AN: Tis the end, yes. Oh, yeah, first part of this is pretty lime-y-ish. Or something like that. You can skip it if you'd prefer to not read mild sexual content (even if this is rated R). Welp.
Epilogue.
Rebecca tried to catch her breath, even as she drew Billy down for an urgent kiss. She insistently urged him to part his lips, which he did eventually and she swept her tongue into his mouth to explore. He tasted like the chocolate mousse they had shared for dessert—smooth, and rich, and desire pooled in Rebecca's stomach, intense and fiery.
The absence of air caused her to draw back, panting. She felt a lingering caress across her bare thigh, moving upwards her equally bare and toned stomach, and still then brushing past the curve of her soft breasts. A shudder of delight ran up Rebecca's body then, and she felt heat stir in her lower regions.
When his hips collided with hers, a soft, gasp escaped her lips and she dug her fingers into the back of his broad shoulders. He trailed butterfly kisses down her neck, and she inclined her head to the side to encourage him further. Curiously then, she moved her hips upwards in time with his and was pleased to hear the low, velvety groan that came from him.
The pleasure was intense. It just about consumed her whole and made her body tingle with the overpowering sensations that came over her.
"Billy," she gasped, feeling her toes curl and her heart race even more in her chest.
The dark haired male looked down at her with clouded, somewhat half-lidded blue eyes. "I got you," he murmured, his voice low like liquid chocolate, and brushed his right hand across her right cheek briefly.
The friction was almost unbearable now that she was so damn close. She bucked her hips upwards, almost wildly, and the action drew more pleasurable, tingling sensations across her body. Billy clutched the sheets at either side of her, his breathing a bit heavy and yet despite it all he still looked sexy. If possible, he looked even sexier at that moment with his eyes clouded in pleasure and his toned muscles flexing with every thrust of his. Rebecca felt her cheeks color all the more with her silent, admiring gaze.
She felt her stomach tighten and her long limbs wrapped tightly around Billy's narrow waist. A tsunami of sensations came over her then, and a sharp, slightly high-pitched gasp escaped her lips. Billy jerked above her, and she felt warmth in between her thighs before he slipped away and onto the side.
They both tried to catch their breaths afterwards, chests heaving with every breath.
Rebecca looked to her side to see Billy glance over at her and gently brush away her bangs that were sticking with sweat to her forehead. She smiled, a little tired but above all a content smile, and he returned it.
"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice a little husky and deep.
Rebecca flushed a little and nodded. "Yes, of course." She gave a soft laugh then. "Although I don't think I can feel my toes at the moment."
"That mind-blowing, huh?" He snickered, a smirk coming across his full lips.
She groaned. "Please, spare me your humongous ego, Billy."
A sort of intense gleam flashed through Billy's blue eyes then. He ran a simple finger down her smooth, slender neck and she flushed with the mere touch. "I have a reason to have that ego," he teased, apparently enjoying Rebecca's reaction.
"This is some crappy bed talk…"
Billy chuckled and flashed an almost apologetic grin. "Sorry, Doll-face."
Rebecca cuddled into the blankets of her bed. "Don't call me that," she mumbled, her voice beginning to sound heavy with sleep.
Billy probably had answered her back but she fell asleep before she could hear it.
Work was a bit tedious as usual. While originally Rebecca had been employed with the BSAA after Wesker's and Tricell's fall's, she decided to get back into her field of study: medicine. Her hours at the local pharmacy weren't painful, not by a long-shot, and all her co-workers were friendly.
One of them was a little too friendly.
"Rebecca, want to grab a bite with me?"
Derrick wasn't a bad guy at the least, but Rebecca stopped paying attention to males ever since she got a boyfriend. Well, correction, she stopped paying attention to other males ever since Billy walked into her life period.
"I can't, I'm a little behind here." She gave him an apologetic look.
The male shrugged as if unaffected and left with another female co-worker of theirs. 'Not dejected in the least,' Rebecca thought wryly, sparing a glance at the departing two.
She gave a small stretch, her long limbs stretching out tiredly. Afterwards, she pressed a hand on her long white lab coat, brushing out wrinkles before going back to the front counter. A person was waiting to pick up their prescription, and Rebecca immediately helped them out. Once he was gone, she gave a small yawn and glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was going to be a long day she knew. Billy had gone off to work earlier too.
