He is Real

Chapter 37

Warnings: Lemon, Gore, Language

*Author's Note: Hmm, yeah, I think I will put up to chapter forty today, then maybe get a start on the DMC.

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"Is this how you do it?" Emily asked in her sweet voice as she attempted to make your bed. You rubbed away at the wrinkles, smiling at her in approval.

"You got it," you told her, patting her head as a congratulated gift. She smiled widely, jumping up a few times before collapsing on the bed.

"Can I make the next one by myself?" she asked hopefully, clapping her hands together with begging eyes. You nodded your head and she jumped for joy. 'Now if only I were that excited to make a bed,' you laughed to yourself and walked out the room, taking the bed sheets with you towards Leon's room. You knocked on the door, poking your head slightly through the doorway.

"Can I come in?" you asked, looking around the room for him. He walked out of the bathroom with only a bathroom towel wrapped around his waist. You grinned, covering your eyes with your hand although you couldn't help but peek.

"Did you just take a shower?" you questioned, gesturing towards his wet hair and chest.

"Yeah," he replied, smiling at you, "come in."

"It depends, are you going to dress in front of me?" you remarked. He chuckled, shaking his head as he opened the door wide open, inviting you in. "Oh, cozzy," you said, looking around his slightly large room. The walls were painted a light cream color. Not much furniture was set. A king sized bed laid to the right of the room, headboard against the wall.

Night tables were set on either side of the bed, old lamps on top of the wooden oak. A white door was across the room, leading to the private washroom. You acknowledged the steam coming from the bathroom. You took a few steps in, looking around, admiring the place as Leon closed the door behind you. He ran his fingers through his hair, watching you curiously.

You shook yourself from your daze and gazed down at the piled sheets in your hands. "I guess I'll start with this," you announced, walking towards the bed and beginning to rip the old sheets off, disturbing its neatness. Leon walked back to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

"How do you like your room?" Leon asked from the other side of the door. You shrugged.

"It's all right, small, but comforting," you replied, rubbing away the wrinkles and folding the top of the sheet over. You began throwing the pillows over the bed, and place them neatly side by side on against the headboard. The door to the washroom opened, revealing a now dressed Leon to your dismay. You smiled towards him, picking up the left over pile of sheets that were going to be used for Luis' room. Which was the last room you needed to visit.

"Where's Emily?" Leon asked, adjusting his pants with his belt.

"Back in my room, she's probably done by now and outside," you replied, shrugging as you walked to the door. You stopped a foot away, biting your lip as you thought to ask. You turned to face Leon. "We should help Emily, too, take her with us when we leave this town," you spoke. You knew Leon hadn't really concluded an answer to your little argument you had before. The argument in which you and Jessica stay back in this town. Leon was probably going to object. Saying that since we found Emily, it would be safer if the three of you stay here, protect her, and tend to her little young needs. But, you wouldn't agree with that. It wasn't just the fact you wanted vengeance, it was the fact you wanted to stay with Leon. Helping him kill the one who ruined your vacation, your intermission of relaxation.

"You should stay in this town with her. I'm sure Emily wouldn't want to separate from the closest thing she could call home. She'll be safer not walking towards danger," he said softly. You knew it. Again he disapproved at the thought of you going with him after Rivera Salazar. You sighed, feeling another argument soon approaching by the lack of agreement. But you were not going without a fight.

"Leon, please don't start this again," you replied slowly, "I know you mean well, but honestly, I'm not staying here." Leon closed his eyes for a moment, opening his mouth to speak, to change your mind. "And don't try to convince me otherwise. I'll protect Emily myself; you won't have to do anything. And we'll bring Pongo along. He could help us. I'm sure being a dog, he has a sixth sense of noticing things faster then we do." Leon opened his eyes, gazed at you for a moment, seeing the confidence and determination in your eyes to convince him to agree to your side of the argument. If this didn't work you had no other tricks up your sleeve. Your last resort was pretty much begging. You waited, not of his expression but of his answer.

