Shattered Hearts
Chapter 2:
Authors' Note: Thanks to all who reviewed by story. You all give me the inspiration to continue with my story. ^_^
Disclaimer: Applies as before, I don't own Resident Evil, Capcom does.
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Chris Redfield stepped out of his car, shut the door and walked towards the hospital building. He walked into the hospital and glanced around the lobby, for a local hospital, it was well taken care of; the difference in countries was obvious. Even though America had the money, the French was known for overdoing things.
' Reception desk, reception desk... ah, there it is'
When he spotted the reception desk off to the side, Chris walked over to it and glanced at the woman sitting there. She was talking on the phone in French, and didn't even bother to acknowledge him standing there in front of her. Chris, who was quick with his temper, slammed his hand down on the desk.
"Bien, m'excuser monsieur! Pouvoir ne vous voyez pas que je suis sur le téléphone!"
Chris glared at the woman receptionist angrily.
"Look, I'm in a big hurry, I don't have time for your laziness!!"
"Pourquoi je jamais vu un homme de votre impolitesse dans toute ma vie! Vous avez quelque nerf!"
"Well, if you'd just get your ass off that damn phone and listen to me, maybe I wouldn't be so rude!"
Then Chris pushed the button on the receiver to hang up the phone. The women looked down at the disconnected phone and then back up at him.
"Vous ennuyant le bâtard!"
"Look, I may not know a lot of French, but calling me a bastard is not acceptable"
"Je vous appelle un basatrd parce que vous avez raccroché mon téléphone!" The woman screamed.
"I Hung Up Your Precious Phone, Because You Were Too Lazy To Pay Attention!!" Chris shouted back at her.
Another receptionist walked out of the lounge and looked at the two arguing and was amused. She laughed to herself putting her coffee down. Pinning her hair back into a bun, she picked up her coffee and walked towards the two.
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Leon watched as Jill, Rebecca, and Barry walked out the hospital room waving and smiling back at him. To be honest, all he really wanted was to be alone for the moment, so he was glad they had left. The silence sweeping the nearly empty room was calming, and Leon had the chance to let his mind wander. He walked over to the chair next to Claire's bed from the spot were he stood and sat down.
' Why...'
"Why did you come after me?"
'...Why?'
"Why... why'd you do it... it was my mission anyway, it didn't concern you... So... why you of all people to follow me into that mansion."
'...Or...'
"Were...w-were you there before me? I don't understand it... when you've been through so much... I..."
Leon leaned forward and grabbed Claire's hand gently; god only knows what could be broken or useless... Leon didn't want to even think like that, nor did he want to cause further damage to her or have that thought to be true.
"Claire, if you can possibly hear me... I'm sorry, I'm so Very Sorry Claire... is it at all possible that you could forgive me... maybe?"
' It's hopeless...'
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"Um, excuse me sir, how can I help you?" she said politely.
"Well, your girl here at the desk was to caught up in her own little world to give a damn about helping me." Chris replied taking his eyes off the unhelpful receptionist.
"I see, well first off she can understand English, but can't speak it. Secondly, what is it that you need?"
"I'm just here to see my sister, she was just sent here this morning I think."
"Okay, well let's check the list of the people just registered as patients in the hospital as of today."
The woman went over behind the desk and picked up the list.
"What's her name?"
"Claire"
"Okay, good here it is, room 514 on the ninth floor."
"Thank you very much."
"Your welcome."
Chris walks toward the elevators in the left corner of the lobby. He stood there for a second, remembering what number room it was, pushed the up button and waited for the elevator. The numbers went down until the doors finally slid open in front of him. Chris stepped inside the small elevator and pressed the 9-floor button. The doors closed and started to ascend upwards.
During his little trip, the elevator had stopped at five floors and each time a crowd of people cramped the tiny space, which royally agitated Chris to the point of screaming. On the other hand he was a man of honor, and wouldn't stoop so low as to say anything, so he just waited patiently.
When most of the people got off, Chris had a chance to breathe. The elevator opened up on the ninth floor, now the only thing Chris was left to do was find the room. He paced back and forth through seemly endless hallways until he arrive at 514. When he did, he glanced in the room, and then stood near the door for a brief moment before finally entering.
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Leon sighed and turned the chair around facing away from the bed, still holding on to her hand. He knew that it was hopeless trying to talk to her now, she was still unconscious and probably couldn't hear him. Then Leon felt pressure on his hand and turned around to see Claire's hand closed over his. Leon was speechless. He looked at her briefly, rose to his feet, let go of her hand, even though he didn't really want to and started walking back towards the window.
'...Did she hear me...'
Leon was too lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He turned around to face the person, but was too late. What seemed like a brick punched him in the jaw, knocking him into the wall. Pain rushed through his jaw as he looked up to see Chris staring down at him.
'Shit...'
"What was that for Chris!" Leon said holding onto his jaw.
"Shut up Leon, what the hell happened"?
"I-I don't know-"
"That's bullshit!"
Chris then punched him in the face, a blow that was hard enough to crack something if done properly. Considering all the bar fights he's been in over his few years training in the air force, he obviously knew how to make it hurt.
