YAY! FINALLY THE BIG 100! WHOO HOO! YES, SO THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED BECAUSE NOW I HAVE A 100! I'M SO HAPPY! Okay, so, I'm finally playing RE: Outbreak and I'm like: "Where the hell are all the online people at?" I'm thinking it's the time difference but I don't know. I really don't. But I have been playing with a couple of people online and it's cool. Hmm, this whole spring break, I've been watching a whole lot of cartoons, well actually six, but I've kept watching it over and over and over. I can't seem to tire of it. I don't know. Hyuck, hyuck. Well…I'll leave you to read and review when you're all done, otay?
Chapter 12: Introducing the 'Cat'
"BOO!" She yelled as she entered the office.
"Holy mother…you scared me! What are you doing here?" Chris asked.
"I didn't feel like going anymore. Besides, I wanted to hang out with the person who stuck up for me." She said sarcastically.
"Okay…" He said.
"But I'm going to use the restroom first." She exits and makes her way to the restroom.
"Chris, Don and Nick are duking it out downstairs. It's a good match. Big money is riding on it too." Bryan, an officer, stuck his head into the office.
"No shit? I'll be down. I just have to tell my partner."
"Make it quick." Bryan made his way down.
"I'm not going to wait for her." Chris got up and left.
-Ladies Restroom-
Jill stood in front of the mirror fixing her hair. Once it was to her liking, she turned on the tap and patted herself with cold water.
"Jill?" Chris barged into the restroom with one hand covering his eyes.
"CHRIS!" She immediately turned to face him. "What are you doing here! This is the women's restroom! You don't belong here, GET OUT!"
"Wait, before you get all angry, I'm going downstairs. Don and Nick are duking it out and I gotta watch." He said quickly.
"Fine, just leave before I shoot you." She said.
"Okay bye." He ran out.
"What an idiot." She smiled on how cute he looked. Once she was done in the restroom, she decided to go down and see what was so great about this match-up. She explored the whole downstairs but she didn't know exactly where she was going."Excuse me, Officer…Krupke, have you seen Officer Redfield?"
"Redfield? Oh you mean Chris. Yeah, he's down at the gym."
"There's a gym here?" She was surprised.
"Yeah, um down the hall, take a left and then a right after you pass the drink machine but before the water fountain." Officer Krupke told her.
"Okay, I think I pretty much got that." Jill said with a confused look on her face.
"There's two doors by the water fountain, you'll know what I'm talking about. You can't miss it. There's a big sign pointing you towards the work out area."
"Thank you Officer Krupke."
"Anytime." He said and Jill was off to the work out area.
She entered the gym and found Chris by himself pumping some iron. She walked up to where he was at and hovered over him. "You know, you shouldn't be lifting by yourself. What if you were to have an accident?" Shesaid while looking down at him. He got startled fromher abrupt presence and found he couldn't lift the bar to put back in its resting place.
"A little…help…please…" He managed to choke out.
"What happened to the match?" Jill asked.
"Can…you…help…me…out…first…" He pleaded, while he tried to find his strength to put the bar back into place.
"I don't know if I'm strong enough." She said.
"Jill…plea…se…I'm…go…ing…to…" Jill finally gave in and helped him lift the bar.
"Thanks a lot." He said while sitting up. "So what would be a better way to kill me? I would like to know?" He smiled.
"I could shoot you," She said while pulling out her Beretta and holding it up to his temple, "but then again, it's still crummy. Besides, I wouldn't want to clean up your brains, assuming you have any."
"Ah." Chris said taken aback. "Hey, whatever happened to reducing gun violence?"
"Hmm, you do have a point. So what happened to the match?" She asked.
"Oh, Nick knocked Don out on the first round…and they said it was a good match up, psh." He was annoyed.
"That sucks…so…hey, wanna box?" She asked.
"What? No. I'm not going to hit you." Chris said.
"Oh come on. It'll be fun." She smiled.
"No way. I'm refuse to hit you."
"So just stand in the middle of the ring while I kick the shit out of you." She laughed.
"No." He said sternly.
"Please? If you win, I will do whatever you want, no question asked." She said.
"And if you win?" He asked.
"You do whatever I tell you." She said.
"That sounds fair." He paused to think about. Then he looked around and found the place empty. "Since no one is here to witness anything, I'll do it." He gave in.
"Yes!" She began laughing. "Don't take it easy on me just because I'm a woman." She said.
