Chapter 4

Leon sat in the interrogation room and looked in the mans eyes, "Leave Sherry alone. She's innocent!" he slammed his fist into the table from anger. He wasn't going to let anything happen to the young Birkin.

"She knows too much," the man replied in a monotonous tone. He was 'supposed to be' a US government agent. He had no actual proof besides a badge and the suit on his back.

The man continued with his eyes locked on Leon's' "But you have value. This is a good deal. Make your choice."

Leon closed his eyes and sharply responded, "Fine. But I want to know where Sherry is at ALL times."

I'm so sorry, Claire... Please forgive me.

The man nodded and stood up, "Very well." he exited the room and left Leon alone.

"What the hell have I done?" whispered Leon as he placed his hands on his forehead. He didn't want to give Sherry up, but he had to for her sake. She needed to be placed in protective custody and put in a good home. Leon and Claire couldn't give that to her. Not even if they did stay together and take care of her.

He sighed when he thought about Claire. It had only been a few days that she left. He wondered where she was, or if she was ok. But he knew someone that could help him find her. One man that could bring them back together.

Leon had to find Chris Redfield. And with the deal that he just made, he finally could.

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A few months later

She couldn't believe it, Claire Redfield just couldn't freaking believe it. Zombies. Zombies on an island, with a low chance of escape. Luckily she found the combat knife on the table next to Rodrigo. He needed some hemostatic medicine, and she was going to find some.

Claire slashed the chest of the last zombie and cringed. They were all naked, and they must have recently died. She stepped over it's body and headed to the door. The door gave off an awful noise as she pushed it open.

As Claire walked next to a wrecked truck, she jumped back when bullets shot out at her feet. She lunged behind the truck and took cover.

"Shit!" spat Claire as she looked around. Her mind was racing as she tried to figure out a plan. She looked down at the corpse of a guard and saw a handgun.

Thank you, God.

She checked the clip and smiled to herself, it was completely full. Her body moved quickly and shot out the light that was above the unknown shooter.

"Wah! Wait! Don't shoot!" cried out a voice. The shadow ducked down from her shots and covered.

"How are you?!" screamed Claire in an irritated voice. She wasn't in the mood for this, she had to get out of this place!

"Huh? You're not a zombie? Oh great, wait right there, I'm coming over." the body that belonged to the voice jumped down and landed in front of her. The boy began to speak again, "Uh sorry about that little misunderstanding, but I thought that you were one of the mons-"

"Shut up!" interrupted Claire, "Make one wrong move and I'll shoot!" she gave off a glare and kept her gun pointed to the redheads' face.

"Relax beautiful," after those words slipped from his mouth, she became angrier, "I said I was sorry. My name is Steve. I was a prisoner on this island, and I'm guessing that you're not from Umbrella either."

"No." stated Claire harshly, "I'm Claire. Claire Redfield." she let her gun down and tucked it in the back of her pants. She glanced around the courtyard and saw a huge gate.

"Claire, hmm nice, I'll remember that. Hey I heard there's an airport around here, once I find it I can finally escape from this crazy island. I'll see ya." he ran towards a door and opened it.

"Hey wait up!" shouted Claire as she ran up to him. Nobody should go at this place alone. Zombies were around, and there was bound to be other monsters.

"I don't want you following me, lady. You'll only slow me down." he closed the door behind him.

"Great. What a little asshole."

Claire sighed loudly and looked at the door. She needed to get out of here and find her brother. But she also wanted to get out and be with Leon and Sherry. She hadn't seen them in a few months and she really missed them.

Even after you treated them like shit. I bet Leon's found someone else and forgotten all about you. Claire, you are a dumbass when it comes to men. You're so dense.

After her little scolding to herself, she headed over to the door and tested the handle. That kid didn't lock it, so she opened the door and stepped inside...

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Leon sat in a cold, dark car and looked out into the street. He watched the man with spiky brown hair exit his building. He looked like her a lot, the street lights showed that off to him.

Chris started off down the street, looking behind his shoulder every few seconds. He looked nervous as hell; paranoid.

The ex-rookie got out of his car and started to slowly follow him. He needed to speak with her brother. Leon's feet paced the pavement behind the older Redfield. Leon decided to be careful since Chris was undoubtedly armed.

He followed him for a few blocks and turned the corner. Chris was gone, it was like he disappeared into thin air. Leon heard a noise from above and shifted his eyes up. Chris jumped down from the fire escape and landed on top of him.

