Fan Fiction

Summary: Claire is surfing the internet one day and comes across a website featuring fan fiction...about them. Written in a scenario where RE games are like movies and the characters are actors. Set after RE4.

Claire Redfield sipped her coffee as she settled into her rolling desk chair, she reached and pulled herself to the desk. Her German Shepard, Duke, looked up at the noise then lowered his head back to the floor. Claire booted up her computer and clicked on her Internet icon. She checked her email, she found an email from Chris saying that she needed to call him. Claire rolled her eyes and looked at Duke.

"Chris needs to learn how to text."

Duke just huffed from the floor. Claire deleted the email without even bothering to send a reply. Another was from Rebecca saying that she was getting engaged to Billy. Claire sent her a reply saying that she was happy for her and hopes to get her wedding invitation soon. The next email was from Jill saying that Chris was driving her crazy about Claire not calling him. Claire shot her a reply saying that she could just ignore Chris until he kills himself from the stress. After sorting through the rest of her spam, Claire closed the email account and opened her favorites bar. She scrolled down the list until she came to her favorite fan fiction website. She clicked the link then logged into her account with a grin. She loved this website, Chris and Jill had no interest in this sort of thing. And when they had no interest, they had no time either. Chris called a few weeks back to say that he was being offered the lead in a new RE game. Details were sketchy but it looked like the break he was looking for.

Chris along with Claire had been out of work since Code Veronica finished wrapping. Steve got a part elsewhere as a stunt double, Claire wished him the best. She knew it would be a tough market out there to get a role in anything these days. The Ashford twins claimed they got a role but it fell through when Alfred's 'alternative' lifestyle was found out. She never heard from them after that but she felt it was for the best. Claire hoped she would get her break soon. Code Veronica did really well at the box office but sooner or later the money would run out. She heard they were doing a Chronicles game and Claire jumped at the chance to join but she quickly found out they were only using file footage that was spruced up abit. The game ended up not doing too well since it was just a rehash of her friends' previous games.

Leon on the other hand was doing quite well. He was currently wrapping up RE4 and already sales looked promising. Claire wanted to be in the game as well as Leon but the director said this would be a whole new direction for Resident Evil and they wanted to start introducing new faces. Claire said it was fine, she asked the director if she could at least write the script. Things were looking good until production hit a snag, Claire couldn't find out what though. They ended up shooting the entire game again, at least Claire got to write the script and even got to visit the set on occasion. Claire giggled as she remembered playing a trick on Leon. They were already a month into shooting and were doing the castle scene where Leon had to rescue Ashley (again). Leon was to walk around a corner and bump into the Merchant who was a very nice man and would talk to Claire in between takes. She told him her plan to trick Leon and he wholeheartedly agreed. The last few weeks were causing them a great deal of stress mainly do to Ashley fudging her lines and missing her marks.

Claire quickly put her plan into action. The scene started and Leon approached his mark. Claire hid in plain view and waited for Leon. Leon approached what he thought was the merchant and sighed.

"You again? How do you get around so quickly?"

Claire spoke in her best imitation of the Merchant's voice which was spot on. "Trade secret, Stranga."

Leon sighed again. "Fine. Let's get this over with."

Claire grinned under the bandana. "Got lots of things on sale, Stranga." She pulled up her coat and revealed her red skimpy two piece bikini clad body to Leon. Claire dropped her fake accent. "See anything ya like, Ace?"

Leon's jaw dropped to the floor. The director yelled cut...among other things. Leon walked over to the 'Merchant' and pulled her bandana down. "I thought that might be you." He pulled the bandana down under her chin and kissed her on the lips. It was no secret that Leon and Claire were an item... at least to their friends. Their relationship had not been made public yet and they were hoping to come clean about it after RE4 hits the box office.

Claire shook her head and turned her attention back to the web page infront of her. She clicked on the 'Castle' page on account of it being her favorite TV show. She was a big Caskett fan. She liked to think that she and Jill were a lot like Kate Beckett: Strong, independent, didn't take any crap from anybody. Claire checked for updates but sadly found none that interested her. Claire clicked out of the TV show page and went back to the home page. As she was about to log off for the day, she noticed the 'Games' icon had yet to be clicked on. She never really went into that page, she generally starred in RE or was an extra in some Capcom related title. Claire bit her lip as her pointer hovered over the icon, she tsked.

"What the hell."

She clicked the icon and scrolled through the list until she came across the button for her games. She was surprised that they had a large following. Claire generally shyed away from these stories mainly because she was afraid what people wrote, commented on or worse suggested she and her friends do. Claire clicked it out of curiousity. In hindsight, she shouldn't have. The first four stories that popped up were stories about her and Wesker having...sexual relations. Claire started to throw up alittle in her mouth. She scrolled down.