"Oh believe me, I won't hold back sweet heart." He said as went to grab some gloves.
Jill took off her beret, belt and her outer shirt, leaving her in just her combat pants, boots and a tank top. "So who's going to strap us up seeing that there's no one here but me and you." She said.
"Hmm, I got an idea." Chris said and ran out. He came back in a manner of seconds with Officer Krupke. He strapped the both of them up and returned outside. Chris and Jill took their corners. "Um so do we just start?" Chris asked when out of the blue they heard the bell ring. They both turned to look and found Officer Krupke sitting near the bell along with other officers who wanted to see a good match.
"Tom, what the hell is going on?" Chris asked.
"Nothing Chris, we just want to see you get your ass kick by a girl."Tom said.
"Very funny Krupke. After I kick her ass, you're next." He pointed to him.
"You're all talk Flyboy. Let's see some action." He said and rang the bell once again.
Jill smiled at Chris and she approached him with her guard up. Chris had a smirk on his face as though he had the match in his bag. He began teasing her by sticking his fist out but Jill didn't fall for that. She tapped his fist and immediately ducked after he swung with his other hand and uppercut him on the ribs. Chris growled in pain, forgetting that he had been in a fight that night. "Aw, did someone forget he was in a fight earlier?" Jill smiled.
"Oooo." Officer Krupke and the other officers watching said.
"Whatever. That's still not enough to stop me from kicking your ass." He said and got into a stance. Chris and Jill danced around the ring, teasing each other with petty punches. "Come on Jill." Chris taunted and then decided to throw her a hard right hook, which she quickly dodged.
"Come on Chris, you're too slow." She teased.
"Psh, I'm just giving you a chance. Plus, I'm just warming up." He returned to the guarding position.
"Sure." She said. She then started throwing small punches towards his face, which Chris easily blocked or dodged. Jill faked her next little punch, catching Chris off guard and gave him a hard left hook to his nose.
Chris quickly grabbed his nose to suppress the immense pain. "Aaahhh!" He yelled as his eyes began to water.
"Damn, Chris! We've been looking for you for the last seven minutes and here you are getting your ass kick by Jill!" Joseph yelled as he came into the gym with Barry, Rebecca and Brad.
"Fuck you." He said, shaking the pain away. "Alright Jill, I'm not going to hold back anymore. You're going down baby."
"Anything you say honey." She smiled. Chris immediately threw her a punch after she spoke but she quickly spun and backhanded him at the back of his head. Everyone cheered for her, especially Rebecca.
"Hey that's not fair! Backhanding isn't boxing!" He whined while he took off his headgear off and threw it on the ground.
"Jeez you really are a whiner." Jill giggled while taking her headgear off as well.
"Oh, you want to backhand? Alright, let's try this with no gloves." Chris said.
"OH!" The crowed yelled.
"Fine with me." She agreed.
"Barry." Chris called for him to take his gloves off, while Rebecca tended to Jill's
"Jill are you really sure you want to do this?" She asked her.
"Positive!" Jill said arrogantly.
"Hey Valentine, are kicks allowed?" Chris asked.
"Sure Chris, whatever you have to do to kick my ass." She smiled. She then sat down and unlaced her boots.
"I was just asking because I don't want you to kick me in the nuts when we're supposed to be having a hand to hand combat."
"Okay Chris." She said. She got back into the ring and waited for Chris. He finally got to his corner and Krupke rang the bell, signaling for them to go at it. He immediately came running towards her with his hand up in the air ready to whack her. She quickly put her Aikido skills into work and grabbed his striking hand. She took a side step and threw him to the mat. Chris got up with a growl.
"Yay! Come on Jill! Kick his ass! Show him girl power!" Rebecca yelled happily.
"Shut up." Joseph told her. "Come on Chris! You're going to make all us guys look bad!"
"You shut up!" Rebecca yelled at Joseph.
"Have you ever taken lessons?" Jill asked Chris.
"No. I'm more of a street fighter. Why?" He grunted.
"Nothing." She exhaled. After so many failed attempts at getting a good solid blow at Jill, Chris was now sparring out of frustration and was getting extremely irritated.
"Son of a bitch! The only way I could win is if grapple her down and use my strength to pin her down." He thought. He quickly got up to his feet and thought of a clever idea. He went on as the same approach as he did when he was first thrown down but instead of actually trying to hit her, he tackled her to the mat with not much difficulty. "Ha-ha!" He laughed in his head. He then pinned her hands above her head with his own hands. "Give up?"
