The last chapter of this story! I want to thank everyone who has favorited, alerted, commented and read the story! After all these chapters I really wanted to continue on. I hope everyone enjoys the last chapter!

One Day at a Time: Chapter Ten

The sound of pouring rain. A faint noise… a word can be heard. Trees around the man. The trees fade. Suddenly the man is inside. Alone. Finally he can make out the word. "Chris." He continues to hear his name. A woman's voice. Finally everything comes into focus. The pouring rain is gone. Claire kneels besides him calling his name calmly. "Chris," she says again resting her hand against his leg.

He looks at her. They make eye contact. He looks sympathetic… however, it seems as if he is hiding something much more… dangerous.

"Chris… we have to go…" Claire stands up. Chris's doctor is behind Claire towards the hallway.

Chris looks down. He hears Claire call him a couple more time. He gets up. "I know. We need to…" He looks around. "Claire! Where are you?" The room is suddenly empty. "Claire," he calls once more. He continues to hear her call his name though. He hears his name called once more. He turns around.

"Hello Chris…"

"J… Jill…?"

Suddenly Jill appears at Chris's side. "You didn't think I'd leave you all alone… did you?"

"I… I… I don't know… Wait, whats going on here?"

"Baby… you have one final mission before we can start over again."

Chris becomes extremely confused. Then, suddenly its like a light bulb went off. "I understand…" He walks over to the closet and takes a box from the top shelf down. He opens the box. He wraps his hand around the gun and places the barrel against his forehead.

"Its time," Jill says quietly.

Chris pulls the trigger. Everything turns black. Quiet.

"Chris… Chris…"

He opens his eyes. Claire is back again. Standing before him. No time has gone by.

"We need to leave now," she says.

Chris turns back and fourth. Jill is nowhere in sight. He thinks for a moment. He leans over. He turns to the doctor. "Can I say goodbye to my sister…" He motions hinting he wants to say goodbye privately.

She nods and walks out of the room. They hear the front door close.

"Chris… Im not going anywhere. Im always going to be here," Claire says.

He grunts. He gets up and walks over to the closet.

"Whats that?" Claire says raising her hand up to her chest as she sees Chris drag the box down from the top shelf.

Chris places the box on the ground and kneels before it. He opens the box.

"Oh no…" Claire says stepping back. Chris looks up and sees Jill standing behind Claire. She smiles at him as he wraps his hand around the gun.

"We want to assure everyone that any conflicts and setbacks that we have faced have been resolved. The BSAA has a duty to protect and serve the citizens of this country. We do not and will never take anything for granted. That is all I can say at this moment, thank-you," the BSAA spokesperson said at a conference before leaving hastily.

Sheva Alomar… was she doing better? Some people say yes but the people who are slow to answer might know better. Sheva Alomar is currently placed in the rehab facility associated with the BSAA. She is confined to a wheelchair. Why? Not because her legs are immobile. All the treatments and techniques that were performed has left the woman with no power to move herself… at least at this point in time. No one will ever know if she will get better.

Three Weeks Later:

"He's awake!" Claire comes running from the hospital room. She runs back into the room. A few seconds later a doctor and nurse come following.

Chris has finally awaken from the coma he was in and after firing the gun into his own self.

The doctor goes around to the side of the hospital bed. He checks Chris out. He looks into his eyes and monitors his heart rate among a few other things. His eyes are opened, normally now. No speech however. The doctors weren't sure if his speech would ever return.

Two Weeks Later:

Claire feels someone tap her shoulder. She picks her head up and looks at Chris who is laying in the hospital bed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have fallen asleep," she says stretching.

"Who… who are you?" Chris asks staring blankly at her.

"Chris! You can talk! Im so happy," she says wrapping her arms around him. "Its me, Claire, don't you remember me?"

"Claire… you're not Claire. Last time I saw Claire was… 1998. When I left for Raccoon City."

"Uh… stay here. I'll be right back…" Claire rushes into the hallway. She catches the doctor. "He doesn't remember anything. He doesn't remember me."

"Claire, you knew this was a risk. He severely damaged his brain. His memory has a 99 percent chance of never returning. He remembers what he does and that's most likely it…"

Claire walks slowly back into the room. "I remember you," Chris says quietly. Claire rushes over. "But… you look so different. You're going to be 19 soon, right?"

"Oh…" Claire looks down. "Chris… I have something to tell you…"

A woman grunts as she is pulling herself up on the parallel bars. She makes it to the end. A man wraps her arms around him and places her into the wheelchair. "Thanks," she says.

"You're doing better! Im so proud of you!"

Sheva smiles at the man.

The BSAA has changed… well at far as the general public can see. They claim to be serving the citizens as well as they can be. Sheva is almost back to her old self. She is scheduled to leave and return home within the next week.

Whats number one on her check list? To visit her old partner, Chris Redfield.

Claire leaves the hospital room after going through the last 12 years of events. Chris still doesn't believe her. He is trying so hard to remember. He hears a whisper next to him. His name is being called. He turns. Jill is sitting in the chair. "Who are you? What are you doing here!"

"Oh, baby. You knew I wouldn't leave you." She walks over to him.

"This isn't real! Please stop!" Chris is more then confused now especially since he doesn't even know who Jill is anymore. "Please stop!" He gets up and tries to walk out into the hall. The monitors start to alert. A nurse runs in. Chris begins to struggle as another nurse enters the room. A doctor enters with some security guards. "Stop!" Chris screams out one more time as he hears Jill laughing. The doctors sedate him.

Was Chris seeing a ghost? Has he gone completely insane? Not exactly. The grief from killing his partner caused severe emotional damage. As a result of denial he made his own reality out of a memory of his former partner. However, the memory was flawed and the outcome turned out to be much worse.

Chris lays in the hospital bed. He is strapped down. He wakes up and starts to shake. He cannot move. Jill walks over to him. She stares down at him. Another woman walks beside Jill. Her hair is short. Chris sees a glimpse of the medic emblem. She leans over and asks Chris. "Can you find me?" She vanishes. Jill Then leans over and asks the same question. "Can you find me?" She vanishes as well.

Chris will never understand what exactly the women meant…

Now, Chris is forever haunted by a tainted vague memory of his former partner…

Water can be heard dripping. A ceiling light swings as the breeze blows throw the small dark room. A fence towards the back of the room. A woman can be heard crying. He hands are confined to the fence. She is to tired to struggle anymore. Her short disheveled hair. She hangs her head low. Beside her a woman lays. Her longish hair in an untidy ponytail.

A man walks in. He has a sinister grin as he stares at the two women. "Hmm… Lets see if you're going to be able to tell me what I need today" he laughs as he walks over to them…

I had a pretty hard time writing the ending trying to make it just right without giving that much away. Like I said earlier after all the chapters I really wanted this story to continue on... after this chapter its obvious that the story can go on. I might possibly write another story revolving around the woman... women who are captured, one being Rebecca Chambers.

Thank-you all for reading!