Okay so I wanna start by saying I am new to this whole fanfiction thing so yeah, please be patient with me. This is a Wesker/Claire fanfic that was inspired by the movie/book called "Gone With The Wind" which is an amazing film but such a tragic love story :(I hope you like it and remember not to be too harsh! ;) Thanks.

ALSO: If you know the movie or book Gone With The Wind, I'm going to list the characters and who everybody is supposed to be:

Wesker-Rhett

Claire-Scarlett

Leon-Ashley

Angela-Melanie

Yes everyone, Wesker is actually going to have a heart in this one. It's going to be very different from any other Wesker/Claire fics I'll say that. And I promise the chapters will get better. I have to get back in to the groove of writing. It's been too long...

Enjoy the story and thanks to anyone who reads! ;)

-Brandi

Crimson Clover

By: Brandi Williamson

Fan fiction: Wesker/Claire Resident Evil

Based on/Inspired by: Gone With The Wind

I don't hardly know her

but I think I could love her

crimson and clover

over and over. *

Chapter 1: Realization

For the first time in her natural born life, Claire Redfield refused a bacon double cheeseburger that came straight from her favorite restaurant: Emmy's. Something was seriously wrong with her, she just hadn't been very hungry the past few days.

It could have something to do with her menstrual cycle, she was after all due any day now. Maybe it was the fact that she wasn't in college anymore and she felt useless.

No. It wasn't any of that. Claire knew good and well it was because of one person in particular. And that person's name was Leon. Leon S. Kennedy.

He hadn't talked to Claire in weeks. She tried constantly to call him, but never was there an answer or a returned call.

She even thought of going up to the RPD to see him but she knew Chris would be suspicious. He'd probably ask her what the hell could she possibly want up there. So she refrained from that idea... at least for now.

She looked across the table at her brother Chris as he engulfed his own favorite burger from Emmy's. Her eyes then slid to Jill; Chris's best friend and long-time partner who was eating one of Emmy's salads.

"Claire if you really don't want your burger, I'll eat it." Chris said with a mouthful of his own burger in his mouth. Jill giggled as if it was cute and Claire frowned.

"Keep eating the way you do and you'll grow as fat as Aunt Martha." Claire replied with a smirk.

Chris frowned but continued to chomp away.

"No way. I'll never be fat. Gotta stay fit for the job. Besides we hardly eat out. This is a celebration so eat up." He looked over at Jill with a smile.

"Celebration? For what?" Claire asked.

"I got a promotion!" Chris exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Yes. Captain Wesker said Chris is officially the new co-leader of our STARS unit. Pretty much meaning when Wesker retires, Chris will take his place." Jill explained to Claire as if she were an ignorant child.

"I KNOW what a co-leader is Jill." Claire said bitterly. Chris looked at her with furrowed brows. It was only then that Claire realized how rude she truly was.

"I'm sorry Jill. I've been so moody lately, girl problems and-"

"Okay! That's enough, remember I'm eating!" Chris yelled with a grimace. Claire rolled her eyes.

"And congratulations Chris. You deserved that promotion." She said with a slight smile, ignoring his immature outburst. "Do you think I'll actually be able to get back in school?" Claire asked with a hopeful expression. Most people thought she was crazy but she honestly loved school and learning. Chris just didn't have the money anymore to send her so she was forced to quit. She had been working on getting a job to help out. Emmy's was hiring and she put in an application about a week ago but so far, no calls.

"Well I don't know if my income is going to change just yet. I honestly can't believe Wesker actually picked me. I was sure it'd be Barry. He's older and is really great when it comes to firearms and weaponry."

"Well so are you Chris." Jill pointed out.

"Yeah. I know Wesker and I have this respect thing but I just feel like he personally and generally doesn't like me too much." Chris laughed as he took another huge bite of his burger.

Claire tried to picture Wesker. She imagined some fat, bald man wearing sunglasses. She had never seen her brother's captain before but she heard he was a little on the strange side. She also heard about the sunglasses he constantly wore. Even when he was indoors or it was pitch dark out. It truly made her wonder what was behind them. What were his eyes like? Chris had worked with the man for nearly 3 years and had no idea what color his eyes were. Strange.. Maybe he was blind?

Her mind bounced back into the conversation when Jill was speaking.

"Well likes you or not, he does respect you and realizes you're good at what you do. So who cares if he likes you outside of work. Your boss isn't supposed to have a beer with you on Friday nights." Jill grinned, revealing her white teeth. She then slipped her S.T.A.R.S cap off and shook her head from side to side, causing her short, brown locks to frame her face in a way that was almost angelic.

Claire always liked Jill. She didn't get along with too many females but Jill was someone she really had high respect for. Not only was she a beauty physically, but Jill was a sweetheart. Claire knew something was brewing between her brother and the striking women sitting opposite her. She would even tease Chris about it sometimes. But both constantly stuck to the idea that they were just friends.

Claire began to think of Leon and her heart responded by racing rapidly in her chest. It usually did that whenever she thought of him. She wanted desperately to ask about him. He wasn't a STARS member but he did work at the Raccoon Police Department and he and Chris were friends. Chris had to of known what was going on with him. She decided to chance it. When the two finally had stopped babbling about work, Claire chimed in.

