I'm back!! I'm not dead yet!!! Well, last chapter had symbolism up the
yinger......no, yanger........no, yonga........yonga? The hell is a
yonga?.............oh well.....this chapter might have the same amount or
not, depends on how much caffeine is in my system...SO, on with the story,
hope you like it, blah blah blah.....thank god I'm not dead yet.......
THE ASSAULT Chapter 9: From Dusk Until Dawn
By: EvilQuatreX(aka me....actually.....no, wait....yeah, me...)
The conversation went on and on until Barry was passed out on the couch and only Ark, Chris and Jill were talking. Leon and Claire had come back after their little 'discussion' and joined in with the conversation until Barry finally woke up, which was pretty soon.
"Jesus, what time is it?" Barry asked while shrugging off the effects of sleep.
"Um......8 at night," Chris responded while looking at his watch.
"Oh damn, better get some REAL sleep...night," Barry said as he got up from the couch and walked to the stairs.
"Night Barry."
"Night."
"Huh.....oh, night."
"Mmmhmmmhm," was Claire's response because she tried to talk and keep her head buried into Leon's neck(the one with the esophagus that takes down food, perverts....honestly...)
"Niiiiight....." Ark replied, already half-gone.
The five talked for a while longer until Ark passed out in the recliner he was sitting in, then Leon and Claire left to go to sleep, obviously not fooling Chris or Jill. Chris was all right with his sister being with Leon because he thought she should just settle down with someone and not be involved with the Umbrella incident. Plus, thinking about their time at the Australian Airport a few days ago, he thought it might make a little less tense.
"Well, I guess I should get some sleep too. Night, Jill," Chris said. He got up from his sitting spot and helped Jill up as well. The two walked upstairs together, but stopped when they reached the second room, Jill's room. Chris wished Jill a good night, hugged her and gave her a peck on the cheek and went off towards his own room, the fifth one. Originally, they planned that Leon and Ark, being pretty good friends, share a room; however, 'something' changed that.
When Chris got into his room, he did his ritualistic 30 pushups and fell onto the bed in front of him, but he didn't go to sleep. He just lie there, looking at the ceiling and thinking about all of the things he did in his life. He never thought about his life this way before, mainly because that day could have been the last day of his life. He thought about his days in the Air Force, times he went fishing with Barry and some other friends, when he was recruited into S.T.A.R.S. by Wesker and other stuff. After he thought about the day he became a S.T.A.R.S. officer, another memory came into his mind and stayed there. The day he recruited Jill.
It was a peaceful September 23 in Raccoon City, sun shining, a cool breeze every now and then, perfect day to laze around. That's what everyone at the RPD had in mind that day probably, because most everyone decided to skip doing work and just talk. Chris, however, had other things on his mind. Wesker was supposed to swear in a new recruit fresh from Delta Force, but he called in sick and let Chris do it. Chris was kind of suspicious because, even though Wesker was coughing on the phone, he was a terrible faker and sounded perfectly fine. Chris didn't mind because him getting to recruit someone this early into his career in S.T.A.R.S. was a big advancement for him and was ready for it.
Chris went to the front desk to talk to some people about a hunting trip he missed and to wait for the new recruit. It was just about time for the swear-in to start when he saw a chestnut-haired woman, probably in her early 20s walk through the main doors to the RPD. She was wearing a white T- shirt with loose-fit khakis and black dress shoes. At that moment, Chris thought he couldn't keep his eyes off her, but he willed himself to do so.
"Hi, I'm supposed to be sworn in here today, where do I go for that?" The woman asked Chris.
"Um.....oh, are you Jill?"
"Yeah, I am, how did you know?"
"Oh, hi, I'm Chris Redfield, I'm supposed to swear you in today."
"Oh, thanks, but wasn't someone named Albert supposed to do it? He told me he was going to."
"Oh, he, uh, called in sick today, so, um, I'm doing it today," Chris hesitated for a second, trying not to sound like he really wanted to do this, while trying not to sound like this was a chore he didn't want. "Ok, follow me, we'll get you sworn in."
Chris led Jill down a hall to the right of the front desk and into an office with desks filled with loose papers and odds and ends. There, he led her into a little office and swore her into the S.T.A.R.S. branch. After the ordeal, Chris took her to the S.T.A.R.S. office and showed her her desk, which had nothing on it except for a welcome card from the S.T.A.R.S. officers and an apology letter from Wesker, explaining that he couldn't be there and that she'll fit in well at the office. Chris talked with Jill for a little, then left her in the office to unpack her things and get settled in.
Chris could remember that day like it happened just the other day, but that was years and years ago. Now, he and Jill had become pretty good friends. Just then, he heard the doorknob turn. He quickly got up from the bed and went for the door, but he was too late.
"Chris?" Jill asked as she opened the door, hoping Chris wasn't asleep yet.
"Yeah, Jill?"
"Oh, can I talk to you, Chris?"
