A/N: I'm confused with my own summary hahaha, It made it seem that this story is purely romance at nature, when in fact, I was planning to make it a bit angsty and action-y. I'm not good at writing summaries anyway, just Read and Enjoy and if you can suggest something, you may =)

Some heads up though,

This story takes place after the Vendetta movie so this fictional story may happen probably late 2013 or early 2014 and I didn't include the heavenly island story. So Claire and Leon were on their 30s and Jill and Chris on their 40s. =)


In an underground laboratory somewhere in Middle East, Asia


"Based on the data sent to us, Subject C-003 was able to control the virus well." A man wearing a lab coat said as he stared at the screen, he crossed his arms and calls on another white coated person, apparently the screen shows a video of a certain soldier fighting a mutated specie with a large skull for a head. "His power...he was able to kill the large B.O.W. we released at the underwater facility."

"His control might be because of antibodies partially produced by his body. These antibodies are produced in an amount enough to cause mutation but not that high to infect the brain." The other man said.

"Yes, that is amazing... We need to get more of his blood to know."

"But if that is the case, wouldn't it be hard to control them?"

Suddenly, a man in a business suit entered the laboratory; He was wearing a mask with a fox's head design and he was bringing with him, a brief case which he placed on the table in front of the scientists. "I've heard about your problem a while ago." He smirked and the scientists stared at him, they noticed some visible burnt marks on his hand and the lateral part of his neck. "I think the answer to that involves this data."

The man in the suit opened a folder with a lot of notes and DNA sequence results, but the thing that caught one of the scientists' attention was a picture of a woman. "Her test result was hidden by the BSAA, but apparently, even her blood have adapted with the virus's effect."

"What virus was she infected with?" the other scientist read the file. "T-Phobos?"

"Control them with fear, huh?" and the man in suit nods.

"She has been added in the list of immune people, our organization needs to assemble."

The two scientists concurred and grabbed the papers from the guy, one of them grins and said. "We're leaving the specimen collection to you, too." and the masked guy glanced at the screen.

"Consider it done."


"You weren't able to meet the secretary because you had a date with this…Leon guy?" Jill asked while she was placing the flowers Claire brought, in the vase, the latter on the other hand was busy playing with her six month old nephew. "Am I right?"

"No! Jeez, We just saw each other at the parking lot… Don't you know who Leon is?"

"So, this Leon guy, Is he handsome?" "Jill smirked as she saw Claire grimace, she reached for the remote and turns the television on. "I haven't seen him. I've just heard about him from you and Chris."

"Hmmm... He's got a nice hair." Claire said, before she cooed at her nephew.

"I was asking if he's handsome and that can be answered by a yes or no." The older female said as she placed her hands on her hips and stared at her sister in law. "So, is he?"

"He is." Claire answered. "But he really has a nice hair." Tony was giggling and jumping on his aunt's lap and the redhead was too delighted to give him back to his mother.

"Oh sure, he has a nice hair. What did you do with this Leon with-a-nice hair-guy?"

"Nothing." Claire said as she stared dubiously at her sister-in-law. "We just talked about career, life, etc... whatever we thought of that moment."

"Oh...Did he call you again?"

"No, he didn't. I don't remember exchanging digits with him, or did I? I think he asked for my calling card."

"So he did." Jill said with an expecting smile.

"But for political purposes, I guess... I'm not even sure if I gave him one. I should've , considering he works in the government." Claire mutters as she tried to remember.

"Do you want some sandwich?" Jill called as she peeked behind the door leading to the kitchen. She must've been there when Claire was thinking.

"The one with TLC?" Claire said as she follows Jill while carrying Tony.

"The one with TLC." The blonde said as she saw the glint in the redhead's eyes. "I'll put Tony on his high chair, you can sit here in the stool."

Tony extends his arms towards his mother and Jill took him from Claire. "Aww, he's gonna be on his high chair." Claire said as she taps his cheek.

"So Senator Rowan, we've heard about your campaign against terrorism, what do you think about -" Jill's attention was caught by the news, even Claire, who had her eyes on it the moment she heard the name. On the television, A caucasian man was shown, he was handsome, somehow looking a bit like Tom Cruise in his younger years, and he spoke in such an elegant manner that he can probably woe any woman he wants.

"I'm sure the reporter have the hots for him." Jill said, eyes now on her son. "Senator Henry Rowan. He's met with the BSAA before when he was still working with the department of health."