"So Chris, how's Leon? Haven't seen him much lately." she asked. She disguised her voice to sound plain. Like she really didn't care about what she had asked. Like she was only trying to start a conversation. She didn't want to sound like she was talking about the man she loved more then anything.

Chris's eyes fell on his sister who had to look away. Chris had a good radar for love. Even just by looking at ones face.

"Ahh Kennedy, I almost forgot to tell you guys. No wait, I shouldn't. I promised him I wouldn-"

"What?" Claire shouted. She nearly jumped out of her seat. "We won't tell anyone! Tell us!"

"Well he is going to make the announcement at the party tomorrow anyway. So I guess it's no big deal if you fine out a little earlier then the rest."

Claire leaned forward in her seat, waiting; anticipating Chris's words.

"Well he's finally buckling down and marrying Angela."

Claire's heart sank at her brother's words. It was like a bullet went through her chest. Before she knew it, tears were forming in the depths of her ice blue eyes. How could he? That wasn't right, that wasn't fair! When did they even get back together? Marriage! Really? No, she must have heard Chris wrong.

"If you ask me, I think it's a mistake." Chris added with a belch. "Oooh excuse me!"

Jill rolled her eyes and with a smile said;

"Oh Chris how is it a mistake? Sure they break up all the time but you can tell they really love one another. I mean I've only met the women a few times but I can tell she really feels for Leon. Maybe this will solve all their problems. If they really commit to each other and-"

"I'll be right back." Claire interrupted. Then she got up and bolted upstairs to her room.

She dove on her bed and sobbed into her pillow. Thick tears oozed from her eyes and her heart pounded heavily in her chest. She felt she could hardly breathe. All she kept thinking was WHY. After all the promises he made. After all that had happened during the summer. After all the shit that bitch put him through..

"WHY?" she shouted aloud, not even realizing it till after she let it out. But she didn't really care. At this point, she was too far gone; too caught up in her sorrow and heart-breaking thoughts to care about what Chris thought.

She glanced over at a picture that sat upon her nightstand while tears rained from her sockets. An attractive blond man smiled back at her. She picked up the little frame and chucked it across the room.

Then she collapsed back on her bed and wailed. This wasn't true, it just couldn't be true. Claire picked up her phone and thought about calling Leon for the truth, but decided against it when she thought about the party that was to take place tomorrow night. She'd rather talk to him in person. Luckily she was going to the party. Because she was Chris's little sister, she was allowed to go to the parties that were otherwise only held for STARS members and officers of the RPD.

When she was finally done crying she fell slightly asleep. Her eyes were crusty from all the tears and her head was pounding. She slowly opened her eyes, and everything was blurry. She rubbed her face and sat up.

"Oh Leon..." she whispered as slight tears fell once again. She slowly crept to the other side of the room and picked up the green frame with four-leaf clovers painted all over it. She read the backside which said:

To my sweet Irish clover.

Love your Leon always. Xx

Claire was a proud Irish girl. Leon always referred to her as his little Irish clover. She collected anything that had to do with four leaf clovers or the Irish flag. So for her birthday during the summer, Leon had bought the frame for her after she spazzed out about it after seeing it in one of the shops at the beach.

She flipped it to the other side and saw Leon flashing his dazzling, breath-taking smile back at her. She wasn't going to let this happen. Leon was hers. Angela didn't love him the way Claire did. Her eyes went wide at that realization. Leon doesn't know how much I really care. I'll tell him. I'll confess everything and then...then he can't marry Angela...

The next day, Claire woke bright and early. She was meeting Jill at the mall so the two could shop for something to wear for the party that was taking place later on that evening. Claire's bike was in the shop and there was no way in hell Chris was letting her drive his new BMW. So Jill came and picked Claire up.

"So you're brother's being greedy about his precious car again?" Jill laughed as they proceeded to the mall.

Claire was so occupied by weary thoughts of the party that she hardly comprehended Jill's words.

"What? Uhh, yeah."

She felt horrible being so rude to Jill but she really wasn't in the mood for conversation. Once they got to the mall Jill lead the way to a store called "Nordstorm" which sold a lot of fancy women's clothing. Claire wasn't use to this at all. This was the first time she was really shopping for any type of attire besides her usual jeans, black muscle t's and her occasional red vests that she liked.

"Well, look around. Fine something you like. Chris said you can spend whatever. He's just happy you're actually going to wear a dress for once. He told me you haven't worn a dress since you were like 7?"

"5 actually. And it was because my mother forced me." Claire smiled and began to think of her parents. She hardly ever did anymore, only when she was all alone and in deep thought. She was pulled from her thoughts when Jill called her.

"Claire! Look at this one! Ohhh you would look so gorgeous in it! Red really is your color. Must be the hair."

Claire's eyes roamed the velvet, crimson dress. She stopped at the neckline to admire the jewels that perfectly aligned it. She also noticed it was perfect in length too. Not too long so she'd fall on her ass if she took a step in it, and not too short so Chris could bark at her to change.

"It's perfect!" She took it from Jill's grasp and held it up against her body. "And look! It fits!"

