over to him and linked her arm under his. "Are you ready to go?" "I'll meet you downstairs." He said. "I just gotta get something." "O.K." She said heading for the door. When she was gone Chris walked over to the nightstand and picked up the phone. After making the arrangements he hung up and headed for the elevator. Riding down he smiled to himself. When the door opened he saw Jill waiting by the front desk. Walking up and taking her arm they walked out to the Valet area. "Sorry about sending you down alone I had to call ahead to get the car brought around." He said. A limo pulled up and a Valet opened the door. "Lady's first." Chris said. Jill got in and Chris followed. "Chris really this is too much!" Jill said. Chris looked into her eyes. "Nothing's too much for you."
They arrived at the large classy building at 9:00 for the beginning of the play. As they walked through the lobby dressed in the most elegant clothes they wore they certainly drew attention. "Baby killer!" Chris stopped dead in his tracks. Turning his head slowly he saw a dishevelled man standing not too far away. "Baby killer!" He shouted again. Chris walked toward the man and stopped two paces away from him. "What did you say?" Chris asked in a low voice. "Baby killer." The man spat. Jill saw Chris's fist tighten as he smacked the man in the bridge of the nose. The man fell backward in a spurt of blood as he grabbed his crushed nose. Before he could fall Chris grabbed him by the collar and head butted the man.
Security acted quickly grabbing Chris and taking him outside. Jill followed. After telling Chris to stay the hell out they walked back inside.
"I'm sorry Jill." Chris said lowering his head. Jill put a hand on his shoulder. "It doesn't matter." Chris smiled. "I have an idea." Taking her hand he lead her around the side of the building to a service door. Taking out a credit card he handed it to her. "Can the master of a lock give me a hand?" He asked. She smiled and took it. Kneeling in front of the lock she had it open in seconds. The door opened and they stepped inside. Chris led her through a dark corridor to another door. He opened it and stepped aside. "After you madam." He said. The door opened into the theatre and they walked up to a pair of front seats. They sat down and looked up at the stage. "Chris what happens when the real occupants of these seats come in?" Jill asked concerned. Chris thought for a minute. He began unbuttoning his shirt. Taking it off so he had only the under shirt he handed Jill the shirt and cap. A fat old man and his mistress came up and looked at them. "Excuse me." He said. "You're in our seats." Out of his pocket he pulled his RPD badge and flashed it real quick. "Mickey O'Brien." He said in an official voice. "National Theatre Inspector. We've commandeered these seats for official use. Your new seats are back there." He indicated Jill's and his old seats. "Well I never." The fat man exclaimed and walked off. Chris took his cap and shirt back, with a smile. To Chris the play was dull and boring, but Jill seemed to like it. Half the time Chris couldn't understand what they where saying. Four hours later when it was over they snuck back out the service door and walked back to the Limo. Chris yawned. "Wasn't that great?" Jill asked. "Um, yeah, I guess." Chris replied tiredly. "Where to now?" Jill looked at her watch. "Chris it's 1:30." "Yeah, I know." He said. "Say, I feel like a Cheese burger, don't you?" Jill sighed. "Yeah, hell, why not?" The got in and Chris directed the driver to take them to the nearest McDonalds. The driver did as he was told. "Now do you want to eat in or take away?" Chris asked. "Eat in." She replied. "Dressed like this?" Chris asked pointing to his shirt. Jill giggled. "Yeah." The driver dropped them off. The outlet was only two blocks from the resort. Chris told the driver that they would walk. Linking arms with Jill they walked in. I hope there aren't any hippies in here. She thought and chuckled. "What?" Chris asked. "I was just hoping there where no hippies in here." She said.
The teenager behind the counter looked up from the war novel he was reading and saw a couple walk in laughing. One of them was dressed in a military uniform. The couple walked up to the counter. "What're reading kid?" The guy asked. "If I Die In A Combat Zone." He replied. They guy laughed and said he ones read it himself. They both ordered Happy Meals and walked over to a window seat to eat.
Chris wolfed down the burger and began on the fries after emptying half the drink. Jill looked at him and laughed. "You got half that burger on your face!" She exclaimed. Chris made a futile attempt to get it off. "Here." Jill said picking up a napkin and wiping his face for him. "That's better!" Chris finished the fries and looked up to see the kid that served them staring at him. "Chris why did you join the army?" Jill asked. Chris though for a moment, then spoke. "I liked the look of the uniforms." Jill nodded. It was a bit of a private question. "No really the real reason is that I wanted to help people." He said. "So why not be a cop?" She asked. "They don't have good uniforms." He said with a smile. As they rose to leave Chris told Jill to go on ahead. He then walked over to the kid behind the counter. The kid looked up bewildered. "Is there something you want to ask me?" Chris said. "Yeah." The kid said, shyly. "Are you a Green Beret?" Chris nodded. "Yep, for two years." After talking to the kid for a while he bid him goodbye and left. Jill was waiting outside leaning against the post. "Let's go." He said. Jill noticed his cap was missing. "Where's your cap?" She asked. "I gave it to someone." He replied with a smile. Jill didn't ask and took his hand. They walked down the dark streets unhurriedly. "You know this is my favourite part of the night." Chris said. "Why?" Jill asked. "Because by now the enemy would have given up looking for you so they can have breakfast." He replied with a smile. "And because you know you can see zombies better in the light." They laughed. "How would you know?" She said. "You've only ever fought them in the light." "Ouch!" Chris said, grabbing his chest. "My pride!" They laughed. Walking into the well lit lobby of the resort they looked around. "Hmm, reminds me of that mansion." Chris said. They laughed as they walked over to the elevators. Hitting the button the doors opened and they stepped in. Jill pushed the button for the top floor and they rode up in silence. When the doors opened they walked down to their room Chris unlocked it and stepped in. Jill walked over to a drawer and took out a present. "As a sign of my gratitude." She said. Chris smiled and took it. Ripping the rapping apart like a child he smiled even more at the thing inside. Kennedy's Green Berets. "I always wanted this book!" He exclaimed. Getting dressed in their pyjamas they walked into the bedroom. It was 2:30.
The Next Day: Chris awoke and found Jill cuddled up to his chest. They had fallen asleep as soon s they lay down. Looking at the clock on the nightstand Chris saw it was 11:00. He ran a gentle hand through Jill's long brown hair. She awoke and looked at him with a smile. "You're a nice pillow." She said. "Thanks." He replied. Stretching he got up. "I'm gonna go for a swim." He got up and walked outside and looked up at the sky. It was dark and cloudy. "On second thought." He said and walked back inside. He noticed that he was still in his pyjamas. He walked into the room, right onto Jill getting dressed. Turning away he blurted: "I'm so sorry." Jill smiled and finished getting dressed. Walking out into the living room she found Chris bewildered. "Oh come on!" She said. "Relax! Go get changed so I can walk in on you, we'll call it even then we can have something to eat." Chris walked toward the bedroom and shut the door. Stripping off he was about to pick up a fresh set of clothes he heard the dor open and Jill barged in. He let out a shrill "Yaah!" he tripped over his underwear and fell on his ass. Jill walked up and stood over him. "There now we're even." She said. She turned to leave and stopped. "Ya know I thought it would be bigger. And have a shower." She walked out and left a very bewildered Chris Redfield laying on the floor.
Jill sat on the couch when Chris finally walked out of the bedroom freshly showered and shaved. He looked kinda sheepish. "We're going shopping today." She said. "O.K." Chris said wishing instead that he could go windsurfing. "But first we're going to see Claire." "O.K." Jill agreed nodding. Chris walked over to the phone, punched nine for an outside line and dialled his sisters number. It rang for a bit and a male answered. "Hello?" "Leon is that you?" Chris asked cold blooded. "Oh, Shit." The voice said. Chris heard the phone change hands. "Hi Chris." It was Claire. "What is fuckin' Leon doing there?" Chris asked. "Helping me study." Claire replied evenly. Chris shrugged and told her they where coming around then hung up.