"Who the fuck are you?! Why are you following me?" Chris grabbed Leon's bad arm and held it behind his back forcibly.

"My name is Leon! I'm friends with Claire, she's looking for you!!" Leon tried to hold in a cry of pain as Chris almost pulled his arm out of the socket.

"Claire?! Where the fuck is she, you bastard!" spat Chris. He turned Leon over and looked at him in the eye, "Where is my little sister?"

"I don't know, she ran off looking for you after we left Raccoon City! My name is Leon Kennedy, I was a rookie for the R.P.D. See?!" he pulled his old badge off with his good hand and showed it to the older man.

Chris looked at the badge and then back at Leon, "Raccoon City? Oh my God... Claire was there during the outbreak!" Chris sat down on the ground, speechless.

"Yeah. She, a little girl, and I escaped the city. Claire ran off a few months ago to find you. She was going to the HQ in Paris, because that's what you wrote in your journal."

Redfield looked at Leon and frowned, "I tired to leave her alone to save her. My sister..."

Leon squeezed his shoulder and looked back at him, "We'll find her, I promise. She'll come back. I gave her my email address if anything happened. Hopefully she wont still hate me and write soon."

Chris looked at the young man and nodded, "Ok, let's get going. We're being followed."

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Claire entered the building and saw a metal detector. She ignored the computer that told her to put her metal items in that box. She wasn't about to give up her handgun when there was zombies around.

As she passed through, sirens went off and the shutters fell over the windows and doorway. Blocking off the way she needed to go.

"Dammit." muttered Claire as she walked back and placed all of her metal things in the box. She took the lighter out of her vest pocket and smiled, Chris gave it to her as a gift.

She walked thought the detector again and sighed in relief as she got to the other room. She glanced around and then headed to the door that was off to the left. As Claire opened it, she heard a small clattering noise.

"Chris Redfield..." questioned the boy from before. Claire looked at him and tilted her head to the side, "What are you doing here?"

Steve turned around from the computer screen and looked at her, "Chris Redfield... Is he a relative of yours or something?"

She looked at him and replied, "You mean my brother?" Steve looked at her and smirked slightly, "Ahh, you're siblings. Well it seems your brother is under surveillance by Umbrella."

"What?!" Claire brushed past him and looked at the picture of her brother on the computer, "I've got to write Leon and tell him to let my brother know he's being monitored. It's a good thing I have access to an outside connection from here."

Claire felt awkward as she wrote to Leon, she hadn't spoken to him in months.

Hopefully he would check his email and tell Chris. Then she thought, hopefully Leon would find Chris in the first place and tell him. Dammit. she'll still have to try.

Steve walked over to the door on the right and tried to open it, but it wouldn't even budge. So he started pressing random buttons on the numerical pad that was on the wall, "Well that file shows the latitude and longitude of this place. Ha, why don't you send your brother the coordinates and ask him to come help?" he played with the little lever and gripped it tightly.

The young Redfield broke her concentration from Leon's email and looked back at Steve, "Thanks! I'll do that!" she added the location file into the email and went back to choosing the right words for her to say. She didn't want Leon to worry about her, she just wanted him to warm Chris.

"Heyyy. I was just kidding! There's no way he could get here, even if he is your brother." he crossed his arms and pouted like a little kid.

Claire frowned and sharply responded, "Yes he can, I'm sure of it." she finished the email and glanced back at Steve for a second.

"No way!" he shouted, "He wont come! You'll end up disappointed if you rely on others! Believe me, I know!" the boy ran off on the other direction and left Claire by herself.

"What was that all about?" she turned back to the computer and pressed send. "Please Leon, please get this email."

Claire sat down in the chair and sighed. She was tired already, and there still was a lot to do. Her eyes closed for a second and flashbacks of her and Leon crossed her mind. How she wished that she was in his strong arms right now, holding her close to himself.

She should've let him come with her to Paris, then she wouldn't be alone here. But Claire completely blew their chances of getting together afterwards. A moan from a hungry zombie filled her ears and she stirred. She had to get a move on, or she'd never see Chris, Leon, or Sherry ever again.

A/N: This chapter is gargantuan and it was written quickly! The next will be post-CV and a reunion between Leon and Claire. It's not over yet!! And I was getting a headache as I wrote Steve's part. See? He ruins everything, even my day. XD