"Sure, I'm not going anywhere soon," Chris said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Heh heh," Jill responded to Chris's little joke while she closed the door behind her. "I...I wanted to give you your gun back," Jill said this while taking the gun Chris gave her from her pants and offered it to Chris.
"Jill? Why, don't you want it anymore?" Chris was getting a little frightened at the thought that Jill might not like him anymore for some reason or another.
"No, it's not that, it's just....you've always given to me, but I haven't been able to give anything to you. I shouldn't be having this, an...." Jill was cut off when Chris closed both his hands around Jill's outstretched hand and gently pushed it back to Jill.
"Jill, you don't need to give anything to me just because I gave something to you. You're my friend; I give to you, but I don't expect anything back. That's what friends do."
At that moment, Jill put the gun down on the nightstand next to her and threw herself into Chris, hugging him tightly and burying her face into his collar bone.
"Chris, you're the best friend anyone could ever have, oh my god..." Jill said while she started to break into tears.
"Shh.....don't cry......don't cry..." Chris said softly to Jill while he ran his fingers through her hair.
(At this point in the story, the author suggests that you snuggle up, that's right, I said 'snuggle up,' with a good buddyfriend and listen to some Barry White while you read this.)
At that moment, Jill and Chris looked at each other. They finally knew about each other; Chris loved Jill and Jill loved Chris. They came closer together, Chris's arms wrapping fully around Jill's back, Jill doing the same with Chris. Finally, they both kissed, deeply. Both of their tongues moving around each other's mouths while their bodies moving against each other. Their arms and hands moving up and down each other's backs. Jill gently pushed Chris towards the bed while Chris was moving there on his will, with a little of Jill's help. When Chris was sitting on the bed, he gently tugged at Jill's back to join him on the bed. When Jill went onto the bed, they were lying next to each other, still locked into a deep kiss. Jill then straddled Chris's hips while still in a passionate kiss and started to rock back and forth while holding the back of Chris's head. Chris was using his hands to give Jill's movement momentum against his body while bringing his head closer to Jill's.
The two were like that for an entire half hour. The rest they did, moaning and screaming included, is behind closed doors.
What were you expecting, a full-fledged lemon? Dear lord......if you want a lemon version, here's what you do: post a review saying you want a lemon version of this chapter, get some soda or water or beer or whatever you want to drink, rent a porn flick from Wherehouse or something and insert the names Chris and Jill into the sex scenes. Simple enough? Ok, thought so. By the way...............hey, churros........NO, FOOD MUST WAIT, FOOD MUST WAIII...........OOOOOOOOHHH, CHURROS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, gotta go, later!!!!!! (didn't mean to offend anyone......don't sue me, I'm funny)
THE ASSAULT Chapter 9: From Dusk Until Dawn
By: EvilQuatreX(aka me....actually.....no, wait....yeah, me...)
The conversation went on and on until Barry was passed out on the couch and only Ark, Chris and Jill were talking. Leon and Claire had come back after their little 'discussion' and joined in with the conversation until Barry finally woke up, which was pretty soon.
"Jesus, what time is it?" Barry asked while shrugging off the effects of sleep.
"Um......8 at night," Chris responded while looking at his watch.
"Oh damn, better get some REAL sleep...night," Barry said as he got up from the couch and walked to the stairs.
"Night Barry."
"Night."
"Huh.....oh, night."
"Mmmhmmmhm," was Claire's response because she tried to talk and keep her head buried into Leon's neck(the one with the esophagus that takes down food, perverts....honestly...)
"Niiiiight....." Ark replied, already half-gone.
The five talked for a while longer until Ark passed out in the recliner he was sitting in, then Leon and Claire left to go to sleep, obviously not fooling Chris or Jill. Chris was all right with his sister being with Leon because he thought she should just settle down with someone and not be involved with the Umbrella incident. Plus, thinking about their time at the Australian Airport a few days ago, he thought it might make a little less tense.
"Well, I guess I should get some sleep too. Night, Jill," Chris said. He got up from his sitting spot and helped Jill up as well. The two walked upstairs together, but stopped when they reached the second room, Jill's room. Chris wished Jill a good night, hugged her and gave her a peck on the cheek and went off towards his own room, the fifth one. Originally, they planned that Leon and Ark, being pretty good friends, share a room; however, 'something' changed that.
When Chris got into his room, he did his ritualistic 30 pushups and fell onto the bed in front of him, but he didn't go to sleep. He just lie there, looking at the ceiling and thinking about all of the things he did in his life. He never thought about his life this way before, mainly because that day could have been the last day of his life. He thought about his days in the Air Force, times he went fishing with Barry and some other friends, when he was recruited into S.T.A.R.S. by Wesker and other stuff. After he thought about the day he became a S.T.A.R.S. officer, another memory came into his mind and stayed there. The day he recruited Jill.
