LoveSTARS

by Bad Ass Mutha Fucka

Jill Valentine was starting a new career and a new life, Chris Redfield was trying to forget what happened to him ... what will happen when they meet each other for the first time ... Chapter 6 is finally here.

2. Meet STARS

Samuel L. Jackson - … and you two were transported by him?

Rebecca – pretty much

Samuel L. Jackson – huh … well how much longer does he have

Rebecca – he should get up any minute now

Billy – finally

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – uhhhhhhhhh … what the hell happened

Rebecca – you were bitten by a poisonous snake; I gave you a shot of serum, you should be O.K.

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – are you serious

Billy – nah, we're just fuckin' with ya

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – oh … am I hallucinating, because I see Samuel L. Jackson right in front of me

Samuel L. Jackson – no kid, it's really me

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – really … I'm just curious, why are you here

Samuel L. Jackson – just stopping by

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – cool … hey listen, you've seen the situation we have, could you help us out, since you've done this before

Samuel L. Jackson – of course, but first, I want to hear more

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – alright, well pull up a chair

Billy – let's get this show on the road

Chapter 2 Meet S.T.A.R.S.

Jill woke up peacefully, although she was still trying to contemplate the dream she had last night. It began with that Chris guy kissing her down the neckline which lead to his wandering hands feeling her breasts underneath her light blue combat shirt and then all of a sudden his face flashed three times and she woke up. At the time she didn't know what to think, so she went back to bed. When she woke up again, she decided to take a shower and prepare herself for her first day at work

As she pressed a button and the shower began to caress her shoulders lovingly, she decided to further examine her dream. "What the hell happened last night" she said to herself. "It was so weird … was it an erotic dream … it didn't feel like one exactly … but why was that Chris kissing and feeling me." Then a sudden felling struck her. "Was it love I was feeling … no, that's impossible … I only met the guy for a couple hours … I mean he was handsome, but …" She disregarded it, just thinking it was only a dream and dried herself of with a towel. She prepped herself, make – up and all and put on her clothes. She also remembered to bring her uniform that she picked out for herself – it was a simple, but gorgeous outfit consisting of a beret with the S.T.A.R.S. emblem embroided into it, navy shoulder pads, a light blue shirt with the S.T.A.R.S. logo represented on her back and on the sleeve of her shirt and tight fitting combat pants. She had liked what she had picked out for it, because she didn't want a plain, boring uniform and preferred a more fashionable one. All of it was stuffed into a bag and she headed out the door.

At around the same Jill was showering, Chris Redfield woke up peacefully; although he was still trying to contemplate the dream he had last night. It consisted of him kissing that new girl Jill down the neckline and feeling her up and then her face flashed before him; he woke up and now he was already done showering when something hit him … was it love. "It can't be Redfield" Chris thought. "You just met the girl for Christ sake; you're mind just playing trick on you to forget that bitch that broke your heart." However, for some reason he couldn't totally convince himself, but shrugged it off and finished getting ready.

He started up his red mustang and floored it trying to escape his mind's tormenting behavior. "Just get to know her more and see if you actually like her" he told himself. "You don't want to go through that again." His mind flashed once again to that woman that betrayed him, her agonizingly beautiful face still haunting him, refusing to leave. He did receive his vengeance when he kicked the shit out of the guy that she had been sleeping with, but he wished he could express to her how he truly despised even the thought of her, but he hadn't seen her in a month and the thought of the confrontation was improbable in Chris's mind.

Chris finally entered the R.P.D. parking lot and exited his car nonchalantly. He assumed he was going to be the first one there besides the night – shift since he woke up early, but right as he was about to enter the building he noticed a familiar person walk up to him. "No … it can't be …" It was Jill Valentine from Yesterday and his dream flooded his mind again as her supple curves swayed from side to side. "Ah great, what do I do" he thought.

"Hey Chris?"

Chris heard the echo of the lone woman. "Hi, Jill isn't it." He put out his hand and they both shook as a friendly gesture. "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

"Eh, Wesker said all new recruits should arrive bright and early … are you the only other one here."

"Well yeah, except for the night shift."

"The night shift?"

"Yeah; every so often, Chief Irons has two guys stay the night in case of an emergency."

"Does every cop have to do that?"

"Yep … it's a real pain in the ass."

"That sucks." They both stood there, staring at each other awkwardly. They both wondered if the other person could suspect the "erotic dream" they had of each other.