Chris pulled the Mustang up in front of the little water front house. He got out and took off his sunglasses, taking note of the blue jeep in front of the house. Linking arms with Jill they walked up the path. Chris knocked and waited. While he waited he found himself singing Copperhead Road. "I volunteered for the army on my Birthday, They draft the white trash first round here anyway." The door opened. "Hi, Chris, Jill." Leon said. "Come in." "What the fuck are you doin here?" Chris asked. Jill walked inside to let them talk. "I'm gonna be straight with you." Leon said. "I wanna be with your sister."
Chris grimaced. His little sister? Leon? Jeez. "Alright." He said. "But if you hurt her, I'll kill you.slowly." They walked inside where Chris told Leon to fix him some coffee or he might just change his mind. Jill and Claire came downstairs. Claire was smiling. Chris greeted her and gave her a hug. They fixed lunch ate. When they finished Leon said he was going windsurfing. Chris nearly cried. "Chris you up for a surf?" Leon asked. "I can't." Chris said, grimly. "I got to go shopping with Jill." "I know!" Claire piped up. "Why don't I go with Jill and Chris, you can go with Leon." Jill nodded. "That's a great idea." Chris had trouble containing his joy. He swallowed down a smile. Leon disappeared to get ready and Claire followed, leaving Jill and Chris alone. It was awkward. "Jill." Chris began but paused. What could he say? "Be careful." He said finally. She put her hand on his, looking him in the eyes. "Chris.I really enjoyed that kiss last night." Chris smiled. "Me too."
Chris floated in the water next to Leon. In the rumbling surf under a cloudy sky. "So what's up with you and Jill?" Chris looked over Leon. "What do you mean?" "Come on Chris you'd have to be blind not to notice it." Leon said. "You two are crazy for each other." Chris looked down. "Yeah. You're right. I love her. But I don't know what to do." He looked at Leon. "Just going out with her wouldn't be enough." They both caught one in and walked up to their stuff. Chris looked up at Leon. "Do you want to go shopping?"
Jill and Claire walked out of the clothing store holding heavy bags. Jill was telling Claire about the kiss last night. "I swear it was the most romantic moment of my life!" Jill said. Claire smiled. "That is so nice." The hoped on an escalator and took it up to the next floor. "It reminds me of the time Leon and I first kissed." Claire went on. "We where in this spa and we looked at each other and it just happened." Jill sighed. "I want more than to just go out with him. We are doing this already. I want to be with him." They sat on a bench. "What you mean like marriage?" Claire asked. Jill looked around at her surroundings. Marriage was a big word. "Yeah."
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Leon asked as Chris walked up the drive of Mr. Zurger's house. "Yes." Chris replied. "I am sure." He knocked on the door and the tough old German answered. "Mr. Redfield." Chris explained the situation. Zurger smiled and summoned his driver. "We have an emergency here." He said. "Bring the car." Within minutes Leon, Chris and Mr Zurger where in his Jewellery store picking up a suitable object.
Chris spent the rest of the day taking Leon Skydiving and teaching him the finer points of throwing himself into space. Claire and Jill discussed the romances of each others lives while they shopped and went back to the Resort, where Chris and Leon soon joined them. "Have fun boys?" Claire asked. They watched a movie together and decided to have dinner together as well. Claire and Leon went home to get dressed. They had 2 hours till they where due downstairs. Chris and Jill didn't talk as they got ready. Both felt the urge to embrace in a passionate kiss but both resisted. One was unsure about how the other truly felt. The other didn't want to spoil what they had in store. Jill was ready first. (Yeah that's right!) She went on ahead as usual to get the table ready. Chris sat on the couch.
Oh god what am I doing? Lord help me!
He heard the phone ring. It was the concierge. "Everything is ready for you Mr. Redfield." He said. Chris breathed in nervously. "Thank you." "Good luck sir." The man hung up. Chris slowly rose. Swallowing he tried to control his shaking. He felt the vomit rise in his throat as he ran for the toilet. He wiped his mouth and brushed his teeth. He was shaking uncontrollably. He heard the door open. It was Leon. "Chris you O.K?" He asked. Then he smelt what happened. He walked over and placed a re-assuring hand on the older mans shoulder. "It's cool man." He said. "You battled Zombies in a mansion. Remember? You can do this." Chris was in a bad way. Swallowing again he turned to Leon. "Let's do it." He said. Together they rode down in silence. As they reached the bottom Chris finally spoke. "Leon." He said. "We have a Rendezvous with Destiny." When the doors opened they stepped out and walked into the Dinning room. Chris's shakes came under control as he sat opposite Jill at the table. Leon took his own seat at another table with Claire. They ordered and ate. Leon and Claire talked but Jill and Chris did not. Their relationship had reached that void where they couldn't possibly talk anymore. They both felt it. And both dearly wanted to get past it. When both couples had finished eating Leon lead on. Pushing his chair back he knelt down in front of Claire. Claire's heart raced a thousand miles a minute. Oh, god he can't do this to me! "Claire." He said taking a box from his pocket. "Will you marry me?" Claire began to cry. She put out her hand. "Yes." They soon left as cheers erupted around from other patrons. Jill smiled and wept a little too. After things died down she looked back at Chris expecting to see shock or something on his face. But it was blank. He slowly looked up at her. Placing his hands on hers he looked deep into her eyes. "Jill." He said softly. "I love you more than life itself. And whenever I am around you my life gets automatically better. You brighten up my world like a million suns. When you're not around I want you to be beside me. You are my reason or living. I can't live another second of my life without you being with me." He produced the box that Mr. Zurger had specially selected for him. "Jill will you be my wife?" He asked. She burst into tears. He loves me! Oh, god he really loves me! Yes Chris yes! "Yes." She whimpered. Chris slid the ring on her finger. They stood up and Chris kissed her, in a full passionate kiss. When they finally let go they walked to the elevator and rose it up. They stepped into the room and began to kiss passionately. Making their way to the bedroom they fell onto the bed. Jill lay on her back as Chris kissed her. "He stopped and looked at her with love filled eyes. "I love you." He said it delicately, softly like a poet. "You make my life complete." He said and smiled in the darkness.
They woke early in the morning to the sound of rain beating down outside. Jill looked up from where she had her head resting on his chest and smiled. "Beautiful day." She said. "The night wasn't so bad, either." Chris laughed and lay back. They got dressed and ordered breakfast. Jill sat there drinking coffee the ring on her finger while Chris ate a piece of toast. "Gawd!" He said. "We're just like a bunch of old people!" Jill laughed and nearly make the coffee come out her nose. "Yeah." She said. "The hell with this! Let's go have breakfast like young people!" They asked room service to come clean the mess up and headed down stairs. Taking the Mustang they stopped at the local shopping centre and went about picking up various items. When they lined up to pay for the groceries Jill noticed there was a tub of raw cookie dough in the trolley. "Chris what are you doing with cookie dough?" She asked. "I gotta eat don't I?" He asked with a smile. Jill punched him lightly in the arm. They piled the groceries onto the counter. Chris suddenly became aware of the people staring at him. He looked down and realised he was still wearing his parade uniform. In all the excitement of the day he'd forgotten to take it off. He shrugged. When asked how they where going to pay Chris handed over an American Express card. "You don't have an American Express card." She whispered. Chris smiled. They picked up the groceries and walked out. "Alright where'd you get the card?" Jill asked. "It's Weskers." Chris said. "I got it off his corpse." He paused and looked at her. "He was right he was a very rich man." They laughed and Chris popped the boot of the Mustang. As they loaded up the car Jill turned to him and asked. "Are we going to have a double wedding or separate?" "Let's have them together." He said. "And let's have a fancy dress one." Jill groaned. "Oh, no! Come on let's have it semi serious!" Chris smiled. "No-way!" They walked around to get in when to kids came running out of the store, arms full of goods. Chris ran at them and jumped in the air kicking one of the teens with the heels of both feet, landing on his back. The kid groaned. Chris stood up and dusted his uniform off. Jill ran over with her badge, showing it to the kid's. "What's up boys?" She asked. The kids where stunned. "Army guy here kicked me!" One kid whined, stunned. Jill talked to Chris and they decided to let them off with a warning. Walking back to the car Jill shook her head and smiled. "We are never having kids!" She said. "Oh, come on!" He said. "Think we can call him Chris junior!" "We're having a girl." She said. "O.K. Jill junior." He said. "I'm not fussy." She punched him in the arm. "We're not even fully married yet!" "We'll let's not wait!" Chris said. "I'll call Leon and we'll organize it for when we get back." Jill began to protest. "No I am serious." He said. "Let's do it. Let's go out and get you a wedding dress right now." She hesitated. "Yeah." He said. "Let's go call Claire." He got in. Jill didn't move. "Come on!" He said.