A bit dazed, the brunette rested her elbow on the counter and placed her chin on the palm of her hand.
Seven months. It had been seven months since Billy walked back, a third and final time, into her life (the third time was the charm, she wryly guessed). Her friends had been quite startled to find her steadily dating a man who had been previously convicted of being a criminal but Rebecca had been quick to defend him and inform that had it not been for Billy she would have died both times in the outbreak incidents. Her passionate declaration had taken Chris and the others off guard and by surprise and a bit begrudgingly they tolerated Billy. Eventually, however, any ill feelings toward the ex-lieutenant vanished and a sense of comradeship began to take place. Billy tended to have that effect on others, Rebecca couldn't help but notice. A warm smile came across her lips then.
"Earth to Rebecca, are you daydreaming on us?"
Rebecca broke out of her daze and turned to her co-worker who was watching her with a slightly raised brow. She colored a bit then. "Sorry." She ducked her head down a little in embarrassment.
The other female 'tsk-ed' and shook her head but a smile was spotted across her lips. "Someone is in an awfully good mood for a Monday."
The implications were all too clear and, if possible, Rebecca's face colored even more.
"Jennifer!"
Rebecca covered her face in her hands as her co-worked laughed at her expense.
When Rebecca got home, she was surprised to find Billy's motorcycle home as well. She gave the black motorcycle a quick glance as she parked her car and got out. It looked almost like the one they had driven back in Mexico—a beautiful, shiny black Harley that Claire herself had recommended to him. Billy and Claire especially got along well, and Rebecca had to admit there had been moments in which she had huffed a little about it.
"You have nothing to be jealous of, Doll-face," Billy had teased her one day when he noticed her silent pouting when Billy and Claire were engrossed in motorcycles and the band Queen (it seemed they happened to like the same type of music, too).
To this day, the memory of it still embarrassed Rebecca.
"Billy?" Rebecca opened the door to their shared condo, slipping off her flat shoes to leave them at the door. The smell of something burning caught her attention then, and she walked into the small kitchen to find Billy dropping a frying pan into the sink with a frustrated expression. The scene was far too endearing, and Rebecca found herself wishing she could take a picture of it to forever keep.
"What are you doing?" She tried not to giggle, her lips twitching a bit.
He was still dressed in his blue jumpsuit that he wore to the auto shop she noticed. He spared her a glance and grumbled something under his breath all the while glaring at the burned frying pan. She couldn't help but giggle and that only made his mood even sourer.
"Don't laugh," he grumbled, and he looked a little embarrassed even.
Rebecca held her hand up to her mouth, finally stopping in her laughter and instead smiling behind her hand. It was a modestly cute action.
"Sorry." She smiled and then walked over to the cabinet to pull out another frying pan. She hummed under her breath and stretched out her fingers before walking over to the fridge to look for something else to cook. The meat that Billy had tried to cook was beyond savable now so she'd have to start from scratch with something else.
"I should have stuck with stupid takeout." Billy sighed.
Rebecca giggled and leaned over to press a quick kiss on his cheek. "I appreciate the sentiment," she said, smiling brightly.
"Your friends are still coming over later, right?"
"Mhm." She nodded, beginning to cut up some tomatoes and green bell peppers. "Why don't you go shower, Billy? I'll take it from here."
"Alright." He paused then, watching her put in the chopped up vegetables with the meat cooking on the frying pan. She looked up at him with a slightly questioning look, tilting her head to the side a bit. He merely smiled and went on his way without further words.
When Rebecca was finished cooking, she turned off the stove and slumped tiredly onto the couch in the living room. A small yawn escaped her lips as she shrugged out of her white lab coat, leaving her in the plain white blouse and charcoal gray colored dress pants. She felt strong, big hands on her shoulders then, massaging out the tense coils in them.
"Mm." She sighed softly and closed her eyes. "That feels good."
Billy chuckled lowly and stopped. When Rebecca opened her eyes and leaned her head back to glance up at him, she spotted the amused gleam in his eyes as well as the dark flicker of something like longing in his blue eyes. She reached up with her tiny hands and grasped onto the collar of his plain black t-shirt and tugged him down. Because of the strange angle, the kiss was awkward and clumsy, and when Billy pointed it out, Rebecca only giggled and agreed.