"Never!" She yelled and tried to struggle out of his grasp but he was just too darn heavy.
"What's the matter?" He teased while he felt her struggle free beneath him. She struggled and struggled but couldn't get free. He was extremely strong and she had no chance of squirming out. She then thought of the only possible way, she kneed him in the groin. Chris' eyes went big and he fell on top of her, dying of the pain. She rolled him off to the side and she got up. She walked away from him and immediately came running back preparing to elbow drop him. He saw this comingand despite the pain, he rolled out of the way before she came crashing down on him. Now, instead of a hand-to-hand combat, it turned into a wrestling match! He quickly crawled towards her seeing that she just knocked the wind out of her from the fall and pinned her.
"RING THE DAMN BELL KRUPKE! CHRIS WINS!" Joseph yelled.
Just before Krupke was about to ring the bell, Jill raised her hand to Chris' face and applied an excessive amount of pressure on his black eye. Chris swatted her hand away but she persisted, so he stood back up.
"Whatever happened to the hand-to-hand combat?" Chris asked.
"I don't know." Jill laughed.
"Tell me, what the hell is going on here?" Came a familiar voice that would certainly strike terror to anyone who didn't know him. The crowd immediately shut up and Chris and Jill didn't know what to do from where they were at.
"Uh, Wesker, we were just, uh, sparring." Chris said.
"It looked like you were getting your ass kicked. Anyways, wrap this up, S.T.A.R.S. team, get back to the office now. Rebecca, are you still here? I thought you already finished the updating?"
"I did finish. I just didn't want to leave yet and it a real good thing that I didn't, otherwise I would've missed this." She smiled.
"Okay, just don't complain when you come into work tomorrow." He said.
"Okay." She said.
"Alright, get back to the office all of you!" He ordered everyone, including the uniforms, and then left to the office by himself.
"So who wins?" Jill asked while she laced up her boots.
"I don't know." Chris said while he put on his shirt. "Hey Krupke! Who won?" He called to him right before he exited.
"Um…uh…" He stuttered and then looked at the others for an answer but know one gave it to him. "Um, Chris won."
"WHAT!" Jill and Rebecca exclaimed.
"Yeah, he won. He did…he was…you never got a chance to pin him." He said and immediately left before anything couldhappen to him.
"Forget it Jill, you don't have to stick with the terms we made earlier." He said while all of them walked back to the S.T.A.R.S. office.
"Like hell I won't. You didn't win fair and square." Jill said.
"Aw, don't be a sore loser." Chris teased.
-Last 15 minutes in the office-
Chris then got up from his seat and rolled it beside Jill. "Hey." He greeted as he sat down.
"Hey yourself." She said.
"Are you still sore because I won?" He asked.
"Psh, I should've won, but whatever." She said.
"Hey, you cheated!" Chris exclaimed.
"No I didn't!" She defended.
"Yeah you did! You backhanded me when we were supposed to be boxing. Then you knee my groin. Shit, I should've punched you on the boob for kneeing me in the nuts." He said.
"Okay, so are you here for something, or are you hear to brag?"
"Brag what? I didn't even lay a finger on you." He laughed. "Okay anyways Jill, if you want to listen, here's the plan. But we're gonna have to do it at around three in the morning or something."
"Three in the morning? Okay, what is it?" She whispered.
"We're going to steal their cars and put them in the police impound." He told her.
"Can we do that?" She asked.
"Yeah, I know the guy over there. We used to shoot pool every Saturday but he just got hitched so yeah, no more pool." He said.
"And how do we plan to steal their cars?" She asked.
"Well, that's where you're skills come in."
"Oh no, I am not going to use my skills for a stupid prank." She said.
"Suit yourself. Now you will never get your clothes back and daddy can't buy you a new wardrobe when you're so far away." He said as started to roll back to his desk
"Okay. Okay. I'll do it. But if we get caught, it's your ass onthe lineand I get to leave."
"Uh…er…ugh…deal." He said and they shook on it. "You better be ready."
"Psh, you better be ready."
"I always am." He said arrogantly.
"Hey what are you two girls whispering about?" Joseph said, taking a seat atop Jill's desk
"We were just making plans for our midnight date." Chris said sarcastically and rolled back to his desk on his chair.
"Really? Pray tell." He asked.