When the phone rang Leon reached across the sleeping Claire and picked it up. "Hello." "Leon, this is Chris." "Yeah." "We're getting married as soon as we get back." "That's great." He said. He didn't get the point. "No, no, no." Chris said. "You don't get it, so are you." "Oh." Leon said. "Hold on I'll wake Claire and tell her." He roused Claire and told her. "Great." She said. Leon confirmed it and hangs up.
For the rest of the day Chris took Leon out to by a Tuxedo, while Claire and Jill went to get Wedding dresses. When Leon and Chris where done they went on to organize a place to have it. "What about the resort?" Leon asked. "No." Chris said. "We gotta leave this after noon." They thought for a moment. "Hey you know what would save time and money?" Chris said. "If we had it at the station." "Yeah." Leon nodded, enthusiastically.
Chris and Jill packed the last of their things and walked out onto the balcony for one last time. It was late in the afternoon and still cloudy. "I can't believe we're leaving." Jill said. "So much of our life has changed here." Chris nodded. "Yeah." The sun was just setting over the horizon casting a red glow through the thick clouds. Chris shook his head. "I don't want to leave." He said. "But we got work tomorrow." They where standing by the pool, Chris noticed. He smiled. "You know what I'd really like to do before we left?" He asked her. "What?" She asked staring at the shrouded sun. Chris put his arm around her and threw her into the pool. He jumped in after her and surfaced slowly. With a grin he grabbed her and drew her to him, with a smile.
When the elevator opened two very wet STARS stepped out. The concierge looked at them and smiled. Chris told Jill to go on ahead. He walked up to the Concierge. "Thank you." He said to him. "For everything." The man smiled. "Mr. Redfield it was my personal pleasure." Chris shook the mans hand. "Thank you." Chris turned to leave. Then turned back. "How would you like to come to my wedding?" "That would be great." The man replied, with a warm smile. Chris walked out to the waiting Mustang. Jill was sitting in the drivers seat. "Let's go!" She said water still running down her face. Chris crossed himself and walked over to the passenger seat. This would be good.
As the Mustang roared down the slick, lone highway Jill had her head sticking out the window. Chris sat in the passenger seat a look of concern on his face. Jill pulled her head in and took out a CD she had brought and placed it in the player. The voice of Avrille Lavine beat out and Jill began singing to it. Chris slumped into the passenger seat and seriously considered, had he made the right decision?
Remember I need a co author!!! Preferably a girl.
Cheerfully dedicated to veterans past and present. Especially to those of the Vietnam war. Lest we forget them.
Chris Redfield lay in his bed propped up on two pillows reading an ancient copy of Rendezvous with Destiny and began to think back to his days of jumping out of aeroplanes as an Airborne Special Forces member. Those where the days he thought. The phone rang and he leaned across to answer it. "Hello." "Mr. Redfield." "Yes." "This is mister Covington, from the RPD." "How are you?" "Not too bad listen I am calling to congratulate you on winning a raffle for you and your partner to take a trip to a beautiful resort." "Thank you." Chris was dumbfounded. He hung up and thought. Me and my partner. Hmm. Who can I take? There was only one person in the world he would think about taking. He picked up the receiver again and dialled a number.
Jill Valentine was in the shower when she heard the phone ring. "Shit." She said and hastily wrapped a towel around herself. She picked up the phone half wet. "Hello." "Will you be my partner?" A seductively stupid voice said on the other end. "What do you want Chris?" Jill said, sighing. "Ahhh, look I won this raffle to a resort somewhere upstate for me and my partner and I was wondering if you'd like to come. After all we are work Partners." Chris said evenly. Jill thought about that. She was due for a vacation and Chris and her where good friends. Hell they'd have a great time. "Sure" She rang off and walked back to the shower.
THE NEXT DAY: Chris was packing the last things into his suitcase when he realised that he didn't have a dinner suit. Groaning he walked to the cupboard. Looking around for suitable attire he found a suit bag in the back of the walk in wardrobe. Smiling he opened it and looked in at the Parade uniform inside. "Problem solved." Shutting his suitcase he walked out into his garage and popped the boot of his 65 Mustang. Putting his stuff in he climbed into the drivers seat and reversed out of the driveway. Driving over to the Cider district he stopped by the modest house and walked up to the door. He rang the bell and leaned against the frame. The door opened. "Are you ready to go away Darlin." Chris said in his best western accent. Jill looked at him and disappeared inside; coming back out with suitcase she threw it at Chris. Chris caught it. And smiled a big cheesy grin. Together they walked down to the car. "I thought I told you to get a new car." She said getting in. "Oh, sorry." He said stuffing the suitcase in the boot. "I didn't realise I had to do it right now." "Yeah well you should think about that next time." She said.
It was a hot night as the lone Mustang rumbled down the dark highway out of Raccoon. Beads of sweat rolled down Chris's and Jill's foreheads. "Jeez, don't you have Aircon?" She asked. Chris was rummaging through his CD's. "Yeah stick your head out the window." "Are you crazy." She asked punching him lightly in the arm. Chris inserted a Beer Songs CD into his poorly rigged up player. "Here watch I'll do it." He undid his seat belt and stuck his head out the window accelerating up to 160. Bad Case Of Loving You started playing. As the wind blew through Chris's spiky hair he began singing along with the music and banging the side of the Mustang with the music. "Ya think I'm cute..A little bit shy?.." He began shaking his head with the music. "But I ain't that kinda guy!" He began swerving all across the road. "Chris get your head back in here before we have an accident you dick." Jill said grabbing his shirt. They joked and laughed a bit going along the highway, fighting occasionally. As they got closer to the resort Jill spoke up. "Chris I want you to park the car away from the resort." She said. "Why?" "We have to make an entrance." She said. Chris smiled an evil grin. "You wanna make an entrance?" "What are you gonna do?" She asked. "You'll see." The resort was only 500 metres away now. Chris dug a CD out of the pile of them in the glove box, ejected the old one and inserted the new. It was Bach, the same as in Apocalypse Now. "No, Chris don't." Jill said. Chris stuck his head out the window and began making the sound of the music with his mouth. "Dun, da da da du. Dun da da da du. Du da du!!!" He began beating the horn with the music as well. As the approached the resort he turned the music up and drove slowly around the large fountain in front of the expensive resort. Pulling up at the valet station Chris and Jill got out. Jill was blushing heavily. Why did Chris have to do shit like that? He flashed her a lopsided grin as he handed the keys over. He looked around and saw a baggage boy standing near by. "Hey you." He said. "Get the baggage." Jill punched him in the shoulder. "Don't be mean." "Sorry." Chris walked over to the man and stuffed a 10-dollar note in his pocket. "Get something nice."
