"Leon, I don't feel so good!" Claire groaned as she walked slowly to the living room where Leon was happily watching a football match.
"Awwh come on. The amount of chilli you've been eating lately will probably be the reason." He laughed, taking his legs down from the sofa so Claire could sit next to him.
"I don't think it's that..." She mumbled while rubbing her belly, she did look very pale. Her usual bright blue eyes seemed dull and lifeless and her hair was loosely hung onto her shoulders and looked as if she hadn't combed it yet.
"Well, it could be a bug? A lot have been going around lately." Leon shook his head at the red head. He then grabbed her neck and pulled her tightly to his stomach, he knew a cuddle would cure her blues. "How about I take you to the doctors tomorrow if you don't feel any better?" He smiled, stroking her hair softly, the smell of strawberries slowly crept up his nose while doing so.
"Ok..." She whimpered, tightly pulling herself near him and burrowing her head near his chest. Claire always felt safer being so close to Leon; she didn't need anyone else, just his love and affection.

Claire had soon drifted a sleep, Leon knew there must have been something up with her. She never slept hardly; the nightmares had always been too intense for her to be able to try. He looked at his watch and noticed it was pretty late and he was also more tired than he thought; he carried Claire in his strong arms and put her to bed he then took a shower and then climbed in beside her.

The past few days had been so tiresome for the two, Chris and Jill had decided with one days notice to land at Leon and Claire's new house. More like Chris trying to keep an eye on Leon. So they had to rush out and buy things for the guest room they hadn't even started to decorate. They managed somehow to paint and set up the bedroom decent enough before Chris and Jill arrived but then they cancelled.

"Duty calls!" Chris babbled down the phone, hanging up quickly before Claire could implode at him. Leon knew now why she had red hair; she had a fiery temperament to match.

"Leon... I don't feel so goo-" Claire gagged while she pulled the sheets off of her and Leon, she ran out of the bedroom, wearing a vest top and shorts (her normal night time clothes). The cold air hit Leon causing him to groan in annoyance and turn to face the clock.
"Claire come on! It's three in the mornin'" He moaned while his stormy blue eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. After he lay on the bed, on his back, stretched out as far as his hands would go, he waited for a couple of minutes just listening. He heard Claire puking down the toilet, something Claire rarely did, she hardly ever got sick. After the Raccoon City outbreak, Leon and Claire got loads of injections for anything and everything just to be sure, so it wasn't like she could catch a regular virus.

The sound never went away, just Claire grasping for air and more sick noises were heard.
"Hmmph.." Leon said quietly to himself trying to think what to do, being half asleep didn't help his brain think faster then he wanted it too. He decided to check on her and try and calm her down. If he didn't he knew Chris would probably be on his case, he never understood how Chris found out as much as he did. Maybe he had bugged the house?

"Claire, you alright?" He knew she would bite back at that remark, of course she was feeling fine and fabulous right now.
"Does it sound it?" She managed to spit out between being sick.
"Sweetheart, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"I hate the hospital!" Leon laughed at her. She had the most ridiculous fears, she could tackle zombies, mutant plants, but she would never go to the hospital even if she was in so much pain.
"Come on Claire you don't want Chris on my case?" He had to try anything to win her over now, he couldn't bear hearing people being ill especially someone he deeply cared about and loved. He knew the Chris threat would work; she hated her brother preying on her private life.
"...Leoooooon!" Claire shouted.
"I'll get a bucket and some clothes for you to put on ok?" Leon told her and patted her shoulder in comfort. He quickly darted into the bedroom and got dressed, putting random things on as fast as he could. He then began to search for something for Claire to wear; he pulled out a plain black t-shirt and some denim jeans.

"Here, put this on while I look for a bucket." Leon smiled, while putting Claire's clothes on the floor nearby her.
"Thanks!" Claire waved towards him with her hand; her face was still down the toilet as she gagged.

He soon came back putting the bucket near her, she seemed to be dressed now but still continued to be sick.
"Come on, I'll carry you just make sure the buckets near you at all times." Leon chuckled; she turned around and stuck her tongue at him. He took that as a hint not to try and joke around. He carried her like a wedding type lift and put her in the passenger's seat, while Leon drove to the hospital.