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Jill was relieved to see that the sun was coming up. She didn't know exactly how many hours they were lying in the same position, but she knew that the sunlight would make everything easier. It was very difficult to stay still as she could not see anything, specially in that situation.

With some fabric on his body and in the proximity to Jill, Chris no longer had his hand cold, but warm. Jill had held Chris's hand all night, listening to his breathing, she sometimes heard him mumbling something and at times moaning in pain. In those moments, Jill stroked his hand with the tip of her fingers. She knew this wouldn't relieve the pain he felt, but she hoped it would at least make him feel that he was not alone. In the last hours she noticed that he seemed profoundly asleep.

When the hut was finally illuminated by the morning light, Jill watched Chris more closely. He was still sleeping heavily, as in the last hours. She tried to release her hand, but he was holding her tightly and Jill had no courage to pull it back. She got her other hand to his face, running the tips of her fingers down Chris' face. When Jill did that, she heard him sigh and she smiled.

That was one of the rare moments where she did something without thinking, without questioning and without worrying. She tried to deny, but she really felt a tenderness for that man and not because he was that way. Seeing him in pain only made her break the barrier and finally admit that she cared.

Jill was stroking his face for a few minutes, then still with a fingertip she played with his hair. Chris opened his eyes and Jill pulled her hand back slowly. He had no expression on his face, what made her believe that he had not realized what she was doing.

Chris lowered his head and looked at the their hands intertwined. He raised his hand, bringing Jill's one close to his face, kissing it softly.

"Thank you for everything you did for me."

"Don't mention it. How did you sleep?"

"You want the truth?"

"Always. What a question!"

"I think I could only really sleep the last few hours. I had a lot of pain in the early evening."

"I Realized that." Jill released her hand and stood up from the bed grabbing his arm to help him get up. Chris accepted the help and stood up with a frown. "Go slow, Chris."

"Today will be another day of pain, I know. Tomorrow I will be better though."

"How do you know that?"

He pointed to a scar below his chest on the other side of his body.

"How you got that, Chris?" she asked

"That's a long story. I wanna see the sun, then let's go outside and I'll tell you later." He walked slowly out of the hut "This scar is an honor. Other than this one I got yesterday, it's stupid."

Jill brought some tissues and put them on the floor for Chris to sit.

"Everybody gets hurt, Captain."

"Not the way I did yesterday. But let it go." He made a motion with his hand "I've paid the price. All that pain I felt and the nightmares."

"You had a nightmare?"

"Meaningless dreams. I dreamed of strange things and then I was sitting on the beach with you as we are now and suddenly two shadows covered our heads and one of them took us away from here."

"This is good, but tell me more."

"I don't remember."

"Hmm" Jill pondered "It is important to remember the details so I can know if it was something good or bad. I can only say that the two shadows represent two boats that will dock the beach soon. Perhaps at the same time."

"How do you know about that?" He asked surprised.

"Nothing special, just a small gift." Jill pointed to the sky. "Let's enjoy the view."

"The most beautiful art." He said still looking at her. He didn't know whether to believe what she had just said or not, but he wanted to.

"Without a doubt." Jill smiled looking at the sky.

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Deborah was in the same room, feeling anxious and worried looking at the parchment in her hands when he saw the governor get in the room, carrying a knife in his hands.

"Morning, child." He said without smiling.

She just shook her head and looked down handing the parchment and wiping a tear from her face.

"Are you still scared, girl? I told you are safe."

"I'm sad, your men took my only friend away last night, I fear for his life."

"It's not necessary, they already took him back to his cell. He's still useful to me." Wesker gave her the knife "They just took him to his house to get something from his brother, who disappeared with my map. I need you to find where he is. You and that boy are safe, my allies are treated well. So I'm sure you will not lie to me about the captain's whereabouts."

"Of course not, sir."

"Ok, now tell me about that man."

"Governor Spencer?"

Wesker just nodded impatiently.

"He's the governor of a region away from here. Just like you he is respected and feared, but I saw that he is protected by a giant and a snake."

"What is this giant? - Wesker asked calmly.

"It may be a code, sir." Wesker motioned for her to continue. "About you, the only thing I saw was him laughing much of the agreement you made. Which means that he believed he had advantages in that. I saw nothing else."

"That's enough. In the right moment we need to find out what's that giant." He motioned to the guard to take the girl away "Do not forget that your loyalty is your warranty, girl."

"I won't, sir."

Deborah approached the door when she heard the governor say aloud.