"Department of Health?"

"Yeah. He's a doctor. Aside from his looks, money, he has amazing credentials."

"I'll tell that to Chris. Where is he, anyway?"

"He was called to report by the HQ, he said it's just a meeting so he'll be home soon."

"Oh...How about you? Do you plan on returning?" Claire asked as she rests her head on her hands.

Jill gave out a heavy sigh and stared at her son. "I honestly don't know about that yet. When Tony's still in my tummy, I was adamant on going back as an agent, but now he's here, I can't leave him. The BSAA superiors were understanding enough to wait for me, and Chris said he's okay with whatever I decide, but right now, I just want to be here with Tony."

"I see. I also think that's the best thing for now."

"And how about you? Are you seeing someone?" Jill teased. "Please tell me you are."

"No. As in, No time." Claire snorts, and then she got a call and excused herself to take it out of the kitchen. She came back with a pleased expression and Jill asked as she prepares Tony's food.

"Today's training day."She said as she checks her phone.

"The Muay thai session with Moira and Miranda?" Jill rolled her eyes. "I swear, you really are Chris's female version. To cope with stress you load yourself with work or do some extreme work out. I do hope you're not planning to be as large as your brother."

"Of course not! Moira and Miranda were the ones who said it was good to do Muay thai in our day offs, somehow I came to enjoy it, it helps release stress. I know you're good at it so you should join us too." The redhead walks towards her nephew and gave him an Eskimo kiss while he laughs.

"Nah… Looking after Tony is already a lot of work." Jill cackles. "Although… I do miss some action in my life."

"You're still in a really good shape, you know? Anyway, I need to go and meet them."Claire kissed Tony's crown and gave Jill a hug and the blonde accompanies her up to the door. "Tell Chris I'm fine, Ok? I'll see you soon!"


"Agent Kennedy." Leon glanced back when he heard someone call, he was walking at the hallway from the FOS briefing room, he was called to report last night. A smile formed in his face as soon as he sees who called him. "It's been a while."

"Agent Harper." He said as she walks closer to the blonde agent. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, I just came back from a mission in Iran." She said, the two of them walking side by side. "How about you? How's life treating you?"

"I've been pulled out of my vacation. It sucks." He said and shows her the folder with a classified stamp on it. "This is DSO."

"Do we really have a vacation?" she grins, she have transferred from USSS to DSO after the Lanshiang incident and after her name was cleared, they needed all the person they can get and she was immediately hired.

"They told me I have one, but they can take it from me whenever they want. This is our life." He said. "They told you about it too?"

"Yeah...Ireland?"

"The new secretary of defense better do his job well, I'm hoping they don't find anyone like Simmons." Leon said.

"He was the one who talked to you for the briefing?" Helena asked and he nods. "I hope so too. Anyway... Are you able to meet with her again?" she was referring to the raven haired spy he had always been longing for.

"Nope."

"You miss her?" Helena asked and Leon glanced at her.

"Hmm... I missed you." He grins and Helena rolled her eyes and took the answer as his way of evading her question, and she dismissed the idea. "How about you? I heard some rumors... apparently he's from the USSS too." she cackles and shakes her head in disbelief.

"Well, Do you want to meet him and hang out? He can probably introduce you to some 'agents' too." Helena said. "You should go out and date, you're wasting those good genes if you keep them to yourself."

"So you admit I'm good looking." He smirked. "I don't know anyone from my neighborhood so I go out alone which is sad."

"That's why you need to meet people." Helena gave out a sad smile. "Though, I understand, In our line of work, the more people we..."

"Hey." He taps her shoulder lightly to stop her from recalling bad memories. "I'll try." he kids as they see the exit. "I'll see you in Ireland."

"If you ever need some company, try calling. I might answer." Helena said before she rides on a black BMW parked in front of her. Leon suddenly got an idea. 'Call, huh?' He fished out his pocket and was reminded of a certain calling card.


"Did you see her?" Moira asked as she closed her locker. "They're fucking kidding, right?" The young girl shakes her head in disbelief as she glanced out of the dressing room.

"Yeah. I didn't even know it was a 'her' until she was introduced." A certain brunette with a wavy hair said while she was putting her lip stick on. "I'll handle your lawsuits against her, if she ever cause some great damage."

"Seriously, Miranda? You're going to wear makeup?" Moira asked her brunette friend.

