Chapter 12
Joey typed a few keys on the C.C.D. and licked his lips nervously. "It's in some city called Harvardville, but according to this it's below ground." He glanced up to see Claire staring out her window, glaring at nothing in particular.
"Do you know how to get there?"
"Yeah, I've got a GPS in this thing that can act like a regular one attached to your car." He showed her the blinking lights and small map.
"How long will it take us to get there?" She leaned back, feeling the van come to life as Ada started the ignition.
"Three days, give or take a day or two depending on how fast we drive."
Claire nodded and punched her brother in the arm. "Chris, let Joey sit up front, he's our navigation system." Chris snorted, but crawled into the back with the rest of the group as Joey sat up front, giving Ada initial directions.
Claire sat beside Leon and John near the double doors in the back of the van. Dwight and Chris were opposite them and Claire felt a prickling sensation like someone was staring at her. She glanced up, catching Dwight's eye as he winked slowly and licked his lips. Claire's nose wrinkled in disgust and she turned into Leon's shoulder, using him as a pillow as she tried to go to sleep.
The van rumbled as they got on to I-405 and drove south; no one spoke. Two out of the five were sleeping with John leaning on Claire leaning on Leon who sat slumped over and staring out the back window. "We'll need to stop at a grocery store and get supplies and food." Chris said, leaning forward slightly and tapping Ada on the shoulder. She nodded, keeping her eyes on the road and speeding on the freeway. There were few cars on the road and most had major dents in doors or bumpers from recent accidents.
Leon glanced up to see Dwight staring intently at Claire's chest. "You know Dwight, staring at them that hard doesn't mean you'll get x-ray vision."
Dwight's head snapped up as he glared and crossed his arms tightly; Chris slugged him in the shoulder. "Keep your eyes off my sister you fucking pervert." He let out a small sniffle, pulling out something metallic and beginning to clip his nails. "Seriously Dwight, you have to do that in here?"
He ignored Chris and tossed the clippings at a sleeping John. Suddenly, Dwight looked up and adjusted his coke bottle square glasses. "Question: If you die, does that mean I can have Claire?" Leon glared and slammed the sole of his boot into Dwight's thigh. "Hey, I know kung-fu and I will kick your ass!"
"Shh," Claire mumbled, giving Dwight a half assed kick to his stomach before curling back into a ball and pushing her face into Leon's neck. He smiled and shivered as her breath washed over his exposed skin. With in half an hour, everyone in the back had fallen asleep to the roar of the tires.
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"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey!" Claire felt groggy as Ada shouted and threw open the back doors to the van. "Okay, well I don't have eggs or bacon but you need to get your skanky asses up any way. We're at Von's."
Leon cracked an eye and glared at her, helping Claire out of the van as they walked towards the store front. It was seriously lacking in people out front. They had to push the pneumatic doors open and made their way inside where bodies littered the floor and blood washed the counters. It was a barren waste land of death. "We can split up to make this go faster." Chris turned around and walked back wards as he spoke. "Claire and I will get water. Leon and John, you guys get stuff like batteries and electronic; Dwight can go with Ada and Joe for food."
"No, I shall walk alone. I'm a man here, I don't need a nanny." Dwight glared and began to walk away down the frozen section.
Leon raised an eyebrow at his back. "Not sure what he's trying to accomplish there." He barked out a laugh and threw a smile at Claire before following John to the batteries. "I'll grab a bag, you get some stuff from that rack." John nodded and crouched down, pulling a flashlight off the shelf as Leon made his way to the front of the store. He bent over the customer service counter, finally feeling the crinkle of a paper bag as he felt a presence behind him. Leon spun around, Magnum already out of its holster while his finger was poised on the trigger.
"AHHH!" Dwight let out a girlish squeal and covered his face with his hands. "Jesus Christ! You could've put my eye out with that thing."
Leon scowled and tucked it back in, putting the safety on. "I'll put out more than that you dick tip." He growled, pushing past Dwight with an arm full of bags.
"Hey, I'm not done with you…" His voice trailed off as Leon jogged faster to get away from him.
