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"Alright, let's get this over with," Chris started the meeting once everyone had assembled, "Umbrella's up to something new over in Utah. Barry found this article on the internet earlier today."
Barry passed out several copies of the article around the group. Chris stopped speaking as they all read it through.
"I think it's obvious that we need to step in and do everything we can to stop this from happening again."
"The plan is as follows," Barry took over, "Chris, Jill, and Becky will go to the compound Thursday night. Seeing as today is Wednesday, they're catching a flight late tonight with one of Chris's old air force buddies. Leon, Claire, and I will remain here until Friday evening. If we do not hear from the others by then, we go in and put a stop to this."
Everyone around the group nodded.
"Any questions?" Chris asked.
No one moved.
"Great. Let's get going," Barry said, "Chris and Jill, get the ammo ready. Becky, you look exhausted, go get some rest. Leon and Claire, go see if you can find anything about this compound on-line. I'll be here examining the article for clues as to what's going on." [Okay, think RE1 here: Barry examining a puddle of blood for 'clues'. I mean, let's get real...]
Everyone nodded and dispersed.
Chris and Jill went down to Barry's basement. Even after Raccoon, he still managed to keep a vast weapon collection.
They each grabbed a duffle bag and began sorting through guns and ammunition.
"You think they're at it again?" Jill asked.
"Without a doubt," Chris responded, no emotion in his voice.
They sat there for a moment or two in silence, nothing but the mechanical 'click' of loading the weapons.
"I'm sorry," Jill said again, looking over at Chris. He was unusually focused on the task at hand.
"For what?"
"You know what."
Chris put down the gun and looked at Jill, "You already apologized. There's no need to apologize again."
He went back to the weapons.
"You don't sound like you've forgiven me."
Chris didn't answer.
"Do you forgive me, Chris?"
He remained silent.
"Chris?" Jill asked again.
Chris opened his mouth to answer, but Claire chose that exact moment to come bounding down the stairs, "Yo Chris! Mind if I take Jill place?"
Jill frowned, but Chris shrugged and said, "Sure."
Jill sighed and left. Claire hastily took her place.
"What's up, sis?"
"I should be asking you the same question. What's up with you and Jill?"
"Nothing."
"Liar. Seriously, what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Stop lying to me Christopher Redfield."
"Oooo, you're using my full name. I'm scared."
"Shut up."
Chris smiled, "Carlos came back."
Claire stared at her brother in disbelief, "Carlos? The one Jill said helped her get out of Raccoon City?"
"Yeah," Chris growled.
"You don't sound happy about it."
"Did Jill ever mention Carlos fell for her?"
"What?!"
"Carlos came back and tried to take Jill away from me," Chris started, and repeated everything Jill had told him, ending with Jill's apology; grimacing all the while.
"That sucks."
Chris grumbled.
"Did she sound sincere?"
"When?"
"When she apologized. Do you think she was really sorry?"
Chris thought about it, "Yeah, I guess I do."
"Then what else matters?"
Chris smiled. Nothing else did matter. He trusted Jill, and if she said there was nothing between her and Carlos, he believed her.
"Judging from that look on your face, I'm right. Again," Claire smiled confidently.
"Don't get used the feeling. With you, it never lasts long."
Claire glared at her brother, "When was I ever wrong?"
"Tenth grade, getting your driver's license: 'I don't need to study. I know everything by heart.' As I recall, you wound up failing that test at least twice."
"We're all allowed one mistake," Claire smiled.
"Okay, fine. Seventh grade: 'I don't need to pick up by roller blades. People should be smart enough to look where they walk.' Dad tripped over them and broke his arm!"
Claire laughed, "You remember how angry he was!"
Chris joined his sister's laughing fit, "Easy for you to laugh, he wound up grounding ME, he thought those were my roller blades; no matter how much I told him otherwise."
"That's cuz they were yours! I got them when you outgrew them!"
Chris and Claire collapsed in a fit of laughter.
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Meanwhile, Leon and Jill were upstairs, trying to find out more information. Barry had gone upstairs to call his family, who were staying in Florida with friends, just as a precaution.
Leon leaned back in his chair as he waited for a page to finish loading, "This really sucks."
"No kidding," Jill responded, sipping her coffee.
"You okay?"
Jill smiled slightly, "I guess I'll live."
"What's the problem, you've been acting funny?"
"Just a little worried, that's all."
"About what?"
"Going into the compound, what Umbrella's got in store for us, Chris..." Jill trailed off.
"You and Chris having problems?"
Jill sighed, "I don't even know..."
"There's your problem."
Chris and Claire came into the room, still laughing slightly.
"Find anything interesting?" Claire asked, walking over to Leon.
"Not much," Leon replied.
"What about you?" Chris asked Jill.
"Nothing," She answered quietly.
"Well, we'll just have to keep looking," Chris said, resting his hand on Jill shoulder and squeezing it slightly. She looked up and him and he flashed his famous Redfield smile and nodded.
She smiled too. And, right then, she didn't worry about the mission to the compound. Chris would be there and that would be enough to get her through it all.
