New Horizons, XI
By: Hotaru
Warnings: Steve bashing, strong language, RE: Code Veronica spoilers, AND masturbation

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Chris thought intently about Jill as the hot water rolled down his body. /Every free second I have, I think about her. Her body…her lips…mhm./ Rubbing his face roughly, Chris turned off the water and dried and dressed quickly. He went out into the living room and joined Jill on the couch. She was engrossed with the book she was reading, and barely noticed him.

With a silent sigh, Chris let his head fall back and his eyes close. A little while later, he felt arms pulling him to the side. "Jill?" he questioned incredously as she pulled him into a kiss. She merely moaned in response and began to un-button her pajama top. Chris pulled his shirt off quickly and went for Jill's bra. She groped his member gingerly, and began un-buttoning his shorts."Are you s-sure about this?" Chris questioned as Jill began to remove her shorts too. She smiled and nodded and removed her panties.

Bolting up right, Chris opened his eyes and looked over at Jill. She was dressed and looked up from her book. "Chris? Are you okay?" She asked, knitting her brows. Chris nodded weakly and jumped up from the couch and ran into the bathroom to finish what his dream started.

Leaning against the wall, his hand fumbled around to flush the toilet, and he splashed some cold water on his face. He briefly stared at his reflection before sliding down the wall and onto the floor. He couldn't leave that room until he was back to normal. Jill knocked on the bathroom door. "Chris? You ok?" She asked. "Yeah..just felt a little sick though." Chris replied weakly.
"
Can I come in?" Jill asked, turning the doorknob. Chris sighed and un-locked the door.
"Yeah."
Jill stepped into the bathroom and sat down on the covered toilet seat. "You were sweating like crazy back there." She remarked.
"Yeah. Bad dream I guess." Chris replied dully.

Fetching a washcloth from under the sink, Jill wet it and pressed it against Chris' head. "Thanks." He replied, squeezing his eyes shut painfully.
"No problem. Want me to run down to the store to get you some ginger ale?"
"What for?"
"My mom used to give me ginger ale all the time when I was feeling sick."
"Oh. Nah, I'm alright. I just feel really…drained, you know?"
"Maybe you should go to bed."

Chris got up from the floor and nodded, padding into the living room. "I'll wake up Leon and Claire. Set up the bed, ok?" Jill said, pausing at Leon's door. Chris nodded, and Jill went into Leon's room. Claire had rolled over to one side and was clutching a pillow for dear life. Leon was on his back with an arm thrown over his face, the other hanging off the end of the bed.
"Psst." Jill hissed, climbing in between the two. Leon stirred slightly. "PSST!" Jumping up, Leon pulled a gun from God knows where.
"What! What?!" he exclaimed, looking around the room.
"Leon, relax, it's me." Jill said, lowering his firearm. Leon blinked a few times before returning his gun.
"Sorry." He apologized, rubbing his eyes. Jill smirked and climbed off the bed.
"So what happened?" She asked.

Leon looked at Claire, and then at his watch. "We were talking for awhile, about Steve, and getting information from him and stuff. I guess we must have fallen asleep." He replied. Jill nodded and went back into the living room.
"What'd she say about Steve? I mean, about our hypothesis about Steve?" She asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.
"It sounded like Steve was acting pretty strange while they were together. He'd kind of…emerge from a black out and have no idea where he was. And he would go out with out telling her where sometimes too." Leon explained.
"Sounds like he was going to Umbrella to me." Jill said angrily.
"She's real worried about Katie being infected with a virus too."
"I wonder if she could be."
"It all depends. I would think that if it was the T-virus or something, that she wouldn't have made it after a few days. But she seems pretty healthy so far."
"That's true."
"We'll have to send you in to see Steve. You can act like you're there to see your boyfriend or dad or something, but talk to him instead. Flirt, squeeze information out of him. Stuff like that."
"Sounds like fun."
"I bet. I'll get approval from my boss, and a wire and recorder so if he admits to abusing Claire, we'll have proof so he'll be locked up."

Jill nodded and stretched. "I'm beat." She announced. She stood up from the table and went over to the living room. "Night Jill." Leon called, rubbing his face tiredly. "Night Leon." Jill replied, climbing into bed beside Chris.

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A couple days later, Leon was given the green light by his boss to send Jill undercover. Chris, Claire and Leon were making the final touches on Jill before they dropped her off at prison. "So, do I look like trailer-trash?" Jill asked, as Chris dabbed some more eye shadow on her eyelids.
"Yes, you do. All we need is a cigarette behind your ear." Chris replied teasingly.
"Ok, that's it. Go take a quick look in the mirror, and we can go." Leon said, standing up right and dusting his hands off. Jill went into the bathroom momentarily, and made sure that the wire wasn't visible. "Ok, all set?" She asked, joining the trio. They then headed outside and began the drive to prison.