"Uh … so you want me to show you around the station; so you know where everything is; nobody else is going to be here for another hour or so?"

"Sure, sounds great." Chris turned to face the door.

"Hey, before I open the door, what's in the bag?"

"Oh, just my S.T.A.R.S. uniform … are you wearing yours? Jill looked at Chris who was wearing a white shirt with the S.T.A.R.S. emblem on his sleeve and on the back of his green bullet – proof vest with a brown knife sheath and tan cargo pants … Jill was very impressed in the way he dressed; it complimented his body really well and a light blush began to envelope Jill's cheeks which forced her to look away to conceal the blush.

Chris noticed the blushed and just smiled. "Yeah, this is what I always wear to the office and all S.T.A.R.S. members wear their special combat uniform, so you should get in the habit of wearing yours.

"Thanks for the tip; I'll show you mine as soon as I can change."

Chris smiled increased wondering how hot she looked in a tight little uniform, but shrugged it off because he was always a gentleman and had to act like one in the presence of a lady. He attempted to open the door, but the door refused to open indicating that it was locked. He realized that Kevin and Marvin weren't watching the door.

"Dumbasses" Chris mumbled. "Hold on a sec Jill." He scrolled down on his hi – tech cell phone, until it reached Kevin Ryman's number.

"Hey Chris what's up" Kevin asked, glad to hear his friend at this hour.

"Uh Kevin … open the door."

"What?"

"Look, me and the new recruit are outside the station and want to get in … look at the security cam in front of the building … see?"

"Oh I see … oh shit, is that the new recruit?"

"Yeah, now please open the door."

"Hey Chris, would you tap that ass?"

"Look, just open the fucking door?" The phone went dead and the ominous beep of the door unlocking was heard. Both Chris and Jill opened the door and were soon greeted by a brown haired Caucasian and a black haired African – American.

"What's up Chris" Marvin asked.

"Nothing much Marv … I like you to meet Jill Valentine, the new recruit."

"It's a pleasure to meet you" Marvin said and shook her hand. "I'm Marvin Branagh."

"And you must be Kevin."

"Yeah, I'm Kevin Ryman, the guy who opened the door. They all shared a brief laugh.

"Well I'm going to show Jill around …you guys can take off and get some rest."

"Thanks man" Kevin said, relieved that he could finally get some much needed shut eye. "Hey, you coming to the bar with us two losers and the rest of the guys from S.T.A.R.S."

"Of course … you two don't walk in to any trees now."

"I won't, I don't know about this guy right here" Marvin stated.

"Hey, you'll see tonight that I'll score with Cindy."

"Whatever … see ya Chris and it was nice meeting you Jill."

"Thanks … good bye."

Both guys walked out the door and the two began to walk around the gigantic police station.

"Hey Chris, are those guys on S.T.A.R.S. too" Jill asked wondering who else would be working with her.

"No, but they should be."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Chief Irons has the final say in who is selected into S.T.A.R.S. even though Wesker recruits the people and … well, Kevin makes fun of Chief Irons weight issue right to his face and Marvin is black, so he's out of the picture."

"You mean …"

"Yeah, he's a racist old bastard … it's a shame, but he had to let one guy, Kenneth on so he didn't look that bad … but we all know he hates black people."

The rest of the tour was filled with Q's and A's that seemed to last forever and Jill almost forgot her stuff on two separate occasions. When they were done, Chris escorted her back to the main hall.

"Damn, this place is huge."

"Yeah it is, it used to be an art museum."

"Was it really?"

Her question was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door open.

"Damnit; Kevin and Marv, I'm gonna have both your asses on a silver platter for leaving the door …" Wesker suddenly noticed that only Chris and Jill were there.

"Oh … hey Chris, where's ebony and ivory."

"They left when I arrived, so they could sleep."

"Well that's O.K. I guess … oh where are my manors, hello Jill, I trust Chris gave you a tour of the building already?"

"Yes, he did and did an excellent job by the way" Jill replied and flashed her angelic smile towards Chris who almost had his knees buckle from her soft, sapphire gaze.

"Of course he did, Chris is one of my main men, but he still isn't old enough to be a Wiseman."

"A Wiseman?"

"Yeah, it's only for the most experienced police offices and we're all over thirty, but all under thirty – three."

"Yeah right Wesker, it's just an excuse for you Barry, Kenneth and Enrico to get drunk during the middle of the day."

