Disclaimer: The characters are owned by Capcom, I'm just trying to fix their mess. Spoilers for rE6.

25 January 2013

"Well, it's not like I can stay here." She dropped her shoulder, brushing off the well meaning hand that had been there. "Even if they found him, I can't stay here." For a month now she had been in Edonia. Chris was gone and she needed to go home. Needed the resources she had there to find him.

They would find him dammit. Jill wouldn't entertain any other thoughts. He was alive and okay dammit. She would know if he were dead.

The older doctor nodded and shoved his hands into the pockets of his lab coat. "I understand Ms. Valentine. But in your condition-"

An angry slice of her hand in the air cut him off. "My condition is fine." He looked like he wanted to argue but didn't.

The stress of the last month had almost killed her. Chris had dropped off the grid somehow. Completely. Totally. She'd already been to every single place she could think of. If he'd been in his right mind she'd have found him by now. Hell if he'd been in his right mind this never would have happened. Unfortunately the docs suspected some type of traumatic amnesia. It was likely he didn't even know his own name, let alone know the places he would normally go. Desperately, she was hoping he was operating under instinct because that was something she would be able to predict. Something she could count on.

In her hands she held Piers' latest report. It was Eyes Only for her alone. He'd been looking for his missing captain this last month.

It's possible I missed him in Germany. Someone fitting his description had been seen in one of the local bars, but no one was willing to talk to me about it. Seems who ever it was had caused a lot of problems and nearly killed two men in a bar fight. Sounds like our boy.

It's not clear how he would have even gotten here. He left everything he had with him at the hospital. We hadn't retrieved his belongings from the original holding facility yet. His wallet, ID and everything was left in the bag he brought with him when he left home.

The bartender did tell me that this man seemed very confused. Aside from the violence, he didn't seem to know where he was. Stated he always seemed "like he was lost." No names were ever mentioned and no one was even sure where he was staying. After the incident several patrons tried hunting him down, no doubt for revenge, but were unable to track him.

I firmly believe I was close Director. I promise you, I will find him for you.

Blue-grey eyes closed and she took a deep breath. Piers had been close. Surely this couldn't last long. Right?

All other thoughts were shoved from her mind and she rushed to the bathroom and puked up what little she had in her stomach. Resting her head against the cool rim she prayed for his safe return. She couldn't live without him. Couldn't do this without him.

"Where are you Chris?" she whispered. "I need you with me."

14 February 2013

Jill gripped her cell tight and closed her eyes. "Thanks Claire." Another miss. The man was like smoke, disappearing with the wind every time they got close. Claire had lost him in the crowd in Spain. Or at least the person she thought was him.

In the last few weeks rumors had been circulating from all over about their lost man. He'd been spotted various places. Of course she used the word spotted loosely. None of the rumors had been confirmed completely. Some of them sounded likely, but a lot of them were obviously not him. Really, it shouldn't be so hard to find him should it? Then again maybe it was just in her mind that he stood out. His dark hair stood up all over the place, especially right out of bed or the shower. Medium brown eyes were always warm when they looked at her. He was tall, but he wasn't a giant. A small smile played on her lips. OK, he kind of was. But there had been enough information that she'd been able to dismiss some of the leads out right. She didn't have enough operatives to be able to follow every lead. They had to be cleaned out. However people were grumbling about all the resources she had placed on locating one single person. Let them try to stop her from doing it. She'd damn well bring the BSAA to their knees.

Right now she had Barry in Afghanistan of all places, though in all honesty she didn't think he was there. Claire was leaving Spain tomorrow. Sheva and Josh had been all over Africa tracking down leads for the last six weeks. Leon had sent a half dozen men to more locations than she could even remember. Her head was hurting with this. Piers had reported in with nothing new. She wanted to beat her head against the wall in frustration.

Her stomach took that moment to begin its heaves and she made a mad dash for the bathroom. At least she was home now. Being sick some place that wasn't home was always the worst. And that's exactly what was happening to Chris. He was very sick and far, far from home. When the worst had passed she rinsed her mouth and dropped onto their bed.

God she missed him. They hadn't spend more than a night apart until this since she'd been rescued. He'd spent every waking hour, and most of the sleeping hours, by her side. The process had been so slow, for both of them, but they'd pushed through.

Now this. Fate was a cruel bitch and Jill would have gladly strangled her right then.

With a heavy heart she fell asleep.

28 February 2013

"Happy Birthday Jill."

The brunette attempted a smile but failed miserably. "Thanks Barry."

The big man gave her a hug and she returned it. When he sat down she picked up her glass of ice water and sipped. She had never been more miserable. Chris was gone and her own body was fighting against her. Nausea was her constant companion now.

"You OK?"

"As well as can be expected." It was the most honest answer she could give him. Very few people had all of the details and she wanted to keep it that way.

Nodding, he reached for her hand and squeezed. "If he knew, nothing would keep him from being here."

"I know." She closed her eyes tight. "I think that scares me the most. He doesn't know and maybe he never will. Maybe he never remembers."

His laugh forced her eyes open. "I can guarantee you that if we can catch up with him you will be the only thing on his mind."

"You can't tell him Barry."

"I won't have to. You've kept him going more than once. I have a hard time believing this is any different. His brains may have gotten scrambled but you're in his heart. Always have been."