"Goddamn freak. Wish I could sick a fucking zombie on him." He muttered, crouching down beside John and pulling open then bags as they packed the paper full and finally retreated to the exit with five bags full. Chris and Claire were already waiting with four jugs of Alhambra water. Leon thought about the guns and flashlights as he glanced around their tiny group. A light bulb clicked on over his blonde hair. "I'll be right back." He did a 180 and ran a fast as he could towards the other side of the store, skidding to a stop before a shelf as he opened up a plastic bag and stuffed it full before jogging back to the now completed group. They stared at him as if her were crazy; Leon merely smiled and reached a hand inside, pulling one out. "Duct tape." He grinned and Claire let out a small laugh.
"Come on, tape man. Let's go." Claire nodded towards the retracting group and hefted two water jugs onto her shoulders as they made a B-Line for the van. "Stock the fridge first…" She made a slow circle and Leon watched as her eye brows scrunched up. "Guys, where's Dwight?" She asked. They all stared at each other and paused. "Fuck," She sighed, dropping the water into the back and turned back towards the store. "Come on Kennedy, you're walking with me." She gripped his wrist and half dragged Leon back into the store.
"C'mon Claire, can't we just leave him here?" He half whined causing Claire to cock an eyebrow at him ash she cautiously pulled out an automatic .45. She silently shook her head and they walked along the back wall and glanced down the aisles. "Claire, where is he?" Leon asked softly, partly rhetorical as they skimmed the frozen food section. One door was open and they stalked over to it, guns raised defensively. "Shit…" He sighed, staring at a broken body. The arms were mostly blood and bone, all flesh had been ripped clean off and the neck was a gaping wound. Glasses were strewn to one side and cracked as if stepped on.
"Aw Dwight, you poor bastard." Claire muttered, lowering her gun and nudging his side as she bit her lip, beginning to holster it.
"Claire, don't." She looked up, surprised.
"Don't what?"
"Don't holster it. If he's dead that means there's at least one still here." She made a small "O" with her mouth and pulled out the gun plus its twin, pointing them to the sides as she followed Leon down the frozen corridor and jogging out the door towards the van. Leon shook his head. "Not a snowball's chance in hell." Chris's face hardened slightly but he ushered everyone into the van and slammed the doors shut.
"Let's try to make good time on this." He grumbled, pulling his arms up behind his head and closing his eyes. "Wake me up when we get there."
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A.N. I'm going to skip most of the boring parts and get right to the meat of the situation. Let's all pretend in our nice little Resident evil world that in this next paragraph they arrived just an hour or so from Harvardville, which in their world was actually three days. Okay? I'm trying to end this story on a good note with out boring you guys, so bear with me. BTW, Lemon warning straight ahead. End A.N.
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"C'mon Ada I really gotta go." Joey whined, crouching in the back of the van. "You have to find a gas station and pull over." She gave him an incredulous look.
"Listen here, Whyte" She glanced at him. "I'm not going to find a goddamn gas station when we're barely an hour away. I think you can wait."
His face became serious and his hand was in a tight fist. "No way am I going to wait an hour. There's one right up here, please!"
"Jesus Christ Ada, just pull in so he quits complaining." John pleaded, nearly crawling over the front seat.
"Fine you bunch of babies." She sighed. "But if we're stopping here it's not a piss n' go. I'm getting out for at least half an hour." They all nodded in agreement and Claire whispered something to Leon, making him blush and bite his lip. Ada pulled up to the gas station, beginning to siphon more into the tank though they probably wouldn't need it.
Claire smiled mischievously, pulling Leon by the hand into the women's bathroom which was a grimy one person stall. "Are you sure about this?" He asked, sighing as he watched her tug and pull at the weapons, letting them drop to the dirtied floor.
She stepped forward, threading her fingers into his hair and pulling their mouths together in a hungry tongue battle. She pulled away just enough to speak, "I don't know what's going to happen when we get there, Leon. Either way, I want to belong to you." Her lips brushed his as she spoke and Leon shivered, grabbing her hips roughly and slamming his arousal into her.