"So here's how it's gonna be. There's a room where people can talk to inmates, I'm sure you've seen it on t.v. and everything, but anyway, you go in and walk around for a while, looking for your ex-boyfriend who was arrested for armed robbery. Hopefully, Steve will make the first move, but if not, just sit down in front of him and take it from there. The rest, we've been over. You all set?" Leon explained.
Jill nodded and soon thereafter, they arrived at the jailhouse. "Ok, there's going to be an Officer Harrison waiting for you in the lobby. He'll take you down." Leon said, turning the car off. Jill climbed out of the car, and leaned in through the window for any last advice.

"Do good work Jill." Chris said.
"I will. Is the recorder set up?" Jill replied. Leon, who had went to the backseat, gave her a thumbs up.
"When you get inside, just say something so we know it's working." He said. Nodding, Jill headed into the building in a plaid mini skirt and a tube-top.

A little while later, they heard Jill speak. "I'm looking for an Officer Harrison." The three in the car leaned to the recorder intently.
"I'm officer Harrison. Right this way." A male voice replied. There were footsteps, stairs, and more voices.
"How long do I have?" Jill asked.
"Half hour to an hour. Depends how the warden feels." Harrison replied. "Ok, here it is." he continued, a door opening with a resounding 'bzzzt'.

There was silence, while Jill walked around, until the distinctive voice of Steve came through to the car. "You look lost."
"Hum? Oh yeah. My jackass ex-boyfriend got arrested and told me to come down here to talk to him. But I guess he forgot." Jill said, accenting her voice slightly.
"Same here. They said a lawyer'd be talking to me."
"I guess it's just you and me then, huh babe?"
"Sure. So what's your name, doll face?"
Chris gritted his teeth. /First he rapes my sister, then he flirts with Jill? How many more reasons are you gonna give me to rip his head off!?/
"Angel." Jill lied.
"Fits you perfectly. I'm Steve."
"Steve huh? So what are you in for?"
"Shit."
"I didn't know that was illegal."
"The charges are shit, I mean. See, my girl says that I raped her. But that ain't how it is at all."
"No?"
"No. I fucked her raw."

Claire jumped out of the car, and speed walked around the parking lot a few times. /I won't let him get to me. I won't let him get to me. I can't let him do this to me. He made my life hell for long enough. I can't let this bother me. He can say what he wants, and it will convict him. He'll be locked up and won't bother me ever again./
Chris caught up with her a little while later, when she had sat under the shade of a tree. "Hey." He said, sitting down beside her.

"Hi." Claire replied.
"You can't let him get to you like this."
"I know. I just didn't want to hear anymore."
"That's understandable. But if you're going to testify in court, you can't just run out when he says something like that. Be strong, Claire. I know you are."
"I need a drink."
"Ah, ah, no you don't. Come on back to the car now. They're not talking about that anymore."
"Yeah, ok."

Leon smiled at Claire as she got back into the car. "They started talking about Antarctica and Rockfort Island." He informed.
"So you were in Antarctica? Without a jacket!?" Jill asked, sounding very ditzy.
"Yeah. Freezing down there."
"So what happened?"
"We crashed there. Don't tell anyone, but…I died there."
"What?"
"I died. There was this crazy bitch down there, and she injected me with a disease or something, and it made me mutate, I think. But then this worm thing attacked me and I died. But that crazy bitch, she brought me back to life. I think she died, but someone else left me a note from her."
"What'd it say?"
"That they'd let me go, only if I promised to come to their labs twice a week so they can find out how I un-morphed myself! Ain't it great?"
"Yeah! So you were like…a monster?"
"Yep. Could tear these walls down with a flick of the wrist. They've been paying me so they can perform experiments on me and stuff like that."
"Wow…"
"I know. You won't believe how much they paid me to get my girl pregnant. I was supposed to steal her kid, so they could inject her to see how she'd react."
"Aw, poor kid! What happened? Wouldn't she have any of the viruses they gave you?"
"Nah, they packed me full of anti-bodies and serums and crap, so she'd be pure. Then, they'd inject her with the same virus they gave me, to see if she could un-morph too."
"Wow! You're so cool!"

Claire breathed a huge sigh of relief. "Thank God for that." Leon remarked, wiping his brow.
"I think Jill should get out of there now. Umbrella might find out he leaked information, and want to get Jill." Chris said worriedly.
"Ok, I'll go in and tell Harrison to bring her back up. Be right back." Leon said quickly.
"So hopefully he'll be sentenced now that we've got proof." Chris said, breaking the awkward silence.
"Yeah. I didn't really want to see him again by testifying in court. But like you said, I've got to get over this." Claire replied.
"Mm-hmm."
"So, did you have fun at the movies?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Did she hold your hand?"
Chris glared back at his sister. "Yes, she was scared if that's what you mean." He said. Claire shook her head and looked out the window.
"Want to go to a park later?" She asked a little while later. Chris shrugged and played with Katie.
"If you want." He replied.
"It's been a few days since we went, and I don't want Katie to be in a stuffy apartment all day."
"Sure, that's fine I guess. It'll be hot though."
"There's plenty of trees. We'd be in the shade most of the time so you don't have to worry about it."
"That's true."