"Claire/Wesker, Claire/Wesker, Clesker. What the fuck is Clesker?" She scrolled further down. "Wesker/Birkin, Chris/Jill, Billy/Rebecca." It was when she got near the bottom of the first page did her blood begin to boil. "Ada/Leon, Ada/Leon, Ada/Leon." Claire scrolled down to the next story. "Ada/Claire? WHAT THE FUCK?" Claire reached the bottom of the page and found the search engine for the site. She found her name and Leon's and ran a search for both. She was pleased with the result, 473 stories about her and Leon while Ada/Leon had only 207. Claire continued scrolling through the stories, she was so deep in concentration that she didn't hear the front door open and close. Claire looked up when she heard footsteps approach the office door and Leon Kennedy stepped into view, still wearing the same attire from his final day of shooting, he carried his bomber jacket by the collar.

"Hey honey." He said sweetly. "Whatcha doing?"

"HAVE YOU READ THIS SHIT?"

Leon looked from Claire to the computer then back to Claire again. 'Uh oh.' He thought. "Read what?"

Claire flung a hand back to the computer screen. "THIS!"

Leon dropped his coat by the door and walked closer to his girlfriend. He leaned over her shoulder and looked at the computer screen. "You reading smut?"

"NO! It's this fan fiction crap about us!"

"Any good?"

Claire turned back to the screen. "Well, some of it is. Mostly the stuff about you and me. But some of these have the weirdest pairings. Look." She pointed out several of the aforementioned stories. Leon mumbled as he listed off the pairings.

"Chris/Jill, Billy/Rebecca, me and you, me and you, Chris and Wesker? You and Wesker? That's mildly disturbing."

"That's completely disturbing! He's old enough to be my father for God's sake!"

Leon chuckled. "Take it easy, Claire. You're starting to foam at the mouth."

"I'm not crazy! Some of these people can't even spell! Look at this! How do you mispell 'the'?"

Leon looked, she was right. And not only was the word 'the' misspelled either, there were others. "Yeah. You got a point. So, why not write one? Set an example?"

Claire huffed. "No, thank you. Have you read the comments for these stories? Or worse, the suggestions? 80 percent of this stuff is aimed at Jill. Thank god. But the other 20 percent is aimed at me and Rebecca. Some of it makes me sick to my stomach."

Leon planted a kiss on the top of her head. "Well, you can take solace in the fact that you can have me around until the next job. Yesterday was our last day. Plus, I hear they're going to start making movies. A couple live action ones and some animated ones. Guess whose on the top of the call list for the animated ones?"

Claire beamed and jumped up out of her chair. "You serious?" Off of Leon's nod, Claire squealed in excitement and started to spin Leon around. "Leon, you're awesome! I can't believe it! I have to call Jill and Becca."

"To give them the good news?" Leon asked as Claire scooped up the house phone.

"Ha! To rub it in their fat faces!"

Leon shook his head as he walked up behind his estatic girlfriend and put his hands on her hips. "What am I going to do with you?"

Claire twisted around in his arms and planted a kiss on his lips. "Take me out to dinner duh! Spend some of that RE4 money why don'tcha?"

Leon smiled. "Alright. You call Jill and Becca. I'll go change." Leon started to leave the office when Claire called back to him.

"Leon?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad we got together."

Leon smiled. "Me too." Leon scooped up his jacket and started to head upstairs when he heard Claire dial the phone.

"Jill? It's Claire. Good. And you? That's great. Hey, is Becca there? Okay, put me on speakerphone. Ready? Ok. GUESS WHAT BITCHES? Guess whose gonna be in an RE movie?"

Leon shook his head. "Yeah, I got me the pick of the litter with her." He smiled. 'And I wouldn't change it for anything.' He thought. As he reached the top of the landing, Claire appeared at the bottom of the staircase.

"Leon?"

"Yeah?"

"Jill just told me that they just finished half of their shooting."

"Good for them."

"Yeah and more importantly: Chris popped the question!"

Leon laughed. "Way to go, Chris!"

Claire happily bounced back to the office to continue her convesation with Jill. Leon dug in his pocket and produced a small velvet box.

"Great minds think alike."

FIN

A/N: I'm not sure I would classify this as breaking the fourth wall but I'd like to think of it as punching a hole through it. If I get some good reviews about this chapter, I'll post several more just like it. I liked writing this kind of story and I'm surprised that no one else has. Anyway, drop the comments in the box. Thank you.