"Seriously, do you not know sarcasm when you hear it?" Chris said.
"Hehe, yeah I do. Oh well, 11:03, time to go home now." He smiled and immediately left to avoid further embarrassment.
"What a jackass." Barry said, "So Rebecca, Jill, seeing that you two don't have any vehicles yet, do any of you ladies need a ride?"
"Oh, um Brad said he would take me. He said that my place is right on his way home." Rebecca smiled. "Thanks anyway Barry." She said and left with Brad.
"No problem, kiddo. Jill?"
"Yeah!" She said, snapping out of her daze, "yeah, I could use a ride." She said, while absentmindedly staring at Chris, who wasgathering his stuff.
"Well, Barry, Jill, I'll see you two tomorrow." Chris grabbed his jacket and headed to the locker rooms to get changed.
"Barry?"
"Yeah Jill?"
"Can ask you something?"
"Sure."
"How long have you known Chris?"
"Um, I've known him for about six years now."
"Um…" She stuttered, "In all your years of knowing him, has he ever done anything…stupid?"
"No, I can't say that I have. No, wait. I think he did do something stupid. I think he bought this really expensive evening gown for this girl. Oh yeah I remember every time this girl would come in with a speeding ticket or parking ticket, he'd always pay for it. I guess you can say he does stupid things for girls."
"Oh?" She asked.
"Yeah, but this was when he was still nineteen or something. I haven't seen him seen him do anything stupid lately and I think he's learned from his mistakes. Don't tell him I told you this, but I kind of feel sorry for him."
"Why?" She asked, curious to know.
"Well, since it's always been just him and his sister, he worked really hard to stabilize themselves and he never had time for a real relationship. And whenever he found someone he was interested in, they were usually the wrong ones or gold diggers. You know, with the many friends he's got, he's still a very lonely guy. I'm just hoping that he could find his 'lobster.'" He winked at her and then left to the locker rooms.
"What the hell was that about?" Jill asked herself and proceeded towards the locker rooms as well. By the time she got there, Chris had already gone and Barry finished changing.
"I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Okay, thanks. I won't be long." She said. She quickly changed as to not keep Barry waiting and gathered the stuff that she needed to bring home. She left the locker rooms and proceeded to the parking lot where Barry waited in his Explorer right out of the building. She got in his SUV and he drove off to her place. "Thanks Barry. I'm sorry you had to drive me home. I just wished my car would get here already." She said while she got out of his car.
"You have a car? I didn't know that?"
"Yeah, I had one back home. I had it transported here but I don't know what the hell is taking so long. I called them up and asked and they said they already delivered it. I was like WHAT! I didn't get it yet! Turns out they dropped it off at the wrong place, and I guess they're doing everything to correct it and they also planned to give me a refund. I just hope the people they gave it too didn't fuck up my baby."
"Hahahaha! Let's just hope so Jill. Alright, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow then. Goodnight Jill."
"Night Barry and drive safely." She said.
"I will." He said and drove on home.
Jill walked to the entrance and stopped to search her bag for her keys. "Keys, keys, where are you? I know I made sure I had them before I left." Jill said as she dug deeper in her bag. She searched but couldn't seem to find her keys. "Oh no. Oh my god, I'm so bad with keys." She whined. She still didn't want to believe that her keys weren't in her bag so she continued on digging until a familiar voice scared the shit out of her and stopped her from searching.
"Looking for these?" Chris said as he dangled the keys in air. She was so busy digging in her bag that she didn't even hear his bike pull up.
"Where…How did you get those? You took them out of my bag, didn't you?" She gave him a little attitude.
"What? How dare you accuse me! I'll have you now, miss 'bad with keys,' you left them in my jacket! You're just lucky I'm a nice guy and came right away otherwise you'd be sitting out here in the cold or been brought to the precinct for breaking and entering." He smiled.
"Did I really leave them in your jacket?" She asked.
"Yeah. I came home and when I picked up the jacket, keys fell out and they didn't look recognizable to me so I immediately thought they were yours since you were the only one, other than me, to wear this jacket today." He said, handing the keys over to her.
"Thank you." She said nicely and accepted the keys.
"Your welcome." He said and turned to leave.
"Hey, you wanna come up?" She asked.
"Uh, no I rather not. It's late and we still have to do our thing at two." He said.
"Hey wait, didn't you say three?" She asked.