"Laugh Spencer. This is your moment."
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Jill stepped out from behind the hut wearing something that looked like a mini skirt and a top. When she approached Chris, she realized he widened his eyes when he saw her. He was sitting on a rock with his feet in water.

"What is this?"

"I ripped and tied these tissues. My dress is not ideal for this place and for going fishing."

"Fishing?"

"I'm tired of eating fruits." - She said getting into the water.

"Oh, you found it." He said referring to the stake she carried.

Jill said nothing, just kept careful looking in the water. She was very focused on the movement of the water and the fish. She failed in the first attempt and in the rapid movement she slipped and fell on the rocks in the water.

Still on the ground she raised her head quickly and saw what she most feared, Chris was laughing at her.

"It was not funny."

"I wish it weren't. Laughing makes me feel pain." He continued laughing.

Jill frowned. She felt challenged to get the fish and prove him that she could. She then remembered the importance of breathing in moments like that. Jill held her breath and in an accurate move, speared a fish. Posing it to Chris as a trophy.

"Are you laughing now?"

"I'd rather eat than laugh." he gave her a half-smile.

"I won't share this with you, you laughed at me." she smirked.

"That's not how you're supposed to treat a hurt man."

"Oh poor you" She laughed.

After getting the fish, Jill wrapped it in banana leaf and put it on fire. She couldn't believe she would eat something different. She realized that Chris remained quite while watching her the whole time.

While the fish was being baked, she ran to the hut and picked a coconut, returning to Chris and handing it to him.

"You haven't drunk water today."

Chris accepted the coconut and giggled lightly.

"What you laughing about?"She asked.

"You don't even seem the same person."

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't imagine you were so polite and so kind."

"You're saying I was not polite?"

"And were you? Think about how you treated me sometimes. I know you must be from an important family and I know that your boyfriend must be someone important too. Surely you think I'm just a rough guy. But who is polite is polite with anyone."

"You're saying I'm impolite?"

"I'm just saying that was the first impression you gave me." Jill gave a little cry of anger before he continue. "At some point I thought you were spoiled and annoying."

"How dare you...?"

"I'm not telling you are, I'm telling you seemed so. But maybe you are really spoiled, though now you have seemed extremely sweet again. Like that sweet warrior I told you before. You are a mistery."

Jill clenched her fists and looked at him angrily. Spoiled? How dare he say she was spoiled?

"Well, by your gaze... I guess If I weren't hurt, you would want to punch me by now, wouldn't you?" He said laughing.

"Certainly." Jill shrugged and turned to the sea. "We have company" she said when she saw a boat and pointed to it.

"Oh! We must do something to draw their attention."

"Not necessary" Jill said calmly "They are coming to this place, and they are just the first ones. I'll get another fish to welcome our new friends."

Jill looked at him and smiled before leaving. As she said, she caught another fish and put it on the fire. Meanwhile the small boat approached the beach and a man and a woman jumped from it.

"Greetings!" The red-haired guy said.

"Welcome to Yuhinb" Chris said friendly.

Jill looked curiously at the woman, who was beautiful and was wearing short clothes. Jill realized that she looked at Chris with attention and interest. And she felt angry when she saw Chris smile at the strange in a different way.

'You don't need to be that friendly, Chris Redfield.' she thought angrily.

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A/N: Hello sweet readers!
This chapter didnt bring any surprises or big emotions, but I tried to make it cute. Hope i got it.

If you have any suggestion about the visitors, let me know =)

kisss kisssssss

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Mister Valentine: Yeah. Poor Chris, he was careless because he couldn't focus on what he was doing. But I guess he was only careless because it was not something dangerous, cause he sure knows how to focus. It's always about the job lol.
Its interesting how some feelings are just impossible to avoid, you can argue, cry, run away and keep away, you just feel it. I think that's what she discovered, although I think she will undertstand that completely just in another life, as you said.
About Excella, you really made me laugh. U are só mean, u want Albert to kill her lol. She loves him, you know? LOOOOL Oooh I'm happy you like the bed moment... LOL. Specially because it was so inocent, the way you like it, right? =D Thanks for coming tomatinho. Kiss kiss :*

xxChris Redfieldxx: Rennyy. I'm so glad u liked this chapter. Excella also makes me furious, and she's gonna do more bad stuff like this. =(. Jill is a true angel, although she doesn't know that. Of course I need to thank you because all this support is what makes me wanna write more and more. Thank you for the help too. Kiss kissss.

xjillvalentinex : I'm glad you liked it, dear. We know she can't avoid feeling what she feels.

NerdGirl4Life: Heyyyy ficfriend. Thank you sweety! I'm glad you like it! Kiss kisss.