A little while later, Leon and Jill entered the car. "Great job, Jill. I knew you could do it." Chris congratulated.
"Thanks, Chris. It wasn't hard getting information out of the little prick at all." Jill replied.
Leon turned off the recorder and started the drive home. "And that information on Umbrella, we hit gold." Chris remarked.
"Sure is. I'll let headquarters know about it asap. But I'm going to wait until we go back before they get the actual recording." Jill said, buckling herself in.
"Yeah. You never know what Umbrella will do to stop that information from being leaked."
"I can't believe he just blurted it all out. You'd think there was a confidentiality agreement or something. But he probably was just trying to impress me."
"Stupid ass." Claire muttered, shifting in her seat.
Leon turned on the radio and stuck his arm out the window with a sigh. "Do you guys want to come to the park with us?" Claire asked.
"Ah, Claire, it's so hot." Leon moaned.
"I'll go." Jill offered.

Claire glared at Leon briefly. "Fine, you stay at home then. I just thought it'd be a nice way for us all to get to know each other a little better. Besides, Katie needs fresh air, Leon." She huffed. With a small roll of the eyes, Leon sighed.
"Fine, I'll go but I'm getting ice cream from every damn truck that passes." He warned. Claire smiled with satisfaction.
"Just let me run into your apartment to get some things for her, ok?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure. Grab me a bottle of water from the fridge while you're up there." Leon replied, exiting the highway.
"Any other requests?" Claire asked with a sarcastic grin.
"I'd like a pool, please." Chris said.
"And a ton of watermelons." Jill piped in.

Leon rolled his eyes again, and drove into his apartment parking lot. "I'll be right back." Claire said, climbing out of the car.
"So she's doing well." Leon remarked.
"Yeah. I was worried that she'd be on that couch forever." Chris said.
"I hope I'm helping by being here." Jill said, looking at the cars passing by.
"You are, trust me. Even though she may not show it, she's probably relieved to have another girl around." Chris said reassuringly.
"That's good. How long are you staying around?" Jill asked Chris.
"I don't know. A few more days, depends on how long she wants me here." He replied. "What about you?"
"No clue. I want to get this information to the boss right away, but I don't want to leave too early." Jill replied.
"Speaking of information and bosses, I have to get this tape to my boss." Leon interrupted.
"What about the information about Umbrella? I need that!" Jill exclaimed.
"You'll get your tape! I'll let him know that you need a copy of it, and explain how you helped and what not. Don't worry." Leon said re-assuringly.

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At the park, Chris and Jill sat on a pair of swings, and Leon, Claire, and Katie headed for a sandbox. "So how was work before you left?" Chris asked, scuffing the dry, dirt ground with the tip of his shoes.
"Fine. Carlos was a little mad that you just up and went without so much as a word. He was even more pissed when I decided to go, seeing how we were short handed as it was." Jill replied, swinging gently back and forth.
"Ah, he's always got a problem with someone."
"But hopefully this will give us some leads on Umbrella."
"Yeah, that'd be great. All the anonymous tips we've received have been just a waste of gas and time."
"That's true. We've been on too many wild-goose chases. It's hard to take our jobs seriously when it's like this."
"Yeah. But when we finally take 'em down, it'll all be worth it."

Chris looked over and gave Jill a genuine smile. She couldn't help but blush and smile back, before turning her attention to a pair of squirrels. "That's so cute, the way they eat." She remarked.
"Sure is." Chris replied, kicking himself for not taking advantage of that one moment. He could have told her then, asked her out or just confessed his feelings and gotten it over with. But noooooo, he had to talk about squirrels. Or rather continue her discussion about squirrels. Damn things.
"Ah, Chris? You okay?" Jill inquired, putting her hand gently on his arm. Chris blushed profusely and tried to talk. "You want a drink of water or something?" Jill asked, leaning closer in worry. Chris could only nod, and follow her to a nearby water fountain. After gulping for a few moments, Chris stood up and wiped the water from his mouth with the back of his hand. "Don't know what happened there." He said, coughing slightly.
Jill sighed and shook her head. "You worried me. You know, sometimes people who have been blind for most of their lives actually see again because of a brain tumor pushing—"

"Jill! No! I don't have a brain tumor!" Chris interrupted.
"I know! I'm just saying that maybe it could be something like that..a disorder or something."
"Oh, a disorder. Why don't you just declare me braindead while you're at it!" Jill smacked Chris on the arm and huffed back over to the swings. "If you're going to be sarcastic, just forget it!" She snapped. Chris ran after her and accidentally pulled her into him. "What are you doing?" She asked worriedly, falling against his chest.

"Sorry, I just didn't want you running away like that. I just would prefer if we stray away from terminal conditions having to do with my momentary lapse of speaking abilities." He replied.
"Yeah…okay. Sorry. You wanna let me go now?" Jill said worriedly.
"Not really, but I will."

TBC