"All right," replied Leon, causing you to smile widely, "but on one condition." Your smile was swept off your lips and once again you became serious.

"What's that?" you asked. He smiled, walking towards you.

"That I help you protect Emily," he said. Your lips curled back into a grin as you nodded slowly.

"Fair enough," you remarked, "thanks for agreeing." He shrugged.

"You wouldn't have stayed here otherwise, would you?"

"Probably not. Even if you did tie me against a pole." Leon smirked, amused by your sudden humor. You were happy, glad that the argument was concluded. Content with the accommodation, the two of you stayed in silence for a moment, just gazing into each others eyes. You were so fixated by his blue orbs, how bright they were, how well they adjusted around the pupil. You shook your head from your sudden mesmerizing act. "I better get to Luis' room and fix up his bed; will you be in here when I get back?" you asked him.

"I might. If I'm not, I'll be outside," he answered. You nodded your head, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out the door, walking over the dry concrete towards the room Leon had informed you that Luis would be staying at. It was about three doors down from the bedroom you would be sharing with Jessica. You instantly recognized the door, the gold numbers plastered on the front of the entrance. The door seemed slightly opened as you walked towards it. Maybe Luis was already in the room? Making himself comfortable possibly? You paid no mind and knocked on the door before stepping in.

"Hey, is it alright if I-- whoa didn't mean to interrupt," you remarked, suppressing a laugh as you watched Jessica's face flush a vibrant red. She pulled away from Luis who had just leaned in to kiss her before you came in the room. Jessica pried Luis' wondering hands off of her, feeling uncomfortable now that you were in the same room.

"_________, wha-what are you doing here?" she asked, still blushing. You smirked.

"I actually came here to change the bed sheets, but seeing as you're here, you can do it," you stated, throwing the pile of sheets towards her. She caught it. "I'm off, and guys? Make sure you close and lock the door before trying anything intimate." You giggled as you walked out, closing the door behind you, stealing a glance by an embarrassed Jessica as you did. You shook your head, making your way back to Leon's room when suddenly, you spotted Emily walking out your door. She saw you, forming her lips into a huge smile.

"I did it! __________, I did it!" she shouted excitedly, jumping up and down as she pointed towards your room.

"Did you now?" you asked, walking towards her. She nodded her head vigorously and grabbed your hand.

"Do you want to see?" she asked.

"Sure," Emily smiled, pulling you towards your room. "It took me a while, but I did it!" she exclaimed, bouncing and pointing towards Jessica's bed. You gazed upon it. She didn't do a bad job. There was certain wrinkles here and there that you couldn't miss but nothing you expected less from Emily. She was still just a seven year old girl. "Emily, you did a fantastic job," you complimented. She only giggled her sweet voice. "C'mon, let's go bother Leon," you suggested, pulling her out the door. A red tint formed on Emily's cheeks as she walked shyly behind you, focusing on the floor. You looked over at her behind your shoulder, seeing her sudden bashfulness. You smiled to yourself and continued on.

Suddenly a bark was heard, followed by the fast paws of the wondering Pongo.

"Pongo!" Emily called to it. The dog barked again, running towards the two of you as you opened Leon's door.

"Hey, I brought some friendly company," you told Leon, seeing him sitting on the edge of his large bed, adjusting the clip into his handgun. He looked up at you, smiling towards Emily who was hiding behind your leg. Pongo ran his way through the door, jumping on the bed and giving Leon a friendly lick on the hand. He petted his head and gestured for the two of you to enter.

"You came back quickly," Leon remarked.

"Yeah, well, Luis' room was kind of occupied," you smirked.

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*Author's Note: Uh-huh, there's another chapter, gonna put up some more, since I have nothing else to do, and it's fun putting up chapters and seeing your reviews and such about them. I like your company, those who review on here most, it's like talking to you guys often, and having friends and stuff.