"What? I went here to meet sponsors." She winked and Moira raised her middle finger at her. The whole Muay thai thing was Miranda's idea, the lawyer heard about a gym that's exclusively used by some politicians and she dragged Claire and Moira along for a chance meeting with possible sponsors. Miranda never practiced the art, she's just strolling around the gym looking for guys, Moira was trying but she ends up swearing to all of her trainers.

Claire, on the other hand, appreciates the art, she was familiar with some fighting skills due to her brother that's why it wasn't hard for her to do some of the moves, and she have given a thought about learning martial arts because it's not all the time someone can protect her and she doesn't want anybody protecting her. After months of training she actually mastered most, though she's still learning.

The redhead was tying her shoes as her friends banter behind her, she stared at her sparring partner, they said she's Russian, her name ending at ýakov'or something that sounds Russian. She's a blonde girl in a pixie cut, whose probably around 6'2", wearing a sports bra thus flaunting her perfectly shaped abs to them. The first time they saw her, they thought she was a boy, (but she probably is, by heart, since she winked at Moira). She's a professional and she's looking for a sparring partner just for today since her previous partner got injured, Claire was volunteered and now, the two were reluctant to let her fight.

"We already agreed for the free pass, right?" Claire said as she turns around to face the two. "Besides, nothing's gonna go wrong, If it hurts, I'll tap out immediately."

They called Claire after a while and the three of them went to the gym proper, there, they saw the Russian girl already in the ring, doing some air boxing and kicking.

"Is there no way to back out of this?" Miranda whispered at Claire's ear but the latter just shrugged. "I mean she's an expert in MMA, we're just here for one martial art."

"Let's just hope I get out of this alive." Claire said before she was asked to enter the ring.

Of course the fight was unfair even from the start, The russian was a pro and Claire was a newbie, she doesn't even want to be a professional but it was an opportunity to learn and it's a free pass if she agreed to help.

When the match started, Claire had felt that her whole training was a lie, she had no idea how to start in a somehow 'real' match and because of that she was punched in the face, tearing her lip on the process, she also had a bruise near her mouth.

"Fuck!" Moira yelled.

"Claire!" Miranda said as she clung on Moira's arm. "Oh my god, that bruise is such an eyesore."

The redhead was still standing, the referee was calling the match off but Claire saw Yakov grin, like the kind of grin that was meant to irritate a person. She nods at the referee and then the match has resumed. She needs to think fast and move fast if she wants to at least walk out with a recognizable face. Yakov then decides to give her a roundhouse kick and Claire remembers how to defend herself using her hand so she did it, one hand held Yakov's extended leg then she steps back and delivers her own roundhouse kick, which somehow overthrows the Russian.

This time, Claire was the one who had a triumphant smile and she heard the blonde swear in some foreign language while she spits blood, the redhead's smile falters when her opponent got into position and was more aggressive than before. Everyone thought that her hit was just a beginner's luck, but Claire knew what she's doing, so instead of pessimism, she lines her heels up, with narrow feet position and readies her hands.

"Man...I didn't know Claire's that good." Miranda said and Moira rolled her eyes at her."What? I can't have a bruise like that, it's bad to be seen with one especially in the court."

"Well, you never took this seriously like we did." Moira said, her eyes back to the ring.

The Russian lady, strikes first and Claire avoids it by leaping lightly backwards. After that, it was the redhead's turn and she tried an elbow hit which was dodged by her opponent, swiftly her opponent has her hand in a chopping motion at Claire's shoulder, when it made contact Claire tried to trap the Russian's hand by pressing it between her jaw and shoulder, in a split second, she moved her shoulder backward, causing Yakov to almost stumble and she used this opportunity to kick her hard in the torso, sending Yakov to lie harshly on the floor. Yakov stood up, now donning an angry expression and she punches her hands together getting ready, suddenly, she runs and tried a jump kick on Claire which she dodged, luckily.

Claire always wanted to try some flying kicks, she was able to learn the roundhouse, high and low kicks and a bit of the jump kick, she wants to do it, so she widens her gait and ran, she jumps and kicks but she did the wrong position so she stumbles and hits the air instead of her opponent, and because of that she landed on the wrong foot giving Yakov the opportunity to subdue her in a triangle choke.

"Hey! Is there a technique like that in Muay thai!?" Moira glanced at the referee but he didn't budge. "Oh Fuck! Tap out! Tap out!" the raven haired girl yelled as Claire tried to remove her enemy's hold on her.