"Well, you got me there" and Wesker laughed hardily, his sunglasses nearly falling off.

"Alright, Chris I can take it from here; you can do whatever."

"What?"

"Well I got to show her the office she'll be working in and approve her uniform, but don't worry, you two lovebirds can catch up later."

This comment made both Chris and Jill blush, so Chris decided to leave and head to his office. He entered the office and sunk straight into his chair, trying to figure what emotion he was feeling. That encounter with Jill was different; he knew it, but what was it. For some reason, Chris couldn't stop thinking about her short, brunette hair fluttering from her bright, white skin complemented with two stunning sapphire eyes that seemed to make Chris's heart leap out of the confines of his body … and let's not start with her supple breasts, luscious hips and tight … "Snap out of it" he quickly told himself, soon realizing a hard sensation begin to take shape in his pants. "Goddamnit, what the hell has gotten in to me? Why can't I stop thinking about her, I mean, it isn't the first hot girl you've met." His mind began to wonder back to the fact that it could be something more powerful than sexual attraction … was it love? "I got to clear my mind … uh, let's see what work I have to do today." He forced his mind to come back to his job.

"Before I show you to your office Ms. Valentine, I think I should approve your uniform first." Wesker said in a light – hearted, innocent voice. There's a fitting room next door, go try it on and I'll tell you what I think."

Jill nodded in approval, following his order and walked into the room that was fitted with a beautiful, jeweled encrusted full body mirror and soft, leather sofas. "Who pays for this shit" thought Jill and began to undress from her normal attire. When she put on her combat uniform, she did a once over to make sure she looked perfect and exited. Wesker had a pleased expression on his face.

"My, my Jill, you certainly have taste. I suppose it's alright; I'll finish the paperwork … O.K.?"

"Yes sir, and thank you for the complement."

"Anytime dear, now let's show you your office. She began to follow Wesker down a narrow corridor.

"Hey Wesker can I ask you a question?"

"Sure … what is it?"

"Why do you always have sunglasses on?"

"Why, you don't like them?"

"No, they're pretty damn cool, but it's kinda strange to have sunglasses on a cloudy day."

Wesker sighed out deeply, realizing she would find out sooner or later. "I wear the sunglasses every day because … well … I'm an albino and my eyes are red as hell itself; my hair would be white if I didn't have it permanently changed to blonde."

"Oh … I'm sorry to of brought it up."

"No it's O.K., you didn't know. They were silent for the rest of the way until they reached an office numbered 203. "Ms. Valentine, welcome to your new home."

Chris was wondering if anyone was going to show up, realizing it had been an hour and a half since he arrived, when the door suddenly swung open. It was Wesker, but with Jill!!! His mind raced with excitement as the two entered the room.

"Your desk is the far one at the end next to Chris's; make yourself at home, I got to open up the station to the guys who just arrived. Wesker left and suddenly, it was just Chris and Jill left remaining in the empty room.

Chris couldn't even open his mouth he was so stunned by how gorgeous Jill looked right at that instant. The beret especially caught his mind; it was a nice touch to the blue outfit.

"Hey Chris, like my uniform?"

Now it was Chris's turn to blush. He had to swallow hard to alleviate the pressure that was building up in his throat. "Yeah, I like it; it really … uh … brings out your eyes."

"Really? That's what I thought." They both gave an uncomfortable laugh, but an awkward silence soon loomed through the air.

"I didn't think she'd look that amazing … ah fuck Redfield, what do I do."

"Is he gonna say something" Jill thought. The silence intensified to an insurmountable point.

"Knock, knock."

"Rick, man how's it going" Chris said, relieved that the silence had diminished.

"Not much Redfield, not much … hey, who's this pretty lady?"

"Hello, my name is Jill Valentine, the new Alpha Team recruit."

"Nice to meet you Jill, I'm Richard Aiken, Bravo team; my friends call me Rick or Dick."

"Well Rick, you are quite the dick.'

Richard laughed hard at the joke. "Ah Redfield, that joke never gets old. Hey, the rest of da boyz are already here; you want to join them?"

"Sure … Jill, there's some lady officers downstairs too. If you want you can down at meet them."

"Sounds great, I'll be down in a minute."

"Alright, see you later" Chris acknowledged.

"Bye, see you boys later." When the door closed, Jill just stared at the S.T.A.R.S. emblem that was posted against the wall. "Damnit Jilly, are you in love?"