"Claire, are you sure you want that one? I mean it's beautiful and it'd look great on you but it's only the first one you sa-"

"I want it." Claire snapped while she flipped the tag upward on the front of the dress. The numbers informed her that the dress was $129.99. Her smile increased.

"Chris said spend whatever, right?" she cooed as she glided up to the counter with Chris's credit card at hand. "This money really should be going to more important things like my college fund to help me get my butt back in school."

"Claire, what are you doing? You need shoes too." Jill said, ignoring Claire's last statement.

Claire gave the dress to the women behind the counter.

"Ring this up, I'm going to go get some shoes to match." She smiled at the women and headed toward the shoe section.

"Claire, are you sure you won't look at anything el-"

"Will you pick something out so we can leave?"

Claire was back at the counter in less than a minute with a pair of black heels in her hand. She turned and looked at Jill who had an appalled expression lit upon her face.

"What? I am PART girl after all." Claire laughed. She honestly had grabbed the first pair she saw. She HATED shoe shopping. They seemed like they would fit.

After everything was picked out, the girls sat down at the food court to eat. Jill ate subway while Claire just had a root beer. After a prolonged silence, Jill finally spoke.

"Okay, what's up with you?" She cocked one eyebrow upward as she waited for Claire to answer. Claire frowned.

"What do you mea-"

"Come on Claire. You're like a sister to me. What's going on? You're never hungry anymore, you all of a sudden wanted to dress nice for this party, and you just seem like you're...somewhere else in your head. What's up?"

Claire bit her bottom lip and looked away from Jill's strong gaze. She honestly wished she was out with Chris right now instead. Curse Jill for using her girlish instinct to pick around and figure things out.

"Nothing, I'm completely fine. I'm about to get my period soon so I feel less hungry."

"Okay, so what about the dress?" Jill's eyes never left Claire's.

"So I wanna look nice for a change, so what. I'm tired of being Claire kick-ass Redifeld. Maybe I wanna be Claire PRINCESS Redfield."

Jill shook her head from side to side with a smile.

"Whatever you say..."

Claire rolled her eyes. She never told a single soul about how she truly felt about Leon. Though she was sure a lot of people had already suspected it. JILL for one. Which is probably why she was being so nosy today, Claire thought. Leon had made Claire promise that she wouldn't tell anyone especially not Chris about what went on between the two of them this past summer.

Claire was so nervous she felt like she might vomit. That wasn't like her. She hardly ever got nervous anymore, but she sure as hell was tonight. She stared in the mirror at herself. She had to admit, she looked quite nice in a dress. For a girl who never really wore them anyway...

The red dress clung to her shape perfectly. You could see all the important stuff; her breast, her butt, and her thighs. The dress also had a slit on the right side that went up to about her upper thigh. She hadn't noticed it in the store but she liked it. It was very low cut and she hadn't even realized that she was going to need a strapless bra. But Jill ended up being her savior once again. And because Jill's boobs were slightly bigger than Claire's, her breast certainly looked perkier in the unfamiliar bra.

The dress was long but fit her nicely. It was just high enough to not trip her. Her shoes on the other hand were a different story. She kinda wished now she would have actually looked for her size. The shoes she had gotten were slightly bigger than her requirement . Not dramatically huge, but big enough to make her unstable to walk alone.

Claire peered in the mirror once more, this time studying her face. Her red locks cascaded down around her shoulders. She had actually let Jill curl her hair and do her make up. She looked elegant to say the least.

"Ready?" Jill walked loudly in the room, her heels sounding as if they were gonna break through the floor. She wore a pale blue dress and she looked beautiful, but compared to Claire, she looked bland and subtle. Jill chuckled.

"Chris is gonna kill you."

Claire frowned.

"You're the one that picked it out..."

Claire walked downstairs, using the railing to balance herself. She almost tripped but she caught herself with a slight gasp. She took a deep breath. You can do this Claire. She'd die of embarrassment if she tripped in front of Leon tonight. After all she was only wearing the stupid and uncomfortable outfit to impress him.

Chris spun around and his eyes nearly bulged out of his skull. He looked her up and down then stopped on her face. He looked as if he was surprised to see his sister's face attached to this lustful figure.

"No Claire. It's too much. Go put on your jeans, I don't care. I'd rather you be too little then too much."

Claire's eyebrows lowered over her eyes. There was no way Chris was going to do this. He wasn't going to pull his older brother bull shit tonight.

"Chris I'm 19 and last time I checked, I WAS OLD ENOUGH TO WEAR WHAT I WANT TO!"

With that being said she stumbled past him out the front door. She tripped once she got out on the concrete but caught herself on the lamp post that happened to luckily be right there.

Claire stayed quiet as they rode to the RPD where the party was being held. She was so nervous. Her stomach was in knots, her heart was thundering in her chest, and her palms were sweating. She took a deep breath in a feeble attempted to calm her nerves, it really didn't help. Especially since they had just pulled up to the RPD.

Chris got out and opened the door for Jill then did the same for Claire. She felt the chilly air of the autumn night hit her face. She swallowed and got out of car, using Chris's arm for support. This was it, no turning back now...