As they walked into the lobby they walked up to the counter. Chris handed over his ID. "Ahhh. Mr. And Mrs. Redfield." The concierge said. "Right this way. The neatly dressed man led them to an elevator where they rode it right to the top. As they got out and looked around they where dumbfounded. The pent house interior was elegant and plush. Red velvet couches gold plaid pearl white curtains, a full bar, dinner table, TV, Stereo and a massive bathroom with Spa. Outside was a private pool, gardens, balcony and a fountain. "Faark." Chris said slowly. "If there is anything you need give us a call." The concierge said. He left and the baggage followed. "Not bad eh?" He asked Jill. She walked away without saying anything. Oh great! Why did I have to pull that little stunt downstairs? Then an Idea struck him. He walked over to the phone and began preparations.
THE NEXT DAY: Chris awoke after sleeping on the couch. "Jeez." He groaned shaking the kinks out of his limbs. "Jill!" She was gone probably gone for breakfast. Good he thought. He went into her room and looked through her stuff. Finding her dinner dress he looked it over. Placing it back exactly as he found it he called downstairs and asked for his car to be brought around. Getting dressed in a suitable attire he went down the lift and walked out the front. His car and the concierge whee waiting. "Is everything on schedule?" Chris asked. "Is everything ready?" "Certainly Mr. Redfield." The man replied. "Now you'll want to go to the address I mentioned." "I certainly will." Chris said. "Jewellery is not my strong point."
He walked up the vegetated front drive after parking the Mustang out front. Knocking on the door a very professional looking old man answered. "Mr. Redfield?" Asked the man in a strong German accent. "Yes." "We're taking my car." He said. The man beckoned him around the side of the house to where a driver was waiting. Chris and the old man got in the back. "My name is Mr. Zurger." He said. The driver started off. "Now tell me about the dress." Mr. Zurger said. "Well it is a blue dress, simple and sleeveless." Chris replied. "I know exactly what to get." The German replied. They drove in silence when finally the German spoke up. 'Mr. Redfield you where a Paratrooper yes?" "Yeah." Chris replied. Then e thought how the hell did he know that? He never told him. "How did you know that?" "I can see it in your eyes." Zurger replied. "That little bit of pride." "Oh." "I myself was in the Fallchirmjager during the second world war." He said. "The German Para's." For the rest of the trip Chris explained the situation with Jill. Zurger laughed when Chris told him about the little stunt he pulled. "You remind me of me." The old Jager said with a warm smile. They arrived at the expensive Jewellery store and both Chris and Zurger got out. As they shut the doors the car pulled away and disappeared down the street. Chris followed Zurger into the store where people greeted the old man left and right. Zurger went up to a German working behind a counter. Zurger said something in German. And the man disappeared. He returned moments later holding a box in his hands. "May I have a look at it?" Chris asked. "No, Mr. Redfield." Zurger replied. "Trust me I'm good at this." Chris smiled and reached for his credit card. "Don't worry about it Mr. Redfield." Zurger said turning to leave. Chris shrugged and followed. And just as swiftly as they had entered they left. Before he got in the car Chris looked at the name about the store. Zurger Jewellery. There was a picture of the German Para Storming Eagle on either side of name. Chris laughed a bit and got in.
"Thank you again Mr. Zurger." Chris said as he walked down the steps of the old mans house. "Not a problem, Mr. Redfield." Zurger said, smiling. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out placing it in Chris's palm. "Take this and don't forget, don't look at what's in the box until you give it to her." And with that he walked up the steps and shut the door. Chris looked at the thing in his palm and smiled it was a Storming Eagle badge.
When Chris stepped off the elevator he heard crying coming from the direction of his room. He walked up and listened. It was Jill alright. He opened the door a crack and peeked in. Jill was crying, leaning on the arm of the couch. Chris grimaced and shut the door. Now he really had to make it up to her. He walked back to the elevator and went down. Stepping out into the lobby Chris walked up to the friendly Concierge. "Look I'm in trouble" he said and explained the situation. The concierge looked thoughtful. "Well what I'll do is call her just before we begin and say that you request that she get dressed in her dinner clothes and come downstairs and wait. Then you go upstairs and get ready. Now have you got flowers ready?" "Uh, no." Chris said. The concierge wrote down an address on a bit of paper and handed it across.
Jill wiped her eyes. How could he treat her like this? The hell with it. She was going to have fun anyway. Going into her room she got on her bathing suit and walked over to the pool. Assuming the position she dived in and slowly rose to the surface. Floating on her back she looked up at the sky. Her beautiful brown hair floating out from her head as if someone had shot her and she was bleeding brown blood. Why does it bother you? It's not like he's that great. I mean he is kind of a dick. But maybe that was what he liked about him. Naw. Don't deny it Jilly. You like him. Yeah but. But nothing. But her old anger returned and she dismissed it altogether. Tomorrow she was going to go out and find a guy who she could really be proud of.
Jill dried and got changed. She was slipping on a shirt when she saw Chris's stuff piled in a corner.
What the hell.She thought. I'll just have quick look. There was a lot to figure out about Chris. She opened his suitcase and looked through it. Some casual clothes, Socks, jocks and a book. Rendezvous with Destiny. She opened it and flipped through. The story of the 101st Airborne from the US to Germany. That's right. Chris was an Ex Airborne dude wasn't he?
She put the book back and shut the case. She looked up at the suit bag hanging on a door handle with wonder. She opened it and gasped. It was his neatly pressed and ironed Special Forces uniform complete with ribbons, which there sure was a lot of. Wow. She didn't know uniforms much but she did recognise the Silver Star and the Purple Heart from her dad's World War 2 uniform. The army was his occupation before he became a thief. She zipped the bag up. What Chris must have seen.
Chris walked into the Garage where a pair of feminine legs sticked out from under a car, men worked all around him on various cars and bikes.
Wonder what they could do for my Mustang?
"Uh, Charlene?" Chris asked. The women slid out from under the car and looked at him. She was a pretty girl of about twenty with brown eyes and blonde hair. "You must be Chris Redfield." She said getting up. "Just let me get cleaned up and we'll get under way." She head off for an office wiping her hands on a rag. Chris followed. "Now. You need flowers?" She asked getting undressed. ] Chris went to turn. "Oh come on Chris, you're a big boy." She said. "Sorry." Chris said turning back. "Yeah I need flowers." "What's the occasion?" She asked slipping on some jeans and a T-shirt. "Dinner and to make up." He said. "Right. Let's go." She said. "I'm driving." They walked outside to his Red Mustang. She opened the driver's door and got in. Chris got in and handed the keys over and she started the engine. Searching through his CD's she put in a beer songs album and flicked over to track 12. Copperhead Road started playing and she took off way over the speed limit. Well my names John Lee Pettimore, Same as my daddy an his daddy before,
They pulled up to a large property that Charlene obviously owned. All up the drive where flowers of every kind and colour. Wow. They pulled up and Charlene led him out the back. Immediately she began picking things out. Boy it reminded him a lot of Columbia. He felt the chill he had long forgotten creep up his spine. He swallowed hard. "Something wrong?" Charlene asked. She could see the tears welling in his eyes. "Nothing's wrong." He said finally. She handed him a bunch of hand picked flowers. They where Just right. "What do I owe you?" Chris asked. "Nothing." She said. Just have a drink with me." "Sure."
Chris drove her back to the Garage. He stoped and she got out. She stopped and turned to him. "Thanks for the drink." She said. "Go win you're girl back." Chris smiled and waved. He watched her walk up into the Garage. He looked at his watch. 5:55pm.
How do I burn 3 hours?
He went to a nearby payphone. Looking through the phone book he found what he was looking for. The Parachuting club.
Jill shut the door as the manicurist left. She stretched. Where the hell was Chris? Get over him, Jilly. Order yourself a drink or something. Yeah why not. She picked up the phone and dialled room service. Then she realized she didn't need to. There was a Bar in their room. She smiled and hung up. Well Chris was good for something.
