Together At Last

"It has been one year since we were captured." Leon moves around in his chair. "I have had some bad night terrors about that place." He shifts his gaze from the red roses in the white vase to scan the room. "I see you are doing fine since you came back from that BSAA mission in Africa." He turns and looks around the room more and stops. "Well Chris?"

"Actually…This is all of Jill's stuff." He opens a can of beer. "My stuff is in my man cave." He chuckles slightly. "And the mission was a complete success. Somehow Wesker survived the explosion back at the lab."

"Really?"

"Yeah…but I doubt he can survive a volcano."

"Hopefully."

"I second that motion."

"By the way, how is it going with Jill?" Leon asks, with a sort of gentle yet strong tone.

"Pretty good actually. We get into a couple of arguments, but that usually happens around the…well time of the month." Chris shudders while Leon laughs at his friend's disgust. "Shut up man! You are just lucky you don't have to deal with a woman's wrath as she get all blood thirst and what not!"

Suddenly there was an awkward silence. Leon broke the tension, or maybe just made it worse when he spoke, "I don't think the term lucky applies to my situation."

The two men sat in the white living room looking around. They both look at each other then back at their surroundings. "Leon…bro…I just realized something."

Leon chuckled, "I think I realized too."

Both men begin chuckling as tensions die down. "Sitting in this room talking like this is kinda-"Chris tried speaking but ended up laughing to hard. "To…to the man cave?"

"Hell to the yeah." Leon and Chris immediately grabbed their things and retreated to the basement. Leon's straight soldier face brightened as he looked about the 'Chris Man Cave!' "Holy Shit man! Foosball, Air Hockey, Nacho Machine, and a home theater system!"

"Yeah. I got a projector rigged in the back to display a one hundred and twenty-six inch display. High Def!" He smiled brightly, "Also don't forget my six favorite arcade games." He points to the back room where Leon sees Tron, Pac-man, Galaga, Street Fighter, Contra, and finally Donkey Kong.

"Chris! Holy Shit!" Leon dashed into the room and immediately began kicking some ass on Contra.

After an hour of nonstop nerding on the arcade central, Chris broke the noise of gunfire, monkeys, and Wakas. "So how are you holding up Leon? With the whole situation?"

It grew quiet, "I'm fine."

"Dinner!" Jill suddenly shouted from up stairs,"So get your hungry asses up here." Leon and Chris ran up the steps and into the dinning room where there was a pork pot roast. While pilling food onto his plate, Jill looks at Leon. "So how long are you visiting Leon?" She smiled gently, her hair, no longer the blonde Chris told him about, but more of a brunette.

"Just tonight, then I got to go home. It's a long drive." Leon smiled and then returned to his food.

They began eating in silence, when Chris spoke up, "So Leon, what've you been driving?"

"Well I got myself a Ferrari and a Lamborghini, but I drove here in my Jeep. That thing has been through hell with me."

"Yeah, it was your escape from that mission in Siberia, right?"

"Hell, yeah." Leon for a moment and his mind wandered, and his smile vanished. "I got bullet proof windows on it…if only I had-"

"That is enough chat for tonight!" Jill said abruptly. "It is very late. I am tired. I hope to see you both tomorrow well rested." She stood up, and so did Leon, "You can sleep in the guest bedroom. Last room on the left."

Chris got up and collected the dishes. Leon joined him and began rinsing them. After a short time Chris finally squeaked out, "Don't blame yourself." He turned away and retreated to his room with Jill.

Leon stood in the kitchen still. Staring at the water, watching it slowly drain. He turned and wiped his face off, with a tissue before heading to his room. He heard music playing as he passed Chris and Jill's room.

He made it to his room and entered. More white paint. "Those two are going to have hell with kids." He lay down and began to drift off.

"We are out! We are free!" Leon turned to look at Chris, who was driving and Claire, sitting next to him in the tight space. "We are free." Leon looked at his child with a bright look in his eye, but then noticed blood on her.

He looked at Claire, who smiled. "She's fine Leon." Claire moved her arm and revealed a bullet wound.

"CHRIS! Get us to a hospital! NOW!"

"What's wrong bro?"

"Claire is shot." Just then, the vehicles speed up.

"I can't go to the hospital anymore…I'm infected remember."

"Chris…stop." Leon said with a sudden realization "What…what should we do then?" Leon asked, his eyes watering. "I can't lose you!"

Leon suddenly woke up crying. "Shit." He wipes his eyes and lays back. "I hate that dream."

A few hours later, dawn broke and all three rose up and met in the living room. Chris went to the kitchen and began making a pot of coffee, when Jill began to look at Leon with a concerned look. "Are you ok Leon?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well I heard you wake up earlier from a nightmare."

"Yeah. It is more of a memory than night terror."

Jill giggled. "I'm sorry, but why do you call them night terrors?"

"Because a nightmare is a horse at night."

Leon and Jill began laughing as Chris brought in couple of coffees. "Black for Leon, 3 sugars and 2 creams for my baby. And 3 sugars for me."

For the next few hours the three joked around, but eventually, Leon said his good byes and left. He climbed into his Jeep and began to drive off. He smiled as he saw the couple waving to him. Suddenly his phone rang; his home phone number was displayed on caller id. He put it on speaker. "Hello bunny. What is it?"