"Oh yeah, at three. Hmm, change of plans, we'll pull this at two. I'm pretty sure they'd be knocked out by then."
"Okay, it's a date." She smiled and turned to her door.
"Night." He said and turned towards his bike. On his short walk towards it, he took a glance back only to catch Jill looking back as well. She smiled at him and immediately closed the door to avoid embarrassment. Chris started up his bike and rode home.
Chris got home fifteen minutes later. While walking towards his place, he heard his phone ring and struggled to open the door to catch the call. "Hold on, hold on. I'm here." He said as he finally got the door open. It was dark and on his way to the ringing phone, he tripped on a chair leg and went flying and landed right next to the phone table. "Son of a bitch!" he yelled in pain, while he grasped his leg with one hand to suppress the pain and the other to answer the phone. "Yeah?" He answered.
"Jeez, doesn't anyone know how to say hello anymore?"
"Hello Claire." Chris said as he got up and searched for the light switch.
"Hi Chris." She said in a perky and sweet tone.
"What do you need now Claire?" He said, turning the lights on.
"Huh? What, I need a reason to be sweet to my only brother?"
"For as long as I've known you, yeah."
"I need money."
"For what? I just sent you money for your tuition and books." He said and took a seat on the couch.
"I know, but my baby's broken. She needs a new carburetor." She said.
"How much?"
"Um about threehundreddollars." She muttered very quickly.
"What?"
"I said threehundreddollars." She muttered again.
"Claire, if you don't speak up, I'm going to hang up this phone and you won't get a new carburetor."
"Okay, okay, about three hundred dollars." She said, dragging her voice.
"Alright, I'll wire transfer it first thing tomorrow."
"No don't I'll pick it up."
"How, there aren't anymore breaks in your semester and I don't want you to skip school to come here."
"No, I'll go there over the weekend, this weekend. My friend is lending me his car because he owes me a favor."
"His car? A favor?" He questioned.
"Yeah, he's gay."
"Okay." He said dropping the subject altogether. "So what'd you do for him?" Chris asked.
"Um, he had a flat tire and everyone he called was busy or they didn't want to drive all the way to the border to help him out. I had nothing to do and so I thought I'd be nice and help him."
"Yah, you sure are going to heaven for that." Chris joked.
"Sure am." She said sarcastically. "Now you have to do something nice so you can be here with me and mom and dad." She smiled on the other end of the phone.
"I will." He smiled as well.
"So Chris, what's up with you? Anything new? Old?"
"Well you won't believe it but I went riding in the city with just my boxers on and boy was it cold." He said.
"No way! Why?"
"Because I had to give my clothes to my co-worker."
"Why what happened to your co-worker's clothes?"
"Well you know how Forest and Joseph are right? Yeah they decided that would be a good prank to pull on her."
"Her?" She questioned.
"Yah. Her name is Jill Valentine. She's really nice, sweet, er…nice, can be a bitch but most women are like that. Um, she's smart, nice, funny…"
"Is she ugly?" Claire said.
"What?"
"Well, in your description, you said nice three times and you didn't say if she was pretty, so I'm assuming she's ugly. So, is she?"
"No, she's really nice. I…yeah, she, she is."
"She's ugly then."
"Uh…no. She's actually quite good looking."
"Good looking-good looking or good looking-gorgeous, type thing?"
"Why are you so nosey?"
"Cause it's my job. So?"
"I'm not going to answer that."
"Ah, I see. You're sleeping with her aren't you?"
"Claire! No! My relationship with her is strictly business!"
"For now."
"What did you say?"
"I said I have to go now. I'll call you before I arrive okay?"
"Yeah sure…take it easy alright?"
"I will, bye."
"Bye." He said and hung up the phone.
He went to his room and plopped down on his queen-sized bed and eventually drifted off into sleep.
-Meanwhile at Jill's Place-
Just like Chris was on the phone with his sister, Jill was on the phone as well, with one of her best friends growing up. They're both the only children in their families and Sam treated Jill as her younger sister since she was two years older than her.
"Yeah Sammy, they sent my car to someone else." Jill said.
"Don't worry Jill, I'm sure you'll get it soon." Her friend reassured her.
"I hope so." Jill said. "My daddy bought me that car." Even though Jill was the only child and babied by her father, until now, she wasn't spoiled brat. Most of the things her dad bought her growing up, she gave it to a friend if they commented about it. She really wanted to buy her car on her own but her father persisted and she finally gave up and her dad had bought her her BMW M3.