Three hours later, all the members of S.T.A.R.S. were standing on the balcony of the R.P.D. building that gave them an exclusive view of some of the city. They were discussing some trivial issues before an intriguing one surfaced.

"So … have you guys seen the new girl" Joseph asked everyone.

"What girl" Forrest inquired.

"Are you talking about the Jill girl" Richard asked.

"Yeah, have you seen her?"

"Hell yeah I did, she was talking to Chris in the office. All eyes circled towards Chris who was kind of embarrassed.

"What?"

"Is she hot" said Edward who was trying to survey the situation.

"Oh yeah" Joseph replied. "Every guy here would fuck her in a heartbeat if we could."

"Is she really that hot" said Kenneth.

"Well let's just say, Wesker has fine taste."

"Lets here it for Wesker" Richard responded.

"Hey don't look at me; it was Chris who was making the moves with her earlier."

"What are you talking about Wesker?"

"Oh come on, she couldn't stop asking about you and I could tell you were turned on by her tight little uniform."

"Chris, you dog, man if she's as good as they say youse a baaad man" said Enrico, joking around with all of his colleagues.

"Oh please, I bet she's nothin' compared to my Kathy at home" Barry boasted.

"Shut up Barry, we can't all be as lucky as you" Brad said a hint of anger in his voice.

"Alright, let's come down" Chris said, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Hey, it's not my fault you couldn't give it to your wife when she wanted it" Barry replied.

The comment set Brad off and was about to attack Barry when the lady officers came in.

"What's up Wesker" Rita said, wondering why the guys were circling around each other.

"Nothing much, just trying to settle a dispute … I see you met Jill." Jill was one of the girls walking towards the men.

"Yeah, she's nice; I'm surprised the guys haven't picked at her like vultures yet. Every guy suddenly focused all of their attention to the beautiful brunette that had just entered.

"Let me guess … you must be Jill" Forrest said.

"Yeah that's me, but I haven't met all of you yet."

"Well I'm Forrest Speyer, the Blondie is Rick who you already met with Chris and Joseph; the guy with the 'stache is Enrico, the black dude is Ken, the guy in the yellow vest is Brad, the guy with the big ass magnum is Barry, Ed is the guy next to the balcony edge and the man with the black shades is Wesker, course you already know him."

"Wow … well it's glad to meet all of you and I assume all of you are coming to the bar later with me and the girls."

"Yeah, they'll explain to you what to do at J's, but I guess it will be a nice way to celebrate your first day."

"Thanks Forrest and I'll especially be expecting you Chris to be there. With that, her and the rest of the lady officers left with the guys jealous as hell over Chris.

"You lucky bastard" Joseph said.

"Eh, what did you expect" Chris responded, a huge grin widening across his face.

"I'd like to thank myself with hooking them up" Wesker said.

"Whatever" Chris replied.

"So Chris … is she the new Kelley" Forrest joked. The remark tore into Chris and was flooded with all the painful memories that were associated with that mischievous brown haired beauty; the pain felt like a freight train running through the middle of his head.

"Dude what the hell" Chris responded.

"What … you two are …"
"Yes we're over, so shut the fuck up before I flip you over the balcony."

"Damn you're a little defensive" Forrest replied.

Chris realized he was getting out of line and apologized to Forrest.

"Alright … let's bring something else up" Wesker said, saving the conversation. They talked for about another ten minutes before the break ended and they went back to work.

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – so now we know why Wesker is always wearing sunglasses

Billy – huh … I never knew that

Rebecca – well you never really met him

Billy – so, what's that suppose to mean

Rebecca – uh … you know you have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen

Billy – thanks … you wanna make – out

Rebecca – of course I would

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – oh my god … anyway Samuel L. Jackson, what did you think

Samuel L. Jackson – I liked it, but that little bitch ass Chief Irons deserves what's coming to him later

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – anyway, can you help me out with the little mess?

Samuel L. Jackson – of course, but we'll need those two

Rebecca – Billy

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – what the fuck … well, I better go get my broom

Samuel L. Jackson – go ahead, I'll keep an eye on them

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – so what did my loyal fans think of this chapter … a little long, I know, but just you wait until the next chapter … and as always, review because you are awesome

Samuel L. Jackson – yo, I'm about to bust a cap in both yo' asses if you don't get up and clean up this mess

Bad Ass Mutha Fucka – ah shit