Title – Jill's Day
Rating – PG-13
Summary – Jill has her monthly. Can Chris handle it?
Disclaimer – Don't own Resident Evil or anything. I promise to return the characters unharmed.
Author's Notes – This will now be a trilogy. The first chapter is what men do, this chapter is what they should do and the last chapter is what they shouldn't do.
We've paired up some characters for the sake of the story. We've even brought them back from the dead – but that's for the next chapter. We've also decided to give Chris something he's really good at besides guns and failing anger management.
Onto the story…
Chapter 2
Chris arrives at Jill apartment and sees her crying at the kitchen table.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
"Nothing." Jill responded, wiping away her tears.
"It's okay. You can tell me. Did someone die?"
Jill cries even more. "NO! Its worse then that."
"What's worse then that?"
"I need some stuff at the store and I can't leave my apartment."
"Why not?"
"You don't wanna know." Jill said with a sniffle.
"Gotcha." Chris new better then to ask further.
"I'm so glad you're here. You can go to the store for me. Please?"
She hands him a list with three items on it.
"Midol, Kotex, Tampax. I can do that." Chris said with a grin.
Jill brightens a bit. "You will?"
"Yeah. No problem. Be right back."
"Wait. Don't you need money?"
"Nah. I got it. Just sit on the couch. Think nice, happy, fluffy thoughts and I'll be right back."
Jill starts to cry again. "Okay."
At the store…
Chris whistles to himself as he walks down the diaper aisle to the feminine hygiene products. I wonder why these are always with the baby diapers and Depends. They don't look like diapers. I think I'll get her the super absorbent, super thin, overnight maxis with oversized wings. Hmmm…Tampax. Scented or unscented? Unscented.
He heads to the healthcare aisle for the Midol. A surprised woman sees him and approaches him.
"Do you need help picking out something for your sister?" She asked.
"This stuff isn't for my sister. It's for my beautiful girlfriend, Jill. My sister would have torn my head off by now. But, thank you for asking. Bye."Chris said with a cheesy grin on his face.
A woman behind him stomps her foot. Damn! All the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped.
At the checkout counter…
"Girlfriend got you buying her stuff?" The clerk said with a snort.
"At least I have a girlfriend." Chris said, taking a look at the clerk's nametag. "Skippy. And she's beautiful and sexy too. As a man, it's my responsibility to do what I can to make her comfortable during this difficult and painful time for her."
"Are you stupid?"
Chris pulls out his 9mm Berretta Samurai Edge handgun and sticks it in Skippy's face.
"Are you calling me stupid?"
"Absolutely not." The clerk responded.
Chris puts the gun away. "I didn't think so."
Back at Jill's apartment…
Chris walks in to see Jill sitting on her couch, wrapped up in a blanket.
"I had my period. I wanted out. Nemesis pissed me off. So…I killed him." Jill said in a very deadpan tone.
"Did I ever tell you that I really respect you as woman in every possible way?"
"No, Chris. But, it's good to hear. I'll let you live."
"Thank you? I think."
"Did you get the stuff?"
Chris holds up one bag. "I got it." Then he holds up another. "And this is for you."
Jill opens the bag. Inside were a bouquet of flowers, a box of chamomile tea, a bag of Hershey's kisses and a tub of Death by Chocolate ice-cream.
"I don't care what the others say about you. You're the best and most brilliant boyfriend ever."
"I know."
"Don't let it go to your head."
Chris holds up one finger. "I have one more thing." He holds up a DVD box.
Jill smiles brightly and grabs the box. "My favorite! Pride and Prejudice! The AandE version. I love Mr. Darcy."
"And I'm prepared to watch with you. All five hours of it."
"Will you marry me Chris?"
By this point Chris started getting nervous. "Uhhh…let's not get hasty." He grins: "But we can cuddle. Heating pad?"
"Absolutely."
Five hours later…
As the credits roll across the screen, Chris tries to restore circulation to his arm. Jill is asleep with her head on his lap. Not wanting to wake her, he gently picked her up and moved her to her bedroom. After tucking her into bed, he leaves a note on her nightstand and leaves.
A few hours later…
Jill wakes and makes a run to the bathroom. Upon returning to her room, she sees the note.
Hey Jill!
You fell asleep, so I tucked you in. I hope you feel better soon. I can't fully comprehend what you're going through, but I just want you to be happy. If you need anything, please call me.
Love you babe!
Chris
"I love that man." Jill whispers to herself.
The End
Moral of the chapter - To go to the store and get pads for your girlfriend is brave. To get them Death by Chocolate ice-cream as well is divine.