"Um, Jill about your dad, he's in prison. My law firm represented him. That's how I found out. He told me not to tell you, but you're my best friend. I'm really sorry Jill."
"My dad is in prison? How? I thought he quit?" She questioned.
"He did. Some jerk-off brought up his case that was never solved from how many years ago and solved it. He got a year and a half, the minimum and because the case wasn't as strong anymore." Sam told her. Jill was really upset but she knew that her dad would be okay in prison.
"Why didn't he tell me?" She asked.
"I don't know, he didn't say. But anyways Jill, how do you like it there?" Sam said, wanting to change the gloomy subject.
"It's okay. I like the people I'm working with. They're really friendly except when I first met my partner. He was an asshole and still is."
"That means he's cute huh?" She asked.
Jill just ignored her question and continued on. "You know how I first ran into him? I was outside my apartment and I left my keys up. I planned on using my picks and he caught me and said that I was breaking and entering. We got into an argument that lasted pretty damn long. And the next day, the argument went on, and then I told him that I'd rather be dead than to be his partner and he pulled out his gun and pointed it to me! That jerk."
Sam laughed. "I want to meet this guy. Seems like he has a good sense of humor."
"Sam, you're not helping."
"I'm sorry. Um, did you want me to prosecute him?"
"No, it's alright."
"Are you sure? I can make up some charges."
"It's really okay Sam. I dealt with it."
"How?"
"We boxed."
"Did you win?" Sam asked excitedly.
"I should of, but our referee said he won because he pinned me."
"Pinned? I thought you don't have to pin when you box?"
"Oh yeah, from boxing, we went to hand-to-hand combat, and then we wrestled."
"So you lost?"
"Yeah, but he didn't even get any punches in. All he did was tackle me." She laughed.
"So is Mr. Sense of Humor cute?" Sam asked.
Jill was hoping that her explanation would make Sam forget about the question. She didn't know how to answer it and she didn't want to either. "Um, he's okay I guess."
"Just okay?"
"Fine. He's a good looking guy. He's not much of a pretty boy, but he cleans up nicely. He's not one of those macho guys either, but he has a nice body. He also has a nice smile and I really like his eyes." Jill said.
"He sounds quite the looker. I want to meet him."
"You can't."
"Why? Oh I see, Ms. Valentine likes him."
"Psh, not even. I just don't want to feel awkward around him after you two break up."
"Who says I won't marry him?"
"Oh please, Sam, you haven't been in a relationship for more than two months."
"That is true, but hey, Jill, help me stay up. I'm working on a case for tomorrow." She said and switched to speaker-phone so that she can work and talk at the same time.
"Well you better pay for my cell phone bill because I don't have a phone yet."
"Send me the bill. Start talking missy."
"Oh, I will. Um…earlier today, our team had to go to some stupid convention of some sort and we ran into the S.W.A.T. team and apparently Chris and this guy named Marcus hate each other."
"Hate is such a strong word Jill."
"Would you shut up and let me explain."
"Okay, sorry. Go on please." Sam said and shut up.
"Anyways, yeah, Marcus was trash talking and then he gropes my ass…"
"What? Do you want me to prosecute him?"
"Sam, shut up."
"Suit yourself. I do pro-bono work you know. "
"Whatever. Anyhoo, Chris, of all the people, gets pissed off and slugs him square in the face. He fell to the floor like a stump."
"Ooo, I like this Chris already."
"Sam,"
"I know, I know. I'll shut up." She said.
"After that, we went on with the convention and during our break, Chris went outside to smoke. Marcus found him outside and they fought. I found them and I guess I distracted Chris and Marcus got a cheap shot. I ran back in and grabbed Barry."
"Wait Jill, hang on."
"What?" Jill asked.
"Two questions, who is this Barry and is he single?"
"Barry is happily married with two beautiful girls."
"Alright, let's move on." Sam said.
"After the convention, we returned to the office and while the others headed out for a late dinner, I thanked Chris. But that was after I got mad at him. I don't know."
"And then?"
"That's it. Oh, I kissed him on the forehead, if that matters."
"Ah." Sam sounded as though she were taken aback. "Your dad isn't going to be please with you…kissing boys you just met."
"Shut up Sam." Jill said as she looked at the clock on the wall that read 1:37. "Holy shit! Sam, I have to go now. I have something to do at two o'clock."