The sudden knock on the door brought their attention, and Rebecca slipped to her feet, heading over to answer it. She was greeted by her trio of friends, carrying food 'offerings.'
"Sorry, we're late." Jill exchanged a hug with Rebecca, holding up the box of buttery popcorn.
"You women take too long to get ready. I was ready in ten minutes to you and Claire's thirty," Chris said, in good-humor as he held a bag of chips and dip in his grasp.
Jill and Claire didn't look amused to Chris's comment. Claire proceeded to punch her older brother in the arm for his comment, and he rubbed his shoulder afterwards, feigning hurt.
"Whatever." Claire rolled her eyes and grinned at Rebecca. The auburn-haired woman had not only a big bag of Gummi bears in her grasp but also a big bag of chocolate Hershey kisses.
Rebecca gestured them in and the three immediately greeted Billy. Chris's greeting consisted of a firm hand-shake, Jill's a nod and smile of acknowledgement while Claire's consisted of a friendly hug exchange. They all got comfortable on the couches afterwards; Claire, Chris and Jill shared the larger couch and Rebecca and Billy sharing a smaller one. Claire held up the two different rented movies in her grasp.
"I have a scary movie and a funny movie. Which do you all want to see first?"
"I think I've had seen enough scary images to last me a life time," Rebecca complained.
"Point taken." Claire grinned and placed the horror movie down before making her way to put on the comedy instead.
"Are any of you hungry? I just made some dinner." Rebecca asked then, standing to her feet.
Claire and Jill declined but when Rebecca's eyes landed on Chris he gave a somewhat sheepish smile. "I'm starving actually," he admitted.
Rebecca gave a soft laugh before walking over to the kitchen. "Do you want a plate too, Billy?" She paused in grabbing a plate from the cabinet.
"Nah, maybe later."
Claire jumped to her feet then, holding up the box of popcorn. "I'll make the popcorn. Chris, you'd better not eat it all though."
"You think I can eat four bags of popcorn, Claire?"
A dry smile came across Claire's lips. "I wouldn't hold it against you."
Chris snorted, and Jill smiled at the exchange.
The previews were starting when Rebecca walked back into the living room with a plate of food and cup of water for Chris. She handed them to him and he smiled at her, taking it.
After taking a first bite, he responded, "Damn. This is really good. Marry me, Rebecca?"
Rebecca flushed cutely in embarrassment and ducked her head down. Billy, instead of coming to her aid, merely chuckled along in amusement. She glared at him in retaliation. He was supposed to be on her side.
Thankfully, Jill was on her side and whacked Chris upside his head. "Stop teasing her."
Chris rubbed his head, looking over at his platinum blonde partner. "No need to get jealous, Jill." A hint of teasing was apparent in his voice.
Jill rolled her eyes. "You wish, Redfield."
Claire returned and proceeded to push her way in between Chris and Jill much to the annoyance of her older brother. "The person with the popcorn always calls the middle spot." Claire held the silver bowl with popcorn in her lap, tossing a few popcorn pieces into her mouth and munching.
Chris grumbled, continuing to eat his food. Rebecca smiled and turned her attention to the television screen as the movie started. Their movies nights, despite as loud ("Chris, you pig, stop eating all the damn popcorn!" "There are three more bags, Claire."), and filled with commentary all throughout the movies ("…That's not possible. A girl can't possible fight like that with five inch heels." "Chris, I can counter that from experience."), ended up being one of Rebecca's favorite nights to spend in.
The next morning, Rebecca woke up to shower and get dressed. It was a Sunday, and Sundays were off days at the Pharmacy she worked at. Luckily, Billy didn't have to be in at the shop until the afternoon so he, too, could sleep in on Sundays.
After dressing up in a cute, little yellow sun dress, Rebecca slipped back into their bedroom to find Billy all dressed and tying up the laces of his black combat boots.
"Morning," she chirped, walking over and greeting him with a chaste, morning kiss. He turned it into something deeper with twirling tongues, and when Rebecca pulled away, she was out of breath as she glanced into his slightly dilated blue eyes. She crinkled her nose cutely then, teasing, "Your breath stinks."
Billy rolled his eyes and stood to his feet. She giggled to herself when he walked over to the bathroom though. Humming to herself, she waited for him to get done.
