Authors note: Hi everyone, this is the first fiction that I have ever actually wrote so I'm a little nervous to be posting. Please read and review and let me know what you thought. Thank you!

With Jill Valentine in tow, Chris Redfield walked through the US airport after himself and his partner had took the first flight home from Kijuju, his hand protectively placed on her shoulder. His luggage was minimal and for her, practically non existent. The flight home had been mostly silent, almost awkward for fear of either one of them saying the wrong thing. In his mind he had a million and one things that he wanted to say to her or ask her but in her fragile and exhausted state it didn't seem right.

A few yards in front of them sat a black Range Rover and within a few seconds of noticing, Claire Redfield leaped out, briskly walking towards Jill with open arms. The two women held each other for a few moments and then slowly pulled apart. "How are you feeling?" Claire asked softly.

Jill smiled nervously. "Tired, relieved, a little bit of everything," she replied.

Claire approached Chris "hey big bro!" She said before quickly kissing him on the cheek and embracing him in a warm hug. She then got back into the Range Rover and gestured for Chris and Jill to do the same.

"Right!" Claire fastened her seatbelt. She was in the drivers seat and Chris and Jill sat in the back. "I'm going to cook us something nice for dinner and we can have a catch up and work out what we are going to do from here." She pulled away from the parking space and started to drive home.

"That sounds great." Chris said, his voice slightly hoarse and quiet from jet lag. "But it's Jill's first night home. It's been a long time you know, and I think we should take things on step at a time. A lot has happened." He didn't want to offend her sister as it was in her nature to be motherly and of course she was going to do her best to make Jill feel as normal as she possibly could.

Jill smiled at Chris and placed her hand on his. He turned his hand around to entwine his fingers with hers. "I'll be fine." She said to her partner. "Dinner would be nice." She leant forward to speak to Claire. "I just want to feel normal again and get back to how things were before." Claire smiled at Jill in the mirror.

"There's nothing like coming home to your own front door!" Jill said as the three of them got out of the car. Chris was still living in the house that they had shared and as they stepped inside, she noticed that everything was almost the same as when they left for that terrible last mission. The only difference is that Claire had moved in to provide comfort for her only relative.

"Did you want to shower and change into something more comfortable?" Chris asked Jill. She was still wearing that battle suit.

"Yes I think I should." She replied.

"Everything is as it was. It didn't seem right to get rid of anything. Besides, I knew it was only a matter of time before you came home." Chris told her and then smiled and winked. Jill returned the smile. She then started to walk up the stairs followed by Chris.

"It's ok, I still remember where everything is," Jill laughed and affectionately kissed his cheek. It was the first loving gesture she made since he pulled that device from her chest. "Anyway, you should probably catch up with your sister."

Chris smiled and nodded in agreement and Jill continued to walk upstairs and towards the bedroom that she had previously shared with Chris. She smiled at her surroundings. It would take a while before it really felt like home again but as she looked around it was like she had never been gone. The cream coloured bed sheets were the same and her dressing table sat in the corner. Her hair brush and a few perfumes and some makeup sat neatly by the mirror, untouched. When she opened their wardrobe, all of her clothes were still in there. Hers on the left and his on the right

"So she seems okay." Claire said to Chris as she poured pasta into the saucepan.

"She's a fighter. But it's going to be a while before things are back to normal. All that time spent under the influence of that monster." Chris looked down at the floor. He couldn't even imagine what it was like for her.

"Don't worry," Claire said. "Just be there for her."

"I know." Chris replied. "I better go take a shower too. Thanks Claire." He smiled at his sister and headed upstairs. Jill was currently in the shower so Chris went into their en suite shower.

Jill exhaled loudly after stepping out of the shower. Her confinement had really made her appreciate the little things. She walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body and pulled out a t-shirt and pyjama shorts from the drawers and put them on.

By now she could smell the amazing scent of Claire's homemade cooking and thought she better go downstairs and join them. She walked into the kitchen and saw Chris and Claire sat at the kitchen table drinking wine. Chris had already showered and got changed.

