Claire had explained everything to the rest of the group. They had all more or less gotten over Sherry's outburst. Though her shout at Wesker had caused them all to become both worried and confused. Sherry was apparently the same little girl that Claire had helped during her time in Raccoon. She hadn't recognized the girl when she helped Leon arrest her. Of course she was an adult now. Chris couldn't believe that his new friend was a survivor as well. He needed to see her again to find out what had happened. Why did she freak out? And how did she know about Wesker? Jill touched his arm.
"Chris, I know she will come back." he said.
"I hope so. I'm really worried about her."
Jill held his hand as they walked home. The evening was quite. The outbreak hadn't spread any farther than the few streets it was all ready on. The government had sent in soldiers to try and contain it. The former S.T.A.R.S. were all impressed at the effectiveness of the army forces. Containing it didn't mean it wouldn't escape again so they were still going to prepare for the worst. Barry was going to get some of his stronger weapons out. Chris already had his own small store of weapons if he needed them. He sighed as they entered the apartment. Jill went to take a shower, thus he was left alone in the living room. It was fairly quite. Until a small knock at the door caught his attention. He cracked the door and smiled as he saw Sherry standing there. It didn't even occur to him that he had never giver her his address.
"Sherry!" he said as he opened the door wider.
"I'm sorry about earlier Chris…I shouldn't have acted like that." she said.
He gestured for her to come in, and then shut the door.
"Its fine, we were just worried about you."
"Look, I need to tell you some stuff. I sort of know your sister already." she said.
"We know, Claire told us everything. Where have you been all these years?"
She sat down.
"I was taken in by a foster family. I lost my memory, well until I saw Claire. I was so upset by all the things I remembered that I had to run away. Then I fought with my family and it was all so terrible." she said, placing her face in her hands.
He sat down next to her and put his arm around her.
"Hey it's all going to be fine. If you want, you can stay here, you know if things are bad at home." he offered.
"Really? That would be so great. I don't think I can go home right now."
"Well, I'll get you some pillows and stuff and you can sleep on the couch here. I used to have an air mattress but I popped it." he laughed.
She laughed with him.
"Thanks Chris. Jill won't care?"
"No, she won't care at all. She was just as worried as I was and she only got to meet you the one time." he said while standing up.
He was so relieved that Sherry was back. He really had been worried about her.
"Hey, one thing." he said, stopping and turning to face her.
She looked at him.
"How do you know Wesker?" he asked.
Her eyes grew dark.
"Wesker was my real fathers close friend. When I lost my memory he told me that my parents died in a train wreck. Now I know that isn't true. Why? Do you know him too?"
Chris thought for moment.
"Uh, yeah we used to work together." he said before turning back to the hallway.
He fathered up a pillow and some blankets before returning to the living room. Sherry was starring out the window. He noticed she was wearing a skirt and blouse. Maybe he should ask Jill if she had anything the younger woman could change into. His eyes continued to look over the girl. He wasn't sure why he was starring at her. He couldn't deny that she was attractive. She had perfect smooth curves. He could admire her athletic form. She was no body builder but he could see the muscles beneath her thin shirt. Her nearly white blond hair lay smoothly against the back of her neck. She turned around and smiled. He opened his mouth but couldn't think of anything to say.
"Chris?" she asked.
He nodded and set the things down on the couch.
"Sorry." he said before going into the kitchen.
She followed him.
"Did you want anything to eat?" he asked.
"No, I'm fine." she said while leaning against the counter.
Chris glanced in her direction. He couldn't tell if she was trying to be sexy or if her stance was natural. Her hands were on the counter behind her while she partially leaned forward. He could almost see down her light blouse. He jumped when he heard the bathroom door open. Sherry straightened herself back up. He knew then that she was standing that way on purpose. Chris stepped into the hallway just as Jill was coming out. She had only a towel wrapped around her.
"We have a guest." he said.
She stopped.
"Who?" she asked.
"Sherry. I told her she could stay here tonight. I'll fill you in after you get dressed." he said.
Jill nodded and went into the bedroom. He waited until she shut the door before he went back to the kitchen. Sherry was still standing where she had been a moment ago.