"Oh okay, Jill. I'll see you this weekend then."
"Okay, just remember to call so I can pick you up. Oh and, be waiting for my bill."
"I will. You take care and go kiss that boy for me." She laughed.
"Screw you." Jill said and ended up laughing as well. "Bye Sam."
"Bye sweets. Take care."
"I will. Bye." Jill hung up her phone and put it on her coffee table and went to the bathroom. She emerged minutes later only to run in with a burglar in her apartment. "What the fu…" Jill said as she stared at the guy burglarizing her home. Jill's thoughts were to run in her room and grab her gun but she knew that it might startle him and he could easily kill her. Little did she know, he was un-armed. "Listen, if you leave right now, I'll forget about this, so just go."
"I'm sorry sweet cakes but I came here for a reason and my reason is to clean you out. You have amazing stuff here. What do you do?" He asked while looking at her up and down.
"I'm…I'm a waitress. My ex-boyfriend bought those things for me. Something to win me over." Jill lied. She was nervous because she didn't know what he was going to do. Just then, she did something extremely stupid. She tried to run into her room to grab her gun that was hiding in one of her many shoes boxes that were neatly stacked in her closet. The burglar didn't know what she was going to do but he was quick with his actions and grabbed her.
"Now where the hell are you going?" He snarled. His grip on her was extremely tight and she couldn't wriggle free. He found a pair of handcuffs that she apparently left out in the open and cuffed her to the bathroom doorknob. "Now don't you go anywhere while I go look for some ropes." He laughed.
"Shit! I left my phone on the table!" Jill thought. "I can't call anyone. What the hell am I going to do?" Jill was extremely pissed off and wanted nothing more than to kick this guy's ass. He went into her room to see if he could find anything to tie her up with. While he was inside, she was praying that he didn't find her gun. To her luck, someone from below buzzed in. It had to be Chris. Who else would it be?
-Downstairs-
Chris was lucky that he woke up just before two and made it to Jill's apartment. He kept on buzzing for what seemed like forever. He thought it was odd that she wasn't answering or opening the door for him, but then again, it was after all, 1:45 in the morning and she probably fell asleep. "Come on Jill, answer, open the door, do something!" He said to himself while he kept on buzzing. "Hmm, I guess she did fall asleep. Well, I guess we'll have to do this some other time." Chris said and turned to leave when suddenly he heard the door open. It was the guy from the other night. After he left, Chris quickly snuck in and made his way to Jill's floor.
-Inside Jill's Apartment-
The burglar was busy inside Jill's room and for some strange reason, he didn't hear the buzzing that came from the living room. When Jill stopped hearing the buzzing, she was terrified, thinking that Chris gave up and went home. Now who could possibly help her?
She struggled again but it only pained her. She didn't want to scream for help because she still didn't know if he was armed. The burglar emerged from her room with some extension cords, a belt and the cords for her laptop. "Sorry, but I couldn't find any ropes but I think these will do just fine." He smiled and proceeded to her. "You know, I opened your closet and I was like, 'where the hell are your clothes?' You're a girl and girls obviously have a lot of those and there was absolutely nothing in your closet, but you did have a lot of shoes. I don't quite understand that. But anyways, look what I found." He said. Jill was afraid to look, thinking that he had found her home piece. She heard keys dangling and looked up. It was the keys for the handcuffs. She then thought of a brilliant idea. When he would un-cuff her, she would fight back, since she was skilled in martial arts, and then make a run for it after he was down. Jill made sure she was ready, but then she was unaware of what was in his other had. He approached her and BAM, clocked her in the back of the head with her Mag-Lite flashlight. She fell unconscious and hung from the door. "I didn't want to do that but I had a case where a hot shot chick thought she was tough and tried to fight back when I was going to re-tie her." He talked even though Jill was out of it. He un-cuffed her and dragged her into the living room. "Well, you want to know what happened to her? Of course you would, I broke her legs and arms. I didn't want to kill her because I'm a robber and not a murderer." He laughed and proceeded to tie her up with the cords.
Chris finally made it to her floor and walked up to Jill's door. He knocked, startling the burglar within and at the same time he called, "House keeping."
"House keeping, what the fuck?" The burglar said to himself. "Come back later!" He yelled as he continued to tie up the unconscious Jill.
"What the…Oh, I must have the wrong apartment." He said to himself. He looked up and saw he was at the correct place. He decided to knock and call 'house keeping' again.