Leon hit Chris in his jaw, feeling his anger build up inside. This little fight turned into a brawl as the two exchanged blows. Chris punched him in the stomach, as Leon countered by upper-cutting him in the chin. When he went to hit Chris in the face again, Chris punched him in the abdomen knocking Leon into the wall. Blood dripped from Leon's lip as he used the wall for support. breathing heavily, he looked up at Chris.
"...N-No Chris, it isn't..."
Just before Chris hurt Leon any further, Barry rushed in the room and grabbed Chris's arms. Jill and Rebecca weren't far behind him.
"That's enough Chris!" Barry shouted moving him away from Leon.
"What the hell is going on here, oh my!" Rebecca said looking at them.
"Chris why did you do that?" Jill asked staring at him directly.
"..."
"Anyway, Leon I'll clean you wound for you."
"As always, thank you Becky"
Rebecca helped Leon to his feet, putting his arm around her, and led him to the patient bathroom. While she was helping Leon, Barry let go of Chris's arm and he turned to face him.
"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
"I came here looking for answers"
"Chris, that's not the way to deal with things" Jill added.
"Yeah man, even if you're worried about your sis, you shouldn't overreact like you did."
Chris now felt bad about it, and lowered his head. He didn't really know why he hit Leon, it just happened. It's true Chris was quick to get mad, but truthfully he was a nice guy, as long as you didn't piss him off. He always looked up to Barry as a father, and respected his judgment, after all, Barry's the one who landed Chris in S.T.A.R.S.
Rebecca walked out of the bathroom, holding a 'thumbs up', she went to go sit down. Leon followed her shortly after and stood by the wall looking at Barry and Jill.
"Well Leon, I want to know what happened in the facility the other day." Chris said looking at him.
"...Promise you won't kill me?"
"I won't hurt you."
Leon sighed and began to tell Chris everything. He started telling him about working with the government, going to Europe, and about being injected with the progenitor virus. Leon paused for a moment and looked at the group, who was listening carefully, and looked over at Rebecca taking notes. Then he told them about being forced to cooperate with them on account of them hurting Sherry if he didn't, after that told them about arriving at the Paris Umbrella facility and finding Claire.
"That's when I saw her laying there motionless, covered in blood. Immediately after finding her, I rushed over to you guys."
"All right, I've heard enough...thank you for clearing that for me" Chris said looking at Leon.
"...No...problem..." he said to Chris as he left the room.
"By the way, I'm sorry about before" Chris said just before walking out the door.
"As long as it doesn't happen again" Rebecca said waving bye to Chris.
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To be continued
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No Flames please, only constructive criticism.
Authors' Note: Thanks to all who reviewed by story. You all give me the inspiration to continue with my story. ^_^
Disclaimer: Applies as before, I don't own Resident Evil, Capcom does.
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Chris Redfield stepped out of his car, shut the door and walked towards the hospital building. He walked into the hospital and glanced around the lobby, for a local hospital, it was well taken care of; the difference in countries was obvious. Even though America had the money, the French was known for overdoing things.
' Reception desk, reception desk... ah, there it is'
When he spotted the reception desk off to the side, Chris walked over to it and glanced at the woman sitting there. She was talking on the phone in French, and didn't even bother to acknowledge him standing there in front of her. Chris, who was quick with his temper, slammed his hand down on the desk.
"Bien, m'excuser monsieur! Pouvoir ne vous voyez pas que je suis sur le téléphone!"
Chris glared at the woman receptionist angrily.
"Look, I'm in a big hurry, I don't have time for your laziness!!"
"Pourquoi je jamais vu un homme de votre impolitesse dans toute ma vie! Vous avez quelque nerf!"
"Well, if you'd just get your ass off that damn phone and listen to me, maybe I wouldn't be so rude!"
Then Chris pushed the button on the receiver to hang up the phone. The women looked down at the disconnected phone and then back up at him.
"Vous ennuyant le bâtard!"
"Look, I may not know a lot of French, but calling me a bastard is not acceptable"
"Je vous appelle un basatrd parce que vous avez raccroché mon téléphone!" The woman screamed.
"I Hung Up Your Precious Phone, Because You Were Too Lazy To Pay Attention!!" Chris shouted back at her.
Another receptionist walked out of the lounge and looked at the two arguing and was amused. She laughed to herself putting her coffee down. Pinning her hair back into a bun, she picked up her coffee and walked towards the two.
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Leon watched as Jill, Rebecca, and Barry walked out the hospital room waving and smiling back at him. To be honest, all he really wanted was to be alone for the moment, so he was glad they had left. The silence sweeping the nearly empty room was calming, and Leon had the chance to let his mind wander. He walked over to the chair next to Claire's bed from the spot were he stood and sat down.
' Why...'
"Why did you come after me?"
'...Why?'
"Why... why'd you do it... it was my mission anyway, it didn't concern you... So... why you of all people to follow me into that mansion."
'...Or...'
"Were...w-were you there before me? I don't understand it... when you've been through so much... I..."
Leon leaned forward and grabbed Claire's hand gently; god only knows what could be broken or useless... Leon didn't want to even think like that, nor did he want to cause further damage to her or have that thought to be true.