"Olivia and Miguel are coming in from New York today, right?" He said through his teeth brushing, peeking from the bathroom.
"Yep!" She grinned, stepping up and down on the balls of her heels cutely. Billy smiled as much as a person could with a toothbrush in his mouth.
After he was done brushing, he rinsed out his mouth and got dressed. Rebecca busied herself by fixing her hair in the bathroom. When she walked back into the bedroom, she had the faintest of blush across her cheeks and her eyelashes looked dark and long with the mascara she used. In Billy's not-so-humble opinion, it really didn't take much for Rebecca to look good. Period.
It was a bit warm outside but overall the weather was fairly pleasant. The two walked down the pavements, fingers entwined and exchanging pleasant words to each other here and there. Every now and then, a female gave Billy an appreciative glance or a male gave Rebecca one. Neither of the two noticed.
Rebecca looked ahead then and spotted Olivia and Miguel, standing by a pole and talking while they waited. Olivia's hair was surprisingly down, the long brown strands of hair curling at the ends like waves. She looked up then and waved to Rebecca, smiling. Rebecca's green eyes brightened immediately and she, more or less, ran over to greet the two.
Billy let her go, chuckling to himself as he watched Rebecca throw herself at the two, beaming. Billy slowly made his way over to them then, and Olivia smiled at him. He returned the smile.
"Oh my god! Is that what I think it is?"
Billy looked at Rebecca in confusion but she was staring down at Olivia's hand, her mouth parted in surprise. Olivia's cheeks colored and Miguel cleared his throat, looking a bit embarrassed himself.
On Olivia's ring finger was a diamond ring.
Rebecca squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement, and the future-to-be-married couple shifted awkwardly at the spotlight now on them.
Billy smirked then. "So, about that wedding invitation, Olivia.."
Olivia colored even more, thoroughly embarrassed. At her side, Miguel rolled his eyes before his eyes lightened with amusement as a thought appeared to come to his mind then. "What about you two? When are we getting an 'invitation?'"
"Miguel!" Rebecca hid her face in her hands mortified, face flushed completely.
Billy grinned at her side, unabashed. Mrs. Rebecca Coen. He had to admit he loved the sound of that.
~The End~
Jill Valentine looked down at her phone, reading the text message from Rebecca. The younger brunette had been enthusiastically awaiting the arrival of her old two friends from Terra Save. So excited was she that she insisted they all get together and 'meet-and-greet.'
The blonde replied back and looked up in her seat across the restaurant table where Chris was currently stuffing himself with food. She wondered where all that food went.
'On second thought, I don't,' she thought, looking at his strong, muscularly built arms. An amused smile came across her lips at the thought.
Chris, seeming to notice her attention on him, looked up from his food. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he did so.
"You want some?"
Jill's lips quirked upwards. "Not if I want it to go straight to my thighs."
Chris raised a brow then. "And that would be a bad thing…how?"
Jill rolled her eyes. Men just didn't understand. "Eat your food, Chris."
He snorted and went back to eating. A few seconds later, he stopped and eyed her. She blinked at the attention. "What?"
"Just curious, are you thinking about dying your hair back?"
She reached up and brushed a loose strand of her pale, almost platinum blond hair. It was something she hadn't really thought about. Other things had taken priority instead of the not-so-important detail about her hair. Although she had to admit she got more stares and compliments with her hair as it was despite her not being too warmed up by the hair color originally.
"I haven't really thought about it," she said, shrugging a bit.
Chris lowered his ginormous (in Jill's opinion) burger, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement then. "Honestly, I love blondes."
"And, honestly, I'm this close to kicking your kneecap."
The brunet went back to eating, grumbling something under his breath about women. Jill couldn't help but smile.
'…I think I'll keep it blonde for now.'
"And the rest is still unwritten…"
A/N: If anyone was curious, the comments in parenthesis back in the movie night scene went like this: Claire, Chris, Chris again and then Jill (RE5 reference ftw).
"And the rest is still unwritten" is a song quote by Natasha Beddingfield, FYI. I thought it fit nicely there. (:
It's over! After a year, Crash and Burn is now officially over. *sniffs* I can't thank you all for the support you've given me for this little story of mine. It's been a long journey for our heroes and now finally they have their closure.~
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Till next story, xoxo