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Author's note: THE END! Anyway, it's kinda a cliffhanger so, if I get enough reviews, I may write a sequel to this. So if you liked this, please review! ^_^
"Alright, let's get this over with," Chris started the meeting once everyone had assembled, "Umbrella's up to something new over in Utah. Barry found this article on the internet earlier today."
Barry passed out several copies of the article around the group. Chris stopped speaking as they all read it through.
"I think it's obvious that we need to step in and do everything we can to stop this from happening again."
"The plan is as follows," Barry took over, "Chris, Jill, and Becky will go to the compound Thursday night. Seeing as today is Wednesday, they're catching a flight late tonight with one of Chris's old air force buddies. Leon, Claire, and I will remain here until Friday evening. If we do not hear from the others by then, we go in and put a stop to this."
Everyone around the group nodded.
"Any questions?" Chris asked.
No one moved.
"Great. Let's get going," Barry said, "Chris and Jill, get the ammo ready. Becky, you look exhausted, go get some rest. Leon and Claire, go see if you can find anything about this compound on-line. I'll be here examining the article for clues as to what's going on." [Okay, think RE1 here: Barry examining a puddle of blood for 'clues'. I mean, let's get real...]
Everyone nodded and dispersed.
Chris and Jill went down to Barry's basement. Even after Raccoon, he still managed to keep a vast weapon collection.
They each grabbed a duffle bag and began sorting through guns and ammunition.
"You think they're at it again?" Jill asked.
"Without a doubt," Chris responded, no emotion in his voice.
They sat there for a moment or two in silence, nothing but the mechanical 'click' of loading the weapons.
"I'm sorry," Jill said again, looking over at Chris. He was unusually focused on the task at hand.
"For what?"
"You know what."
Chris put down the gun and looked at Jill, "You already apologized. There's no need to apologize again."
He went back to the weapons.
"You don't sound like you've forgiven me."
Chris didn't answer.
"Do you forgive me, Chris?"
He remained silent.
"Chris?" Jill asked again.
Chris opened his mouth to answer, but Claire chose that exact moment to come bounding down the stairs, "Yo Chris! Mind if I take Jill place?"
Jill frowned, but Chris shrugged and said, "Sure."
Jill sighed and left. Claire hastily took her place.
"What's up, sis?"
"I should be asking you the same question. What's up with you and Jill?"
"Nothing."
"Liar. Seriously, what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Stop lying to me Christopher Redfield."
"Oooo, you're using my full name. I'm scared."
"Shut up."
Chris smiled, "Carlos came back."
Claire stared at her brother in disbelief, "Carlos? The one Jill said helped her get out of Raccoon City?"
"Yeah," Chris growled.
"You don't sound happy about it."
"Did Jill ever mention Carlos fell for her?"
"What?!"
"Carlos came back and tried to take Jill away from me," Chris started, and repeated everything Jill had told him, ending with Jill's apology; grimacing all the while.
"That sucks."
Chris grumbled.
"Did she sound sincere?"
"When?"
"When she apologized. Do you think she was really sorry?"
Chris thought about it, "Yeah, I guess I do."
"Then what else matters?"
Chris smiled. Nothing else did matter. He trusted Jill, and if she said there was nothing between her and Carlos, he believed her.
"Judging from that look on your face, I'm right. Again," Claire smiled confidently.
"Don't get used the feeling. With you, it never lasts long."
Claire glared at her brother, "When was I ever wrong?"
"Tenth grade, getting your driver's license: 'I don't need to study. I know everything by heart.' As I recall, you wound up failing that test at least twice."
"We're all allowed one mistake," Claire smiled.
"Okay, fine. Seventh grade: 'I don't need to pick up by roller blades. People should be smart enough to look where they walk.' Dad tripped over them and broke his arm!"
Claire laughed, "You remember how angry he was!"
Chris joined his sister's laughing fit, "Easy for you to laugh, he wound up grounding ME, he thought those were my roller blades; no matter how much I told him otherwise."
"That's cuz they were yours! I got them when you outgrew them!"
Chris and Claire collapsed in a fit of laughter.
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Meanwhile, Leon and Jill were upstairs, trying to find out more information. Barry had gone upstairs to call his family, who were staying in Florida with friends, just as a precaution.
Leon leaned back in his chair as he waited for a page to finish loading, "This really sucks."
"No kidding," Jill responded, sipping her coffee.
"You okay?"
Jill smiled slightly, "I guess I'll live."
"What's the problem, you've been acting funny?"
"Just a little worried, that's all."
"About what?"
"Going into the compound, what Umbrella's got in store for us, Chris..." Jill trailed off.
"You and Chris having problems?"
Jill sighed, "I don't even know..."
"There's your problem."
Chris and Claire came into the room, still laughing slightly.
"Find anything interesting?" Claire asked, walking over to Leon.
"Not much," Leon replied.
"What about you?" Chris asked Jill.
"Nothing," She answered quietly.
"Well, we'll just have to keep looking," Chris said, resting his hand on Jill shoulder and squeezing it slightly. She looked up and him and he flashed his famous Redfield smile and nodded.
She smiled too. And, right then, she didn't worry about the mission to the compound. Chris would be there and that would be enough to get her through it all.
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Author's note: THE END! Anyway, it's kinda a cliffhanger so, if I get enough reviews, I may write a sequel to this. So if you liked this, please review! ^_^