"How was your first shower back in the US?" Claire joked.

"It was incredible," Jill smiled widely and took a seat next to Chris at the kitchen table. "The food smells lovely, what are you making?"

"I thought I would make Claire's homemade macaroni cheese." Claire grinned at the couple. It was her go to recipe for a quick and easy yet delicious meal. "Did you want a glass of wine?"

"Yeah why the hell not?" Jill was never much of a drinker. Only on special occasions would she allow herself a glass or two but this seemed as good a time as any. Claire pulled out another wine glass from the cupboard and poured the wine into the glass and set it in front of Jill on the table.

As Claire started to plate up the food. Chris and Jill turned to face each other, just looking for a few moments and then laughing a little. Her hair was now down and he reached out to tuck a piece behind her ear before leaning forwards and softly kissing her. They stayed like that for a few seconds before he pulled away. "You okay, baby?" He whispered.

"I am now." She nodded and smiled like a school girl with a crush. Claire looked on at the two and smiled. Usually it made her feel uncomfortable when people were being romantic in her presence but on this occasion she seemed completely okay with it. She set the two plates down in front of Chris and Jill before sitting down with her own. "Wow this looks great. Thanks Claire."

Claire took a seat opposite the couple. Her and Jill had a close bond since Chris introduced them in 1996, shortly after S.T.A.R.S was formed. They quickly became good friends and Jill was like an older sister to Claire. Jill was not officially Chris' girlfriend as relationships were not allowed within the Raccoon City Police Department but there was chemistry between them from the day that they met. It started out as a fling; a bit of fun for two young co-workers but they quickly started gong on proper dates. Chris would always take her somewhere fun like the cinema or some old school diner. The entire S.T.A.R.S team knew what was going on and it became a running joke in the office but the two of them would laugh it off and pretend that nothing was going on. Whenever they were alone at work the couldn't keep their hands off each other, stealing kisses or making out in the locker room when nobody was around. But after the mansion incident, everything changed. And up until Jill's disappearance, the two had dedicated their lives to the war against bioterrorism. They were inseparable - partners in a relationship and when they were working. They were often fooling around and saying how one day they would have this huge church wedding and invite everyone that they had ever met and make lots of babies.

"So Claire," Jill spoke. "How has life been for you?"

Claire nodded. "Same old same old. I'm still working for Terrasave and I moved in here not long after...you know." She looked down and continued eating, deciding it would be a good idea not to approach the such a sensitive subject so soon.

"Do you like it there?" Jill asked.

Claire didn't even have to consider her answer. "I love it." She said. "It's extremely rewarding and I love being able to help people."

Jill laughed. It was very typical of the Claire she knew. Wanting to help others in any way she could and extremely hard working. In a lot of ways she was very different to her brother but in a lot of ways, the same.

"Maybe you should call your family?" Chris suggested to Jill. "I can explain to them what has happened, just let them know you're home." Chris and Claire had remained close to Jill's parents and three younger sisters since her disappearance.

"No." Jill said. "I wanna surprise them." She laughed. When it came to her family, she had a very interesting sense of humour. "Arrange to meet them for dinner and when everybody is there, I will walk in and surprise them."

Chris smiled. Before the mansion incident she had such a laid back approach on life and never took anything to seriously. Chris loved how that part of her still existed, even after three years of inprisonment.

While letting out a long yawn, Jill lazily stretched out a leg across the sofa. She sat with her back resting against Chris' chest; his arms wrapped around Jill's waist, occasionally kissing her head or nuzzling her neck. They had spent what was left of the evening watching TV and Claire had shown Jill pictures of her nephew and new niece from her sister Layla. Jill had three younger sisters. Layla, aged 33 was the motherly one. She worked as a nurse and was now married to Carlos Oliveira - when Jill had reunited with her friends and family after the destruction of Raccoon City, the two had met and were now married with a four year old son, Mason and a daughter Lily who had just turned one. Scarlett, aged 28 was a free spirit, taking life as she pleases and not always realising that her actions have consequences, however often getting on the wrong side of the law. Alexandra, aged 16 was the baby of the family. Still in school working hard to better herself and not live a life of crime like her father and older sister, Scarlett. Their father, Dick Valentine had been released from prison two years earlier after being arrested in 1994 for armed robbery. It was then that he convinced Jill to turn her life around, do something good and not spend the rest of her life stealing to get by.