Claire's hands ran eagerly over his stomach, pulling his shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the floor before she tugged on his pants, sliding his boxers down. Claire licked her lips, running a hand along his length, dragging her other hand over his abs roughly. "Fuck…" He growled into Claire's neck, biting at her skin and pushing her into the wall. She moaned into Leon's mouth and shimmied out of her own jeans and panties as he slid her shit up, leaving it on the floor.
Her bra snapped off easily between his nimble fingers, falling to her feet as she sighed. His palms worked roughly over her breasts, pinching and pulling at her pebbled peaks. She moaned, catching his lips and sliding her tongue into his mouth. His left hand slid down her creamy skin and between her folds, flicking at her clit with his thumb. Claire pulled away, throwing her head back and sighing his name. "Fuck me Leon," She breathed, leaning against him and grinding their hips together. "I need you."
Leon growled possessively, pushing her up higher on the wall and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Are you ready?" He asked, panting slightly and licking at her chest. She nodded, holding her breath and clutching his shoulders. Leon slammed her down, impaling Claire on his cock and causing her to let out a pleasured shriek. He pulled out slowly, painfully slow, before sliding back in. He wanted it rough and fast but didn't want to move too quickly for Claire's sake.
"Jesus Christ Leon, give me something to work with. Faster." She panted, slamming her tongue into his mouth and battling against his sweet mouth.
He grinned against her, biting her bottom lip. "With pleasure," He grunted, thrusting faster, holding Claire against the wall as she bit at his neck to hold back a moan. Leon could feel her walls clamping around his dick, feeling himself pulse with in her and groaning. "I wanna hear you scream." He murmured, pausing momentarily to get her attention. Finally, in one last hurrah, Leon slammed into Claire and flicked over her clit as she threw back her head.
"Fuck Leon!" She screamed, leaning forward and biting his neck as hot, sticky liquid flowed between them.
"Oh god, Claire." He grunted into her shoulder, pressing his fingers roughly into her waist and gritting his teeth. They were panting hotly against each other, Leon finally pulling out and letting her down to the floor. Last reserves of water in the tap dribbled out onto rough paper towels as they cleaned each other, finally letting a somewhat tender moment envelope them before they rushed off to kill zombie. They were finally dressed, rechecking weapons and bullets. Claire put her hand on the door knob, pausing when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. "Claire," Leon said softly, staring into her eyes and holding her hands. "No matter what, I love you. All of you."
She smiled and kissed his lips, running her tongue over them. Claire pulled away, unshed tears in her eyes as she thought about this being their last moment together. "I love you too Leon Scott Kennedy. You better not forget that." She smiled and pulled him out the door into the baking sun and a scream of agony. "Oh god," Claire's face paled. "That's Chris." They darted around the corner and Claire slid to a halt in the dark space of the main station as she watched Chris kick an undead in the chest, shoving it away as he clutched at his arm. "No!" She shrieked, pulling out an Uzi and opening fire on its head. An explosion of grey matter splattered across the aisle as the zombie fell dumbly to the ground.
"Fucking bitch jumped me! I didn't even see her!" Chris was screaming, trying to squeeze the blood out of his arm.
"Goddamn you Chris Redfield." Angry tears fell down Claire's face as she took a length of cloth and wrapped it tightly above the wound. "What the fuck were you thinking, coming in here by your self?" She wrenched a tight knot and wiped blood off his face.
"I didn't even see her in here!" He cried out defensively.
Claire bit her lip and tugged him outside, shoving him into the van. "Get in the goddamn van Chris. Let's go!" She shouted, climbing into the driver's seat and revving the engine.
Chris held him arm to his chest, sitting down beside Leon as the van began to pull away with everyone in it. "Claire's gonna kill me…" Chris sighed, feeling defeated.
Leon nudged him with his elbow and said in a soft voice, "Only if that doesn't do it first." He nodded to the bite mark that had yet to stop bleeding.
Okay, the next chapter is probably going to be the last one and for those of you who thought this was too short, hopefully the next will make up for that. Thanks for being so loyal to this story and wading through all the crap to get to the end.