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J.L.: Transition period time, but it'll be solely in Jill's pov. I want everything else to be a complete surprise and a lot of things will come into play in the college years that didn't in the High school years. At the bottom are my thanks to individual readers and questions answered.

Two years later at a college party: Jill

The music was blaring. The cigarette smoke was thick. The booze kept pouring and I wasn't sure if I was just drunk or tipsy. I tried to locate Joseph, who had come here with me when some of my college friends invited me to this party. In my hand was my now-empty glass of mojito and my sight was starting to swirl a bit. The sudden urge to vomit came, and I stumbled outside, emptying my guts. How much have I drunk? A hand started rubbing my back. I looked up and even through my blackening vision, I could make out sunglasses and blond hair.

"Damn it Jill, what the hell are you doing here?" I heard the crisp voice say.

"I was invited." I spoke, but I was pretty sure I was slurring a bit. The person shook his head.

"Come on, let's get you away from this scum. I know you better that this." He said, and lifted me up. I tried to fight, but the alcohol in my system enabled little more than slumping against him.

Hours later, Valentine House

I awoke to my phone ringing. I rolled over and grabbed it, my head throbbing in hangover.

"Hello?" I spoke weakly.

"Jill! Oh thank God man. Chris would kill me if-" Joseph voice spoke but I cut him off.

"Chris has nothing to do with this." I curtly spoke. He has nothing to do with me anymore...no calls, no mail...nothing. Not even when he supposedly came home for Christmas...

"How in the hell did you get home!?" Joseph asked worried. I rolled onto my back and lifted my hand up to massage my temple.

"I think...Someone took me home. Someone who was wearing shades...who wears sunglasses in the middle of the night?" I spoke, half to myself.

"You didn't...you didn't sleep with him did you?" Joseph asked. I looked around, and saw my clothes still on and not a trace of anyone else having been in my room.

"No. It wouldn't matter anyways Joseph." I spoke with bitterness. My ring on the necklace lay on my computer desk, buried underneath change and paperwork. I hadn't the heart to throw it off into the lake, but I could no longer wear it. I hated the damn thing. He left me and expected me to wait for him. Expected me to wait a full four years and the past two without word. I bet he's found another girl by now. Found her and doesn't want to face me.

"Jill...are you okay?" Joseph asked. My eyes lay upon the calender with today's date circled. Dick wants me to work with him tonight.

"I'm fine. I'll call you later Joseph, I've got plans with Dad tonight." I answered and hung up. Walking over to the computer, I noticed a couple of I.M.'s from Rebecca and one from a TVirusMster. Rebecca's ims consisted of a 'hello', 'are you there', and 'have a good night then'. TVirusMster's left a number saying 'Call me when you wake up.'. I stood there, then grabbed my phone and dialed the number. If he was nice enough to bring me home and not rape me, then I owe it to him.

"Hello Jill." The voice from the past answered. I knew it.

"Wesker." I bid.

"Have a hangover?" He asked.

"A bit. Thanks for taking me home, but...why were you there?" I asked.

"Ada was there. She called me when she saw you. What were you doing there?" He inquired.

"Honestly...I have no idea. I just..." I fumbled for a reason.

"I'm on my way over there. You of all people shouldn't be around that kind of scum. Starting Tuesday, I want you to stop over by the station after seven p.m. I'm going to put you into the department's cadet program." He spoke.

"What? What in the hell is this? I'm not one of your-" I started to argue.

"Dick Valentine is under scrutiny right now. I know about your little talents in following his footsteps Jillian. Why don't you put those skills towards legitimate uses?" Wesker spoke and I froze. Dad's being watched?

"Fine. I'll go along with your little game. You just...keep them off his back Wesker. Please, for me?" I asked.

"I'll see what I can do. No more parties though. I catch wind, you're cut from the program and I'll lose interest in protecting your assets." He spoke.

"Fine. We have a deal." I spoke.

Months later

I slipped easily through the laser grid and over to the alarm pad. Looking back, I saw Dick give the signal and I dusted the pad for finger prints and lit it up. The five, the one, the three and the zero. I signaled them to dick, who flipped through his PDA and signaled back the possible order. Zero, five, one three. The keypad blinked and the lasers went down.

"Good." My father whispered. "Head back to the vehicle. I'll wrap this up." Dick spoke and I did as he said, slipping out to the black dodge neon srt-4 that was left running without the lights. I sat in the driver's seat and strapped in. As soon as I did, sirens blared.

"Incoming!" I radioed.

"Get the hell out." Dick called back through the radio.

"Come on, vehicle's ready!" I begged back.

"Shit! Radio silence!" Dick called and his radio was flipped off. I did the same and gripped the wheel tightly. Come on Dad! Get out here! It's not worth it! I saw the cop cars scream past me, my heart pounding through my chest. I saw Dick within the distance, and he turned back and ran away from the cop cars. Dad! I revved the engine, and u-turned around down the road from the cops, hoping Dick would cut across the backyard of the mansion and to the next yard connecting to the street I was heading for. Before I could turn onto the road, a cop car pulled out in front of me and I slammed the brakes and swerved to the side to avoid a collision. The car didn't have it's siren on. In fact, the window was rolled down and the face of Albert Wesker piloted the car. I rolled down my window, knowing I'd been busted. I could outrun Wesker easily, but he knew who I was and I'd be arrested the next day.