"Claire, you're turning blue! Tap out!" Miranda adds.

Claire was suffocating, eventhough she wanted to continue, she has no idea how to effectively remove chokes, so she taps out and Yakov released her harshly, causing Claire to fall on the floor, face first, meanwhile, her opponent, cheered and went to her coaches' side, her two friends run to her giving her some towel and her water jug.

"Jesus, Claire! That was awesome! Too bad the hit failed." Miranda said while she helps her friend.

"Yeah, I mean you did well for a beginner. She trained for years and you trained for months." Moira added but Claire just nods, a bit disappointed with her kick.

"Thanks, But choking's not really part of Muay thai." She sighed. "I think I'll -" She saw some light flashing on her phone, she might have a message or a call from somebody. She picks it up and sees an unknown number. "Who can this be..."

"You shouldn't answer unknown callers." Miranda said as she peeks at her phone. "Might be some identity thief, I have cases like that."

"Yeah, I heard the news about it." Moira adds

Claire stared at her phone, she had an urge to answer it despite the warning of her friends. "Might be an emergency." she mutters and pushed the button. "Hello?"

"Finally, you answered." She recognized the voice. "Hey."

"Leon?" a smile formed in her lips as she said his name. "Hey, yourself. Why... I mean, how did you know my number?"

"I have my ways." He sounds amused.

"Ways? Oh my God, You had me investigated or something?" Claire's two companions, tried to meddle, asking her who she is talking to, but Claire ignores them.

"You left your calling card to me last time, when we had lunch."

"I see I did give you one." She said happily and realized it was weird, she clears her throat. "So, why are you calling?"

"It's a boring day off. I got nothing to do. Do you have some suggestions?" Claire cackles as she heard him say this and Moira raised a brow at her, even Miranda who was putting some make up on, stopped and glanced at her.

"Who are you talking to?" Moira asked. "Is that a guy?" the two of them moved close to her, trying to eavesdrop, but she pushed them away, and whispers 'A friend'

"Do you want to meet up?" He asked.

"Alright." suddenly she remembered something and snickers. "I think I have an idea what to do."


Leon was waiting in a chair inside a coffee shop, he swirls his cup of americano before he took a sip, his mind wandering thinking about his next mission and how he needs to deal with it. His musing was interrupted when he spots a certain redhead nearby. A smile crept into his lips as he saw her walk towards him.

"Leon! How long have you been waiting? I'm sorry I got kinda caught up." she said as she took the seat in front of him. His smile falters as he saw something on her face.

"Hey, you have some - " he watched as her hand instinctively touched the spot he was staring before she giggles.

"This? I got punched in the face." She said with a smile which got him confused. "Oh...Didn't I tell you I'm doing Muay thai training? they had me a sparring partner a while ago." She moved her bangs to show him another bruise near her left brow.

"Muay thai? Really?" He raised a brow at her before he took another sip. "Why?"

"Well... I guess I need it, you know? with the things we've been through..." she said, her voice trailing off.

"Yeah, I know." He said. "But weren't you already good with knives?" he smirked as she looked incredulously at him.

"Yeah, but what if I ran out of knives, that will be a problem."

"I don't know. Last time, you were very resourceful. Using a shoe?" and she snorts as she was reminded.

"It was a spur of the moment!"

"Right. You want something?" He asked as he was about to call the waiter, but she waves a hand.

"This is not what I was referring that we do." she checked her watch. "I have a plan to meet you here and take you somewhere."

"Take me somewhere?" He stares at her with questioning eyes. "That sounds..."

"Don't even think about it that way, Kennedy." she said as she rummaged her bag for something.

"Alright, where are you taking me?" he said as he leaned back, arms crossed. She looks up, placing a piece of paper in the table. Suddenly she dons a serious expression.

"Are you ready to see the dead rise again?" his face turned into a serious one too as he heard her say it, 'Is she asking for help?' he thought. His eyes followed as she pushed the piece of paper towards him and he shakes his head in disbelief as he read what was written in the paper.

"You know I'm always ready." He said with a smirk which made her smile.


A/N: Thanks for the review Xaori! That inspired me hihihi, and no worries, I'll try my best to update as soon as I could and improve some mistakes and plot holes. Thank you =)

I'll be having my rotation in Internal Medicine, I pray I still have time to upload and edit huhuhuhu.