"Jill should be out in just a second." he said.
They starred at each other. Chris wasn't sure what was going on. He felt a strange desire to go over to Sherry. Something about her was calling to him.
"Um…I'm going to do some laundry. If you want, I can ask Jill to find you something to wear tonight and I can wash your clothes." he offered.
"That would be great, as long as it's not too much trouble."
"No, its fine." he said and headed towards the bedroom.
Jill was just pulling her shirt on when he opened the door.
"Hey do you have anything that would fit her?" he asked.
"Like what?"
"Just something to wear to bed." he said.
She opened the closet and dug around for a minute.
"Here, this should do it."
Chris held up the pajama pants and sleeveless shirt.
"Okay I'm doing laundry, want anything done?" he asked.
"No, I'm good. So what's going on?" she asked.
Chris sat down on the bed.
"Sherry lost her memory after Raccoon. She said that seeing Claire brought everything back. I guess she went home all upset and ended up fighting with her family. I told her she could stay here tonight to cool off." he said.
"What about Wesker?" she asked.
"She said that Wesker was her father's friend and he told her that her parents died in a train wreck. When she remembered the truth she just got mad that he had lied."
"Oh…so I bet she has no idea what kind of person he was or that he's dead." she said.
"Yeah I bet not. Maybe we should tell her." he said.
Jill nodded and walked past him out of the bedroom. He went out and handed Sherry the clothes. She went to the bathroom to change. Chris just striped down to his boxers right there in the Kitchen. Jill hit him.
"Hey idiot. There is another person here. Its not just us." she said.
"I didn't think it mattered. I'm not naked." he said back.
Sherry entered the kitchen.
"Nice legs Chris." she laughed before setting her clothes on top of the washer.
"See, nothing wrong with my boxers." he said.
Jill just sighed and went into the living room. He started to throw cloths into washing machine.
"She's not mad that I'm staying is she?" Sherry asked.
"No, she just didn't appreciate my lack of clothes." he answered.
"Oh, cause of me right?"
"Yeah. I didn't think boxers were that bad." he laughed.
She laughed too.
"No, I think they are fine." she said in a low voice.
Chris looked at her. She gave him a seductive smiled before running her finger down his chest. He held his breath as her finger stopped just above the waist line of his boxers. When her hand continued down, he didn't stop her.
Wesker laughed after Sherry left. He couldn't believe how things were going. He had allowed her a temporary indulgence. She wanted him in a matter of romance. He could not let her have him but that small kiss had been enough to keep her with him. She hadn't stopped smiling from the moment he pressed her against the glass doors. Once she was out of sight he began laughing. Such a naïve little girl. He flipped on the news and listened as the report was given. The outbreak was so far contained. He sighed. He had been hoping for a little more action to take place. This was actually getting boring. The door opened but he didn't bother to look up. He knew it was Ada.
"I got your samples." she said as she sat down on one of the leather couches.
He held his hand out and she placed 2 vials in it.
"Two?" he questioned.
"I thought that one wouldn't be very professional. At least this way, you can make sure these two people had the same thing going on." she answered.
"Very clever my dear." he said as he placed the vials in his coat.
"Yes well I do have my moments."
He sat down next to her.
"Is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked.
"Not at the moment" he said.
She started to stand up.
"Ms. Wong. I was thinking." he started.
She sat back down.
"Our little group of Raccoon city left over's are getting together to prepare for this outbreak." he said.
She eyed him.
"And?"
"I was thinking that perhaps you could find out from Leon what it is they plan on doing." he said.
"Wesker, I can't just go up to him like that. Not after what I did to get that damn case." she said.
"What did you do?"
She sighed.
"I may have sexually assaulted him for a few minutes."
Wesker couldn't stop himself from laughing. Now he knew what she had shown up the way she did that day.
"Oh yes, laugh it up." she said.
He grabbed her hand and kissed it.
"Ada you are the only one who could make him forgive something like that."
Her cheeks turned pink.
"Look, I'll try. I can't promise anything."
"I'm sure you will do fine." he said.