"Daddy's done. I suggest you disappear before they notice he had an accomplice. I expect you back in class tomorrow evening or I'll submit my report about a Dodge Neon srt-4 taking off shortly after the alarm was triggered." He spoke. I nodded, rolled up my window and gunned it for the warehouse. Ditching the car, I took off running for home.

Weeks Later

I stood in court behind the defense, and watched my Father, clothes in an orange jumpsuit, receive his guilty sentence and be hauled off for twenty to life. I stood still. Even as Claire, who had taken time off of college to come to the trial with me, hugged me I stood still. The shock wasn't what I had expected. I had known he had been busted, I had known this day would come but that didn't take away from the shock. I started walking out of the court house where dozen's of reporters swamped me.

"How does it feel to know your Father's the infamous Night Clepto?"

"Did you know about his activities?"

"Did you have any involvement in his activities?"

"I-don't feel so good." I said, and threw up on the nearest reporter. A man waded through the crowd and grabbed me, escorting me to the limo awaiting me. I slipped inside and saw that Wesker had taken me. I looked up at him as he handed me a napkin to wipe my chin with.

"Not your best preformance, but it'll do." He spoke.

"Why?" I asked, wanting to desperately know why he was doing all this and just how far did his involvement go.

"I still give a damn Jill. He might not care, but I do." Wesker said, and it hit hard. I started crying at the realization that the one man I would have counted on to be here for me wasn't.

"Damn it Chris..." I sobbed as I leaned into Wesker's embrace.

Within Hours

I was at the lake. The lake where I had crossed the line. The lake where I had confessed to Chris that I wanted more. All that I got was exactly what I was trying so hard to avoid. The ring was biting into the flesh of my palm. My grip was tight, not because of hesitation, but of savoring the reminder.

"What the hell did you expect of me? Two years and not a single call, letter or visit. I'm only human. I needed you...I needed someone to help me through my times of trouble and you couldn't be there, you couldn't even send one lousy message. Goodbye Chris." I spoke bitterly, and chucked the ring and the necklace as hard as I could to the lake, turning my back and walking away so I wouldn't even see where it would splash.

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J.L.: Now, for Reviewer response. First of all, I'd like to thank all my reviewers. The ones mentioned below are either reviewers that have stories I read or just stood out in the crowd. So, here goes.

Wulfgarfang: You were my first loyal reviewer on this story, but you disappeared after chapter 13 I think. I'm hoping it was a break from or something, but in any case, I'd like to read another review from you again. Several of them had me cracking up in laughter.

Hobbit Girl: Another loyal reviewer in the beginning. I've read all your fanfics you have up currently. Your reviews really gave a bit of insight into what people thought and received this fanfic as.

israelbauman: Thank you for your sympathies and I was able to churn out chapter 27 thanks to you.

Hydranix: I never did get around to answering your question, but the mall in chapter 10 (I'm strictly reading the reviews...lol) is based off the local mall here where I live. It's much easier to describe things you have seen. And you're welcome. Made days are the best days.

SAKURA-REVENGE: Yeah, Leon's a man-whore in the beginning. I'm surprised that you enjoyed my story with the C/J pairing being your least favorite, but I'm glad you did. It tells me that I do offer variety.

ChRiS-ReDfIeLd-FaN: A loyal reviewer and fellow C/J fan. Thank you for cheering me on and I'll keep churning out the C/J fanfics for you and other C/J fans. Remember, chapter 25 was dedicated to you.

Solid Snake91: It was your advice that helped me on the lemon. Enabled me to "Get dirty with it" and still keep it in good taste.

xkilikx: Sorry, but I'm already engaged, thanks for the flattery though, lol. I can update more for you though.

DarkHeartless12: You're welcome for all of my stories and I'll go ahead and get the new ones I've put up (He's a lady and It's your fault) going for you.

Dead I Rain: Everyone's grades are as follows: Rebecca 4.0 GPA. Joseph 2.6 GPA. Forest 3.2 GPA. Chris 2.8 GPA. Jill 3.8 GPA. Brad 3.2 GPA. Wesker 4.0 GPA. You're welcome.

Kakashi-Clone: I killed off Richard because he's the only one in the first game (Other than Enrico) who dies in front of you, and if you save him with the serum, he dies for you. That made him the perfect martyr. That and it sort of gave way for the Rebecca/Billy relationship. Don't get me wrong though, he's still an important character in this story, as you'll see in the college years.

madelene black: You were one of the biggest infleunces on the whole Wesker's controlling everyone bit in this fanfic. Thank you.

Scholar JVG: I'd like to really thank you for your support and viewpoint. You're encouraging me to work harder on my writing and build on the quality of it.

And to my favorite loyal yet technically anonymous reviewer domenica, your persistence is charming and entertaining. Thanks.

To my other Anonymous reviewers, particularly "Anonymous", thank you for your reviews and maybe one day I'll catch you with a account to read up on your works. Your suggestions were great and I followed quite a bit of them.

Happy Birthday "noopy". It's in April you told me, so happy Birthday.

To anyone not mentioned above: I apologize, but you know that your reviews kept me going as well, maybe not through out the entire fanfic, but they were like little tips/suggestions and cheers to brighten up my day.

Chapter 30 to be posted next friday April 11th. This is the start of the college years. See you then. It's a date., Lol.