Chris hooked up his static line and stood in the door. The instructor asked him over the roar of the engines whether he knew what he was doing. "Buddy I was a Green Beret!" Chris yelled, and jumped out the door. Snapping into a tight body position and waited for the jerk of the chute. He felt the pull and the world went silent. He floated slowly to earth and closed his eyes. This was the life. He looked at his watch. 6:30. I might have a night jump he thought as the ground came up to meet him. It was a soft landing. Had it been an Army chute he would have had to swing his feet up but didn't have to this time. He was thankful for it.
Jill was in the shower when the phone rang. Groaning she got out and answered. "Hello." "Ms. Valentine." "Speaking." "Mr. Redfield asks that you come down stairs in your dinner attire." She said goodbye and hung up. Ms. Valentine. How did they know her name? And what did Chris want? Only one way to find out.
Chris hurled himself out into space and felt the tug of the chute. The night disoriented him. And suddenly he was bad in Panama jumping into the jungle. He panicked and landed hard. He grunted. He lay there on the cool grass breathing hard. Relax. Relax. He looked at his watch and got up. 7:30. Time to go.
Chris opened the door and turned on the light. Good Jill was gone. Setting don the flowers and taking the box out of his pocket he walked over to the suit bag and got out his uniform.
Jill stood in the lobby waiting like she'd been asked. When the elevator dinged behind her she turned and saw Chris walk out smartly dressed in his uniform complete with cap. In his hand he held a bundle of flowers that where just perfect. "For you." Chris said, handing the flowers over. "Thank you." Jill said blushing. She read the card. My dear Partner. Sorry about my little escapade can I make it up to you? Love,
Chris Love Chris she thought. Chris offered his hand and she took it as they walked into the Resort restaurant where they took their seats that over looked the fabulous fountain. "Chris this is lovely." She said. "So are you in that dress." Chris replied. "But you'd look better with this." He placed the box Mr. Zurger had given him on the table. She took it and opened it. She nearly fainted as she looked at the silver necklace within. "Chris.I." She stammered. "I figured I screwed up bad and had to make it up to you." He said, with a smile. "How did you afford all this?" She asked. "Well it's a long story" He said. They ate an elegant dinner and had a drink. Then they talked for a while. I guess I'm forgiven. Chris thought. "So Chris," Jill said. "Tell me about when you where a commando." "Green Beret." He corrected. "Same thing." She said. "Actually they are quite different. Commando's are British and live on the water. We lived in the air or at least we fell out of it." "And that's how you got these." she said touching the Parachutist badge on his tunic. She looked up into his eyes and the gazed at each other, not moving and for that moment where the closest they had ever been. Jill realised what she was doing and drew back. "Ah, yeah." Chris said. At around 9:30 the band stated and people began dancing. Jill looked over at Chris. "How bout it?" She asked. Chris hesitated. "Oh come on." She said. "I thought Green Berets knew how to dance." He smiled. "Your on."
They out-danced most of the couples there and soon they where the only one's left on the floor. The music slowed and so did they doing it sweet and soft. When they where done they walked out of the restaurant. For a stroll in the garden. "Thanks Chris." She said. "I really enjoyed the Evening." She kissed him lightly on the cheek. He held her hand and they walked. And to think I ever doubted him. She noticed he walked with a slight limp. "What happened to your foot?" She asked. He grinned sheepishly. He was ashamed he lost it. "Parachuting accident." He said. "When did you go Parachuting?" She asked. "Today while I was burning time." He said. "A lot of planning went into this thing, ya know." She smiled and kissed him again. "Yeah, I know. But you didn't have to do all this for me. An apology would have been enough." "Oh, well." He said. "Maybe there was more to it than felling bad for what I done." He began to blush. "Oh like what?" She asked. Oh god. Maybe he does like me! "Nothin." He said. "Oh." She said. "Hey Chris where did you earn the Silver Star and Purple Heart?" Chris stopped and looked down. Swallowing back his emotions. "Panama." He said. "It was a night drop and we where ambushed. 7 out of the nine guys died. They earned no Medals and their familys where lied to about what happened. I was hit but saved on of the guys." "I'm sorry." She said. "I told their family's though. They all fought well. All of them." He said. "That's why I hurt myself parachuting earlier on." She squeezed his hand and he looked at her. "You okay?" "Yeah." He said. "Fine." They continued walking. "I'm really sorry about what I did yesterday." He said, looking at her. "Really. You mean the world to me."
Oh god! He really likes me. Doesn't he?
"Say, How would you like to go jumping tomorrow?" He asked. "What out of a plane?" She asked. "Ok. Only if it's tandem with you." "It's a Date." He said.
They went back to their room and changed into pyjamas. Jill wore a simple shirt and shorts, Chris just shorts. Jill walked into the bedroom and Chris started toward the couch. "That couch can't be good on you're ankle." she said. "I'll be fine. I earned a Purple Heart remember?" He said. "Come sleep in here, we're both adults." She said. Chris shrugged and walked in with her. They both slipped under the covers and got comfy. She snuggled up to him. "Thanks for the necklace Chris. I love it." She whispered in his ear, softly. Then she closed her eyes. Chris let out a breath. Thank you Mr. Zurger. He slowly closed his eye's and went to sleep.
The Next Day: Chris woke up to a warm morning and walked outside. Stretching he breathed in deeply and smiled. Walking inside he found a note on a dresser and read it.
Dear Chris,
Have gone for a drive I hope you don't mind. Will be back by 12:00 for the jump. Our clothes are in the wash get them out when they are done. Love,
Jill
Hmm, Love Jill. He walked back out side and took of his clothes stopping when he got to his underwear. Then he ran up and jumped into the water and let it soak into every crevice of his body. Coming up for air he floated on his back and looked up at the clear sky. Can life get any better? He thought. He did laps for about twenty minutes and returned inside. The washing machine stopped and he walked into the laundry. Opening the machine he took out the small bundle of clothes and put them in the dryer. He found his watch and looked at the time. 9:00. How do I pass the time? With no car it looked as though he was stuck here. He turned the TV on and opened the video cabinet. Looking through the videos he found what he was looking for. John Wayne and The Green Berets. He inserted it in the video player and sat back.
Jill drove the old Mustang down the main street of the town looking for the right store. What should I get for Chris? She wondered. She found exactly what she was looking for. She pulled the car over and got out. Walking toward the store she opened the door and walked in. An old man walked up to her as she surveyed her surroundings. "Hello and welcome to Archive Militaria." He said. "How may I help you?" She pulled her eye's away from the old helmet's and uniforms and looked at the man. "I'm looking for a present for an ex-Green Beret." She said. "O.K." The man said. "Where did he serve?" "Panama." Jill said. "What's his name?" A young man said from across the room. The man wore a battered Green Beret on his head. "Chris Redfield." She said. "Chris Redfield!" He exclaimed. "My god!!! He saved my life!" Jill told him where Chris was staying and the man left. Twenty Minutes later Jill carried a box out of the store and got into the Mustang. Chris was sure to like this!
Chris heard a knock on the door and got up from his reading to answer it. The man who stood in front of him wore a battered Beret on his head. Chris gasped and grabbed the man in a massive bear hug. "Fred Austraw!" He said. The man pounded Chris's back hard. The let go of each other. "How the fuck have you been!" The other man said. Chris took him over to the bar and got him a drink.
Jill stepped out of the lift and heard loud laughter coming from the room. She opened the door and found Chris with that man in the store having a drink over by the bar. Chris saw her. "Jill!" He said. "Meet Fred Austraw, my old army buddy." Fred got up and shook her hand. "Well I better get going." Fred said. "My wife and kids are probably wondering where I am." Chris gave him a hug and took down his phone number. After Fred left he turned to her with a big smile. "Thanks for sending him over." He said. "I really appreciate it." His grin faded to a semi serious look. Looking at his watch he looked at her. "It is time."
