For some reason I thought I uploaded the second part a long time ago. My apologies, for this was long overdue. It's short and to the point. I'd like to thank all the reviewers and alerts and favs that were given to this story. A special thanks to KnightOfNevermore who was kind enough to place Safe in her community titled Love Through Trauma. On another note, I haven't been on this site in such a long time and I hope to return.
Chris knew that Jill was tormented. He could see it in her eyes. It was in the way she moved and how she observed her surroundings awaiting some impending danger. It was expected under the circumstances. Anyone having been kept under control for so long couldn't possibly be at ease. Even now that she was home she wasn't comfortable. Would she ever be? he had asked himself this very question many times. Would he be enough to comfort her? Did she still confide in him? Even now he longed to reach out and hold her, to be able to keep her in his arms and protect her from everything and anything. Though he knew she wouldn't allow such a thing. Jill was a strong woman who was prideful in her abilities. The Jill Valentine that he knew would never need anyone's help to recover.
Even now he could see that she was prevailing in her attempts, it had all started with some minor changes. Her hair was dyed back to its original brunette color and she had just recently reinstated herself with the B.S.A.A. which he was more than proud of her. He was ecstatic to have his partner back at his side. To him it had felt as though eons had gone by when she wasn't there with him. He would be a fool to not admit to himself that he was madly in love with Jill.
Looking at her now he could see that she was also pensive. He wondered what was going on in her mind; she had this look of determination an intensity that he had only seen in her a few times. The first time was the fall of Umbrella and the most recent being the demise of Albert Wesker. Wanting to bring her out of her reverie and whichever memories that were plaguing her he spoke aloud.
"Jill, are you okay?"
Calmness replaced the intensity that were in those blue irises. Her eyes met his with a newly found understanding. "I'm fine Chris." she said reaching out to grab his hand with hers. "I'm with you." Chris understood the meaning of those words. They meant to not worry because as long as they were together everything would be alright. "Good, now can you please order? I'm starving. I was close to ordering you a sandwich if you don't speak up." he said getting the desired result a smiling Jill.