"Claire, if you can possibly hear me... I'm sorry, I'm so Very Sorry Claire... is it at all possible that you could forgive me... maybe?"
' It's hopeless...'
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"Um, excuse me sir, how can I help you?" she said politely.
"Well, your girl here at the desk was to caught up in her own little world to give a damn about helping me." Chris replied taking his eyes off the unhelpful receptionist.
"I see, well first off she can understand English, but can't speak it. Secondly, what is it that you need?"
"I'm just here to see my sister, she was just sent here this morning I think."
"Okay, well let's check the list of the people just registered as patients in the hospital as of today."
The woman went over behind the desk and picked up the list.
"What's her name?"
"Claire"
"Okay, good here it is, room 514 on the ninth floor."
"Thank you very much."
"Your welcome."
Chris walks toward the elevators in the left corner of the lobby. He stood there for a second, remembering what number room it was, pushed the up button and waited for the elevator. The numbers went down until the doors finally slid open in front of him. Chris stepped inside the small elevator and pressed the 9-floor button. The doors closed and started to ascend upwards.
During his little trip, the elevator had stopped at five floors and each time a crowd of people cramped the tiny space, which royally agitated Chris to the point of screaming. On the other hand he was a man of honor, and wouldn't stoop so low as to say anything, so he just waited patiently.
When most of the people got off, Chris had a chance to breathe. The elevator opened up on the ninth floor, now the only thing Chris was left to do was find the room. He paced back and forth through seemly endless hallways until he arrive at 514. When he did, he glanced in the room, and then stood near the door for a brief moment before finally entering.
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Leon sighed and turned the chair around facing away from the bed, still holding on to her hand. He knew that it was hopeless trying to talk to her now, she was still unconscious and probably couldn't hear him. Then Leon felt pressure on his hand and turned around to see Claire's hand closed over his. Leon was speechless. He looked at her briefly, rose to his feet, let go of her hand, even though he didn't really want to and started walking back towards the window.
'...Did she hear me...'
Leon was too lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He turned around to face the person, but was too late. What seemed like a brick punched him in the jaw, knocking him into the wall. Pain rushed through his jaw as he looked up to see Chris staring down at him.
'Shit...'
"What was that for Chris!" Leon said holding onto his jaw.
"Shut up Leon, what the hell happened"?
"I-I don't know-"
"That's bullshit!"
Chris then punched him in the face, a blow that was hard enough to crack something if done properly. Considering all the bar fights he's been in over his few years training in the air force, he obviously knew how to make it hurt.
Leon hit Chris in his jaw, feeling his anger build up inside. This little fight turned into a brawl as the two exchanged blows. Chris punched him in the stomach, as Leon countered by upper-cutting him in the chin. When he went to hit Chris in the face again, Chris punched him in the abdomen knocking Leon into the wall. Blood dripped from Leon's lip as he used the wall for support. breathing heavily, he looked up at Chris.
"...N-No Chris, it isn't..."
Just before Chris hurt Leon any further, Barry rushed in the room and grabbed Chris's arms. Jill and Rebecca weren't far behind him.
"That's enough Chris!" Barry shouted moving him away from Leon.
"What the hell is going on here, oh my!" Rebecca said looking at them.
"Chris why did you do that?" Jill asked staring at him directly.
"..."
"Anyway, Leon I'll clean you wound for you."
"As always, thank you Becky"
Rebecca helped Leon to his feet, putting his arm around her, and led him to the patient bathroom. While she was helping Leon, Barry let go of Chris's arm and he turned to face him.
"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
"I came here looking for answers"
"Chris, that's not the way to deal with things" Jill added.
"Yeah man, even if you're worried about your sis, you shouldn't overreact like you did."
Chris now felt bad about it, and lowered his head. He didn't really know why he hit Leon, it just happened. It's true Chris was quick to get mad, but truthfully he was a nice guy, as long as you didn't piss him off. He always looked up to Barry as a father, and respected his judgment, after all, Barry's the one who landed Chris in S.T.A.R.S.
Rebecca walked out of the bathroom, holding a 'thumbs up', she went to go sit down. Leon followed her shortly after and stood by the wall looking at Barry and Jill.
"Well Leon, I want to know what happened in the facility the other day." Chris said looking at him.
"...Promise you won't kill me?"
"I won't hurt you."
Leon sighed and began to tell Chris everything. He started telling him about working with the government, going to Europe, and about being injected with the progenitor virus. Leon paused for a moment and looked at the group, who was listening carefully, and looked over at Rebecca taking notes. Then he told them about being forced to cooperate with them on account of them hurting Sherry if he didn't, after that told them about arriving at the Paris Umbrella facility and finding Claire.
"That's when I saw her laying there motionless, covered in blood. Immediately after finding her, I rushed over to you guys."
"All right, I've heard enough...thank you for clearing that for me" Chris said looking at Leon.
"...No...problem..." he said to Chris as he left the room.
"By the way, I'm sorry about before" Chris said just before walking out the door.
"As long as it doesn't happen again" Rebecca said waving bye to Chris.
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To be continued
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No Flames please, only constructive criticism.