They arrived at the airfield at 1:00, Chris got suited up in a free fall get-up and Jill got into a jump suit. Chris noticed she didn't appear at all anxious or scared. He smiled, she would soon. They walked outside to the plane. Taking seats opposite each other they settled in as the plane roared own the runway and became Airborne. After riding in silence Chris could see she was starting to get a little nervous. He smiled inwardly. "You did this a lot right?" She asked. "Yeah!" He replied yelling over the engine. "I earned the Master Parachutist Badge!" He paused for added effect. "Only they where all static! I never did a Free Fall!" That was a lie; he'd earned the pathfinders badge as well, which meant he was HALO qualified. He saw Jill gulp. She came and sat next to him so they could talk easier. Putting her hand on his shoulder she leant close. "If you stuff up you don't get your present." Present? Hmm. A red light began flashing. "O.K." He said. "Stand up." Jill shakily got to her feet. Chris calmly stood up and got close behind her. Taking the appropriate straps in his hands he fastened her to him. Patting her lightly on the arm he whispered into her ear. "Trust me." They then slowly made their way to the door. Jill crossed her arms across her chest as she'd been told. She began breathing fast. Chris smiled to himself. He grabbed the outside of the door and waited. "What are we waiting for!?" Jill yelled back. "We over shot the DZ we're going to have to turn and come back!" He yelled. The Aeroplane circled and a green light flashed on. He leant in close to her ear and softly whispered. "Geronimo." He then pushed them out the door and they began hurtling to earth. Jill was breathing hard as the wind beat her face as they plummeted toward the ground 14,000 feet below them. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Chris give a thumbs up. She returned with a gesture of her own and turned back to the ground. There was a sudden pull and she was vertical. Chris grabbed the risers of the chute and began piloting them to the ground. "Better than fighting Zombies and evil corporations right?" He said. She leant back against his chest breathing fast. "Yeah." She gasped. Chris brought the risers down next to her. "You wanna drive?" Jill thought. "O.K. what do I do?" Chris taught her and moments later she was landing them. It was softer than any Chris had done himself. Probably because they weren't weighed down by ton's of gear. He uncoupled her and bundled up the chute. "See that wasn't so bad." She nodded with a grin. "You landed that perfectly!" He said. "You're a natural." After signing Jill up for a course they walked out to the Mustang. Getting in they looked at each other. "What shall we do tonight?" He asked. She thought for a moment. "Let's go see a movie." "Surprise me." She replied.
Chris walked into the Movie theatre and looked up at the board to see what was on. He had just dropped Jill at the hotel but now he had a problem. There was nothing on! He thought quick. Then it hit him. He walked outside to the Mustang and got in driving further down the main street of the town to a large, very old building. Buying the appropriate tickets he went back to the car and drove to the Resort. He got out gave the keys to the Valet and walked inside to the elevator banks, pushing the button for the top floor. He looked at his watch. 6:30. Good they had 2 hours to get ready. penthouse and saw Jill walking by the pool in her robe. He put the tickets on a nightstand and walked outside. Jill turned and saw him. "Well what are we seeing?" She asked. Chris came up and gently put his hands on her arms holding her. He smiled.
"Well there was nothing on so I thought maybe we should go to the theatre." He said. "Doll."
"Doll?" She asked. "Don't you call me doll."
She said pushing him toward the pool Chris tripped and fell backwards, grabbing her robes pulling her in with him. They broke the surface of the water with a splash. Under the water Chris smiled at her. Surfacing together, they stared at each other, gazing into one another's eyes. Chris slowly brought his lips down to hers and they met in a soft kiss. The moonlight danced over the water as they embraced gently, delicately. Jill suddenly pulled away.
"I gotta get ready." She said wading out of the pool.
Chris smiled and fell backward, floating on his back. Man that was good.
Jill quietly shut the door and leant against it, closing her eyes. Oh, my god I kissed him! Not just a peck, I really kissed him!
She went over and fell back on the bed her hands together over her chest, smiling.
Getting up she got dressed in the same clothes as last night. Putting on the beautiful necklace she looked at herself in the mirror.
Chris pulled on the familiar Uniform and placed the cap on his head. Walking over to a wall mirror he straightened his back and looked himself over. "Hey, Redfield." He said. "Ya still got it?" The door to the bedroom opened and Jill stepped out in her beautiful dress complete with the necklace he had given her. Her hair was up in a pony tail that reminded Chris of Claire. He stared at her in awe. There was something different about the way she looked at him, he saw. Or maybe it was he saw her differently. "Hey handsome." She said with a smile. She was blushing Chris saw as she walked over to him and linked her arm under his. "Are you ready to go?" "I'll meet you downstairs." He said. "I just gotta get something." "O.K." She said heading for the door. When she was gone Chris walked over to the nightstand and picked up the phone. After making the arrangements he hung up and headed for the elevator. Riding down he smiled to himself. When the door opened he saw Jill waiting by the front desk. Walking up and taking her arm they walked out to the Valet area. "Sorry about sending you down alone I had to call ahead to get the car brought around." He said. A limo pulled up and a Valet opened the door. "Lady's first." Chris said. Jill got in and Chris followed. "Chris really this is too much!" Jill said. Chris looked into her eyes. "Nothing's too much for you."
They arrived at the large classy building at 9:00 for the beginning of the play. As they walked through the lobby dressed in the most elegant clothes they wore they certainly drew attention. "Baby killer!" Chris stopped dead in his tracks. Turning his head slowly he saw a dishevelled man standing not too far away. "Baby killer!" He shouted again. Chris walked toward the man and stopped two paces away from him. "What did you say?" Chris asked in a low voice. "Baby killer." The man spat. Jill saw Chris's fist tighten as he smacked the man in the bridge of the nose. The man fell backward in a spurt of blood as he grabbed his crushed nose. Before he could fall Chris grabbed him by the collar and head butted the man.
Security acted quickly grabbing Chris and taking him outside. Jill followed. After telling Chris to stay the hell out they walked back inside.
"I'm sorry Jill." Chris said lowering his head. Jill put a hand on his shoulder. "It doesn't matter." Chris smiled. "I have an idea." Taking her hand he lead her around the side of the building to a service door. Taking out a credit card he handed it to her. "Can the master of a lock give me a hand?" He asked. She smiled and took it. Kneeling in front of the lock she had it open in seconds. The door opened and they stepped inside. Chris led her through a dark corridor to another door. He opened it and stepped aside. "After you madam." He said. The door opened into the theatre and they walked up to a pair of front seats. They sat down and looked up at the stage. "Chris what happens when the real occupants of these seats come in?" Jill asked concerned. Chris thought for a minute. He began unbuttoning his shirt. Taking it off so he had only the under shirt he handed Jill the shirt and cap. A fat old man and his mistress came up and looked at them. "Excuse me." He said. "You're in our seats." Out of his pocket he pulled his RPD badge and flashed it real quick. "Mickey O'Brien." He said in an official voice. "National Theatre Inspector. We've commandeered these seats for official use. Your new seats are back there." He indicated Jill's and his old seats. "Well I never." The fat man exclaimed and walked off. Chris took his cap and shirt back, with a smile. To Chris the play was dull and boring, but Jill seemed to like it. Half the time Chris couldn't understand what they where saying. Four hours later when it was over they snuck back out the service door and walked back to the Limo. Chris yawned. "Wasn't that great?" Jill asked. "Um, yeah, I guess." Chris replied tiredly. "Where to now?" Jill looked at her watch. "Chris it's 1:30." "Yeah, I know." He said. "Say, I feel like a Cheese burger, don't you?" Jill sighed. "Yeah, hell, why not?" The got in and Chris directed the driver to take them to the nearest McDonalds. The driver did as he was told. "Now do you want to eat in or take away?" Chris asked. "Eat in." She replied. "Dressed like this?" Chris asked pointing to his shirt. Jill giggled. "Yeah." The driver dropped them off. The outlet was only two blocks from the resort. Chris told the driver that they would walk. Linking arms with Jill they walked in. I hope there aren't any hippies in here. She thought and chuckled. "What?" Chris asked. "I was just hoping there where no hippies in here." She said.