It was a peaceful September 23 in Raccoon City, sun shining, a cool breeze every now and then, perfect day to laze around. That's what everyone at the RPD had in mind that day probably, because most everyone decided to skip doing work and just talk. Chris, however, had other things on his mind. Wesker was supposed to swear in a new recruit fresh from Delta Force, but he called in sick and let Chris do it. Chris was kind of suspicious because, even though Wesker was coughing on the phone, he was a terrible faker and sounded perfectly fine. Chris didn't mind because him getting to recruit someone this early into his career in S.T.A.R.S. was a big advancement for him and was ready for it.
Chris went to the front desk to talk to some people about a hunting trip he missed and to wait for the new recruit. It was just about time for the swear-in to start when he saw a chestnut-haired woman, probably in her early 20s walk through the main doors to the RPD. She was wearing a white T- shirt with loose-fit khakis and black dress shoes. At that moment, Chris thought he couldn't keep his eyes off her, but he willed himself to do so.
"Hi, I'm supposed to be sworn in here today, where do I go for that?" The woman asked Chris.
"Um.....oh, are you Jill?"
"Yeah, I am, how did you know?"
"Oh, hi, I'm Chris Redfield, I'm supposed to swear you in today."
"Oh, thanks, but wasn't someone named Albert supposed to do it? He told me he was going to."
"Oh, he, uh, called in sick today, so, um, I'm doing it today," Chris hesitated for a second, trying not to sound like he really wanted to do this, while trying not to sound like this was a chore he didn't want. "Ok, follow me, we'll get you sworn in."
Chris led Jill down a hall to the right of the front desk and into an office with desks filled with loose papers and odds and ends. There, he led her into a little office and swore her into the S.T.A.R.S. branch. After the ordeal, Chris took her to the S.T.A.R.S. office and showed her her desk, which had nothing on it except for a welcome card from the S.T.A.R.S. officers and an apology letter from Wesker, explaining that he couldn't be there and that she'll fit in well at the office. Chris talked with Jill for a little, then left her in the office to unpack her things and get settled in.
Chris could remember that day like it happened just the other day, but that was years and years ago. Now, he and Jill had become pretty good friends. Just then, he heard the doorknob turn. He quickly got up from the bed and went for the door, but he was too late.
"Chris?" Jill asked as she opened the door, hoping Chris wasn't asleep yet.
"Yeah, Jill?"
"Oh, can I talk to you, Chris?"
"Sure, I'm not going anywhere soon," Chris said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Heh heh," Jill responded to Chris's little joke while she closed the door behind her. "I...I wanted to give you your gun back," Jill said this while taking the gun Chris gave her from her pants and offered it to Chris.
"Jill? Why, don't you want it anymore?" Chris was getting a little frightened at the thought that Jill might not like him anymore for some reason or another.
"No, it's not that, it's just....you've always given to me, but I haven't been able to give anything to you. I shouldn't be having this, an...." Jill was cut off when Chris closed both his hands around Jill's outstretched hand and gently pushed it back to Jill.
"Jill, you don't need to give anything to me just because I gave something to you. You're my friend; I give to you, but I don't expect anything back. That's what friends do."
At that moment, Jill put the gun down on the nightstand next to her and threw herself into Chris, hugging him tightly and burying her face into his collar bone.
"Chris, you're the best friend anyone could ever have, oh my god..." Jill said while she started to break into tears.
"Shh.....don't cry......don't cry..." Chris said softly to Jill while he ran his fingers through her hair.
(At this point in the story, the author suggests that you snuggle up, that's right, I said 'snuggle up,' with a good buddyfriend and listen to some Barry White while you read this.)
At that moment, Jill and Chris looked at each other. They finally knew about each other; Chris loved Jill and Jill loved Chris. They came closer together, Chris's arms wrapping fully around Jill's back, Jill doing the same with Chris. Finally, they both kissed, deeply. Both of their tongues moving around each other's mouths while their bodies moving against each other. Their arms and hands moving up and down each other's backs. Jill gently pushed Chris towards the bed while Chris was moving there on his will, with a little of Jill's help. When Chris was sitting on the bed, he gently tugged at Jill's back to join him on the bed. When Jill went onto the bed, they were lying next to each other, still locked into a deep kiss. Jill then straddled Chris's hips while still in a passionate kiss and started to rock back and forth while holding the back of Chris's head. Chris was using his hands to give Jill's movement momentum against his body while bringing his head closer to Jill's.
The two were like that for an entire half hour. The rest they did, moaning and screaming included, is behind closed doors.
What were you expecting, a full-fledged lemon? Dear lord......if you want a lemon version, here's what you do: post a review saying you want a lemon version of this chapter, get some soda or water or beer or whatever you want to drink, rent a porn flick from Wherehouse or something and insert the names Chris and Jill into the sex scenes. Simple enough? Ok, thought so. By the way...............hey, churros........NO, FOOD MUST WAIT, FOOD MUST WAIII...........OOOOOOOOHHH, CHURROS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, gotta go, later!!!!!! (didn't mean to offend anyone......don't sue me, I'm funny)