"I'm going to bed." Jill said, slowly rising up from the sofa and stretching her arms out.

"I think I'll join you." Chris said, also getting up. "Goodnight Claire." She raised her hand to say goodnight and Chris followed Jill up the staircase and to their bedroom. She climbed into bed and pulled the duvet over her body, sighing loudly, savouring the comfort and warmth that she had been away from for so long. Chris pulled his t-shirt above his head and lay in bed next to her, hugging her from behind. He squeezed her tightly and playfully growled against her neck causing her to squirm loudly. "God I've missed you Valentine."

Jill turned around to face Chris and quickly moved to kiss him passionately. Chris was naturally taken back by this sudden gesture but did not question it and kissed her back, lovingly placing a hand on her cheek. They kissed some more before she climbed on top of him, pulled off her pyjama top and undone her bra, tossing it on the floor beside the bed.

"Don't you think we should take things slowly first?" Chris asked. He wanted to take her so badly and the sight of her bare breasts had caused a hardening in his pants but he thought that maybe she would want to sleep off everything that had happened.

"Fuck slowly," she whispered huskily and place a kiss on his jaw. "I've been desperate to get my hands on you since Kijuju. I want you, I need you." She whispered in his ear. Chris looked at her for a second and then continued to kiss her, quickly and passionately. Almost hastily. They pulled apart for breath and Jill began planting kisses down his neck - sucking and biting, he was sure to have marks there in the morning. She gradually got lower and lower, savouring the taut skin down his chest and stomach and stopping at his groin. She pulled down his trousers and looked up at him playfully, blue eyes glistening and she took him in her mouth.

Chris gasped loudly. It had been so long and the feeling of her warm mouth going up and down felt incredible. He moved a hand to her head, lightly pushing the hair from her face.

After some time pleasuring her partner, she moved her body upwards and then he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her onto her back. His body positioned above hers, he now noticed the large scars on her chest. "I'm sorry I let him do that to you," Chris whispered.

"Chris, there's nothing you could have done. Jill said. He leant forwards and gently kissed the scars that had caused so much pain.

Chris then lifted himself onto his knees and pulled off her pyjama bottoms, both of them now completely naked. "Are you ready?" He asked.

"Yes." She said. It wasn't even a question for her. With both hands he placed one on the back of each thigh and lifted them slightly before he thrust himself inside her. Going slowly and gently at first, his breath quickening and she let out a soft moan. Gradually his thrusts became harder and faster as the pleasure began to build inside both of them.

After a few minutes, Chris remained completely still inside of her and leant forwards to kiss Jill and she embraced him. They could feel each other's hearts racing. She then took hold of his shoulders and pushed him onto his back so that he was now laying down and she was on top. She lifted her body slightly to position himself and then lowered herself onto him. Chris sat himself upright, one hand on her hip and the other on her breast. She lifted her body up and down, both of them keeping their gaze locked on each other.

It wasn't long before they both felt themselves getting closer and Jill's hands clawed at Chris' back, her nails tearing the skin. As he felt his orgasm nearing, he tightened his grip on Jill and cupped both hands around her hips, assisting her movements. They both reached their peak at the same time; collapsing in a heap on the bed. After a few moments, Jill got off of him and lay beside him, her head nesting on his shoulder and a hand placed on his chest. He protectively wrapped his arm around her body. Chris smiled. There fire inside her that he loved was still there. And of course these next few months wouldn't be easy as they came to terms with what happened in Kijuju but the woman before him was a fighter and he was sure that as a couple and as partners, they would be fine.

"I love you, Jill Valentine," Chris panted, still short of breath.

"I know you do." Jill replied. "I love you too."