The teenager behind the counter looked up from the war novel he was reading and saw a couple walk in laughing. One of them was dressed in a military uniform. The couple walked up to the counter. "What're reading kid?" The guy asked. "If I Die In A Combat Zone." He replied. They guy laughed and said he ones read it himself. They both ordered Happy Meals and walked over to a window seat to eat.
Chris wolfed down the burger and began on the fries after emptying half the drink. Jill looked at him and laughed. "You got half that burger on your face!" She exclaimed. Chris made a futile attempt to get it off. "Here." Jill said picking up a napkin and wiping his face for him. "That's better!" Chris finished the fries and looked up to see the kid that served them staring at him. "Chris why did you join the army?" Jill asked. Chris though for a moment, then spoke. "I liked the look of the uniforms." Jill nodded. It was a bit of a private question. "No really the real reason is that I wanted to help people." He said. "So why not be a cop?" She asked. "They don't have good uniforms." He said with a smile. As they rose to leave Chris told Jill to go on ahead. He then walked over to the kid behind the counter. The kid looked up bewildered. "Is there something you want to ask me?" Chris said. "Yeah." The kid said, shyly. "Are you a Green Beret?" Chris nodded. "Yep, for two years." After talking to the kid for a while he bid him goodbye and left. Jill was waiting outside leaning against the post. "Let's go." He said. Jill noticed his cap was missing. "Where's your cap?" She asked. "I gave it to someone." He replied with a smile. Jill didn't ask and took his hand. They walked down the dark streets unhurriedly. "You know this is my favourite part of the night." Chris said. "Why?" Jill asked. "Because by now the enemy would have given up looking for you so they can have breakfast." He replied with a smile. "And because you know you can see zombies better in the light." They laughed. "How would you know?" She said. "You've only ever fought them in the light." "Ouch!" Chris said, grabbing his chest. "My pride!" They laughed. Walking into the well lit lobby of the resort they looked around. "Hmm, reminds me of that mansion." Chris said. They laughed as they walked over to the elevators. Hitting the button the doors opened and they stepped in. Jill pushed the button for the top floor and they rode up in silence. When the doors opened they walked down to their room Chris unlocked it and stepped in. Jill walked over to a drawer and took out a present. "As a sign of my gratitude." She said. Chris smiled and took it. Ripping the rapping apart like a child he smiled even more at the thing inside. Kennedy's Green Berets. "I always wanted this book!" He exclaimed. Getting dressed in their pyjamas they walked into the bedroom. It was 2:30.
The Next Day: Chris awoke and found Jill cuddled up to his chest. They had fallen asleep as soon s they lay down. Looking at the clock on the nightstand Chris saw it was 11:00. He ran a gentle hand through Jill's long brown hair. She awoke and looked at him with a smile. "You're a nice pillow." She said. "Thanks." He replied. Stretching he got up. "I'm gonna go for a swim." He got up and walked outside and looked up at the sky. It was dark and cloudy. "On second thought." He said and walked back inside. He noticed that he was still in his pyjamas. He walked into the room, right onto Jill getting dressed. Turning away he blurted: "I'm so sorry." Jill smiled and finished getting dressed. Walking out into the living room she found Chris bewildered. "Oh come on!" She said. "Relax! Go get changed so I can walk in on you, we'll call it even then we can have something to eat." Chris walked toward the bedroom and shut the door. Stripping off he was about to pick up a fresh set of clothes he heard the dor open and Jill barged in. He let out a shrill "Yaah!" he tripped over his underwear and fell on his ass. Jill walked up and stood over him. "There now we're even." She said. She turned to leave and stopped. "Ya know I thought it would be bigger. And have a shower." She walked out and left a very bewildered Chris Redfield laying on the floor.
Jill sat on the couch when Chris finally walked out of the bedroom freshly showered and shaved. He looked kinda sheepish. "We're going shopping today." She said. "O.K." Chris said wishing instead that he could go windsurfing. "But first we're going to see Claire." "O.K." Jill agreed nodding. Chris walked over to the phone, punched nine for an outside line and dialled his sisters number. It rang for a bit and a male answered. "Hello?" "Leon is that you?" Chris asked cold blooded. "Oh, Shit." The voice said. Chris heard the phone change hands. "Hi Chris." It was Claire. "What is fuckin' Leon doing there?" Chris asked. "Helping me study." Claire replied evenly. Chris shrugged and told her they where coming around then hung up.
Chris pulled the Mustang up in front of the little water front house. He got out and took off his sunglasses, taking note of the blue jeep in front of the house. Linking arms with Jill they walked up the path. Chris knocked and waited. While he waited he found himself singing Copperhead Road. "I volunteered for the army on my Birthday, They draft the white trash first round here anyway." The door opened. "Hi, Chris, Jill." Leon said. "Come in." "What the fuck are you doin here?" Chris asked. Jill walked inside to let them talk. "I'm gonna be straight with you." Leon said. "I wanna be with your sister."
Chris grimaced. His little sister? Leon? Jeez. "Alright." He said. "But if you hurt her, I'll kill you.slowly." They walked inside where Chris told Leon to fix him some coffee or he might just change his mind. Jill and Claire came downstairs. Claire was smiling. Chris greeted her and gave her a hug. They fixed lunch ate. When they finished Leon said he was going windsurfing. Chris nearly cried. "Chris you up for a surf?" Leon asked. "I can't." Chris said, grimly. "I got to go shopping with Jill." "I know!" Claire piped up. "Why don't I go with Jill and Chris, you can go with Leon." Jill nodded. "That's a great idea." Chris had trouble containing his joy. He swallowed down a smile. Leon disappeared to get ready and Claire followed, leaving Jill and Chris alone. It was awkward. "Jill." Chris began but paused. What could he say? "Be careful." He said finally. She put her hand on his, looking him in the eyes. "Chris.I really enjoyed that kiss last night." Chris smiled. "Me too."
Chris floated in the water next to Leon. In the rumbling surf under a cloudy sky. "So what's up with you and Jill?" Chris looked over Leon. "What do you mean?" "Come on Chris you'd have to be blind not to notice it." Leon said. "You two are crazy for each other." Chris looked down. "Yeah. You're right. I love her. But I don't know what to do." He looked at Leon. "Just going out with her wouldn't be enough." They both caught one in and walked up to their stuff. Chris looked up at Leon. "Do you want to go shopping?"
Jill and Claire walked out of the clothing store holding heavy bags. Jill was telling Claire about the kiss last night. "I swear it was the most romantic moment of my life!" Jill said. Claire smiled. "That is so nice." The hoped on an escalator and took it up to the next floor. "It reminds me of the time Leon and I first kissed." Claire went on. "We where in this spa and we looked at each other and it just happened." Jill sighed. "I want more than to just go out with him. We are doing this already. I want to be with him." They sat on a bench. "What you mean like marriage?" Claire asked. Jill looked around at her surroundings. Marriage was a big word. "Yeah."
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Leon asked as Chris walked up the drive of Mr. Zurger's house. "Yes." Chris replied. "I am sure." He knocked on the door and the tough old German answered. "Mr. Redfield." Chris explained the situation. Zurger smiled and summoned his driver. "We have an emergency here." He said. "Bring the car." Within minutes Leon, Chris and Mr Zurger where in his Jewellery store picking up a suitable object.
Chris spent the rest of the day taking Leon Skydiving and teaching him the finer points of throwing himself into space. Claire and Jill discussed the romances of each others lives while they shopped and went back to the Resort, where Chris and Leon soon joined them. "Have fun boys?" Claire asked. They watched a movie together and decided to have dinner together as well. Claire and Leon went home to get dressed. They had 2 hours till they where due downstairs. Chris and Jill didn't talk as they got ready. Both felt the urge to embrace in a passionate kiss but both resisted. One was unsure about how the other truly felt. The other didn't want to spoil what they had in store. Jill was ready first. (Yeah that's right!) She went on ahead as usual to get the table ready. Chris sat on the couch.
Oh god what am I doing? Lord help me!
He heard the phone ring. It was the concierge. "Everything is ready for you Mr. Redfield." He said. Chris breathed in nervously. "Thank you." "Good luck sir." The man hung up. Chris slowly rose. Swallowing he tried to control his shaking. He felt the vomit rise in his throat as he ran for the toilet. He wiped his mouth and brushed his teeth. He was shaking uncontrollably. He heard the door open. It was Leon. "Chris you O.K?" He asked. Then he smelt what happened. He walked over and placed a re-assuring hand on the older mans shoulder. "It's cool man." He said. "You battled Zombies in a mansion. Remember? You can do this." Chris was in a bad way. Swallowing again he turned to Leon. "Let's do it." He said. Together they rode down in silence. As they reached the bottom Chris finally spoke. "Leon." He said. "We have a Rendezvous with Destiny." When the doors opened they stepped out and walked into the Dinning room. Chris's shakes came under control as he sat opposite Jill at the table. Leon took his own seat at another table with Claire. They ordered and ate. Leon and Claire talked but Jill and Chris did not. Their relationship had reached that void where they couldn't possibly talk anymore. They both felt it. And both dearly wanted to get past it. When both couples had finished eating Leon lead on. Pushing his chair back he knelt down in front of Claire. Claire's heart raced a thousand miles a minute. Oh, god he can't do this to me! "Claire." He said taking a box from his pocket. "Will you marry me?" Claire began to cry. She put out her hand. "Yes." They soon left as cheers erupted around from other patrons. Jill smiled and wept a little too. After things died down she looked back at Chris expecting to see shock or something on his face. But it was blank. He slowly looked up at her. Placing his hands on hers he looked deep into her eyes. "Jill." He said softly. "I love you more than life itself. And whenever I am around you my life gets automatically better. You brighten up my world like a million suns. When you're not around I want you to be beside me. You are my reason or living. I can't live another second of my life without you being with me." He produced the box that Mr. Zurger had specially selected for him. "Jill will you be my wife?" He asked. She burst into tears. He loves me! Oh, god he really loves me! Yes Chris yes! "Yes." She whimpered. Chris slid the ring on her finger. They stood up and Chris kissed her, in a full passionate kiss. When they finally let go they walked to the elevator and rose it up. They stepped into the room and began to kiss passionately. Making their way to the bedroom they fell onto the bed. Jill lay on her back as Chris kissed her. "He stopped and looked at her with love filled eyes. "I love you." He said it delicately, softly like a poet. "You make my life complete." He said and smiled in the darkness.
They woke early in the morning to the sound of rain beating down outside. Jill looked up from where she had her head resting on his chest and smiled. "Beautiful day." She said. "The night wasn't so bad, either." Chris laughed and lay back. They got dressed and ordered breakfast. Jill sat there drinking coffee the ring on her finger while Chris ate a piece of toast. "Gawd!" He said. "We're just like a bunch of old people!" Jill laughed and nearly make the coffee come out her nose. "Yeah." She said. "The hell with this! Let's go have breakfast like young people!" They asked room service to come clean the mess up and headed down stairs. Taking the Mustang they stopped at the local shopping centre and went about picking up various items. When they lined up to pay for the groceries Jill noticed there was a tub of raw cookie dough in the trolley. "Chris what are you doing with cookie dough?" She asked. "I gotta eat don't I?" He asked with a smile. Jill punched him lightly in the arm. They piled the groceries onto the counter. Chris suddenly became aware of the people staring at him. He looked down and realised he was still wearing his parade uniform. In all the excitement of the day he'd forgotten to take it off. He shrugged. When asked how they where going to pay Chris handed over an American Express card. "You don't have an American Express card." She whispered. Chris smiled. They picked up the groceries and walked out. "Alright where'd you get the card?" Jill asked. "It's Weskers." Chris said. "I got it off his corpse." He paused and looked at her. "He was right he was a very rich man." They laughed and Chris popped the boot of the Mustang. As they loaded up the car Jill turned to him and asked. "Are we going to have a double wedding or separate?" "Let's have them together." He said. "And let's have a fancy dress one." Jill groaned. "Oh, no! Come on let's have it semi serious!" Chris smiled. "No-way!" They walked around to get in when to kids came running out of the store, arms full of goods. Chris ran at them and jumped in the air kicking one of the teens with the heels of both feet, landing on his back. The kid groaned. Chris stood up and dusted his uniform off. Jill ran over with her badge, showing it to the kid's. "What's up boys?" She asked. The kids where stunned. "Army guy here kicked me!" One kid whined, stunned. Jill talked to Chris and they decided to let them off with a warning. Walking back to the car Jill shook her head and smiled. "We are never having kids!" She said. "Oh, come on!" He said. "Think we can call him Chris junior!" "We're having a girl." She said. "O.K. Jill junior." He said. "I'm not fussy." She punched him in the arm. "We're not even fully married yet!" "We'll let's not wait!" Chris said. "I'll call Leon and we'll organize it for when we get back." Jill began to protest. "No I am serious." He said. "Let's do it. Let's go out and get you a wedding dress right now." She hesitated. "Yeah." He said. "Let's go call Claire." He got in. Jill didn't move. "Come on!" He said.
When the phone rang Leon reached across the sleeping Claire and picked it up. "Hello." "Leon, this is Chris." "Yeah." "We're getting married as soon as we get back." "That's great." He said. He didn't get the point. "No, no, no." Chris said. "You don't get it, so are you." "Oh." Leon said. "Hold on I'll wake Claire and tell her." He roused Claire and told her. "Great." She said. Leon confirmed it and hangs up.
For the rest of the day Chris took Leon out to by a Tuxedo, while Claire and Jill went to get Wedding dresses. When Leon and Chris where done they went on to organize a place to have it. "What about the resort?" Leon asked. "No." Chris said. "We gotta leave this after noon." They thought for a moment. "Hey you know what would save time and money?" Chris said. "If we had it at the station." "Yeah." Leon nodded, enthusiastically.
Chris and Jill packed the last of their things and walked out onto the balcony for one last time. It was late in the afternoon and still cloudy. "I can't believe we're leaving." Jill said. "So much of our life has changed here." Chris nodded. "Yeah." The sun was just setting over the horizon casting a red glow through the thick clouds. Chris shook his head. "I don't want to leave." He said. "But we got work tomorrow." They where standing by the pool, Chris noticed. He smiled. "You know what I'd really like to do before we left?" He asked her. "What?" She asked staring at the shrouded sun. Chris put his arm around her and threw her into the pool. He jumped in after her and surfaced slowly. With a grin he grabbed her and drew her to him, with a smile.
When the elevator opened two very wet STARS stepped out. The concierge looked at them and smiled. Chris told Jill to go on ahead. He walked up to the Concierge. "Thank you." He said to him. "For everything." The man smiled. "Mr. Redfield it was my personal pleasure." Chris shook the mans hand. "Thank you." Chris turned to leave. Then turned back. "How would you like to come to my wedding?" "That would be great." The man replied, with a warm smile. Chris walked out to the waiting Mustang. Jill was sitting in the drivers seat. "Let's go!" She said water still running down her face. Chris crossed himself and walked over to the passenger seat. This would be good.
As the Mustang roared down the slick, lone highway Jill had her head sticking out the window. Chris sat in the passenger seat a look of concern on his face. Jill pulled her head in and took out a CD she had brought and placed it in the player. The voice of Avrille Lavine beat out and Jill began singing to it. Chris slumped into the passenger seat and seriously considered, had he made the right decision?
Remember I need a co author!!! Preferably a girl.