"I said come back later! I'm busy!" The burglar yelled.
"Yep, definitely not Jill." Chris said to himself. He put his hand on the doorknob and turned it, but it was locked. He then examined it closely and saw that it was tampered with. "Hmm." Chris unfortunately did not have his gun on him but that didn't stop him. He knocked again and right before the burglar yelled for him to go away, Chris kicked the door open and saw Jill unconscious on the ground and the burglar tying her up. Chris was furious but mostly scared because he didn't know what condition Jill was in. The burglar freaked out when Chris barged in and he immediately ran out to the balcony and down the fire escape for a quick escape. Chris went after him, out the balcony and down the fire escape as well. Chris was on the first floor when the burglar reached the ground. He didn't want him to escape so he jumped. He hit the ground hard and was paralyzed by the pain but he didn't, rather he couldn't let him go. He chased the guy who was running quickly down the sidewalk. Despite the pain in his leg, Chris was running pretty damn fast and he was quickly catching up to the guy. The burglar rounded the corner quickly and slipped into a dark alley where he jumped the fence to the other side and ran into a nightclub. Chris followed him but lost him right when the burglar entered the dark alley and jumped the fence. "Son of a bitch!" Chris yelled, while yanking on the chain-linked fence. "Fuck!" He turned back and kicked a can out of anger. "Jill!" Chris remembered and ran back to her place. He got there, out of breath and ready to collapse and his leg was practically killing him and worst of all, the door was closed. "God, I hate this apartment building." He then walked back to the sidewalk and looked for any apartment light on. He found a light on the third floor and counted to see if he could determine the room number. He went back and buzzed Apartment number 307. To his luck, he was right.
"Yah." Came a voice from the intercom.
"This is the RPD. There was a report of a break in." Chris said as he tried to catch his breath.
"I'll buzz you in." The girl said.
As soon as the door opened, he took the elevator up. He limped to Jill's apartment, the door still open and all and he walked in and up to Jill who was still lying on the floor. He knelt down and found that she was still breathing. He quickly undid the knots that were binding her and took off the handcuffs. "Jill?" He called to her. He turned her head so she was facing him while he continued to call her name. "Come on Jill, wake up." He heard her moan, which he took as a good sign. He picked her up from the floor and limped all the way to her couch and laid her down. Then he walked into her kitchen, took a towel and rinsed it with cold water. He went back to where she was and wiped her face with it, hoping that it would wake her or get her to show more signs of life. She slowly opened her eyes and since everything was a blur and couldn't make out Chris' face, she immediately yelled and punched the blurry figure and squirmed to get away.
"Jill! Jill! Calm down, it's me, Chris." He said while trying to restrain her.
"Chris? Chris, there's somebody here, be careful." She said, oblivious that Chris had just chased him out.
"It's okay, he's gone. I chased him out, but I couldn't catch him." He said. He then limped to the other chair and pulled out his phone to call the RPD.
"911 emergency response." Chris reported the break in to the lady on the phone and she said that she will have an officer come by and check the place out.
"Chris, you didn't have to call the police. He didn't take anything."
"So what! No matter how small the crime is, it still should be reported and plus, you've been assaulted and this guy might try to do again. I want him where he belongs, behind bars." He told her.
"Yeah you're right." She said while she sat up.
"So how you feeling? Are you okay?" He asked her.
"My head hurts like hell." She said. Suddenly, someone from below was buzzing in.
Jill was about to get up to answer it but Chris told her to stay and answered the door instead. He walked over to the intercom as best as he can and answered. "Yah?"
"RPD, sir. You report a break in?" The officer asked.
"Yeah." Chris said and buzzed him up. Chris waited by the door so that he didn't have to walk back and forth. Not long did he wait until there was a knock on the door.
"Police." Chris opened the door for him. "Chris?"
"Kevin? They sent you?" Chris asked him.
"I was the closest. You live here? I thought you were on Canyon St.?" Kevin asked.
"No, this is my partner's apartment. I came by because we had to do something. It's a good thing I did too. Who knows what could've happened in here."
"Her?" Kevin asked.
"Jill Valentine, new S.T.A.R.S. member. Oh yeah, speaking of S.T.A.R.S. how did you do on your exam?"
"I failed!" Kevin said.
"Dude, how can you fail the exam twice?"
"I don't know. I guess I just forgot." He said.
"Um excuse me boys, but I thought there was going to be an investigation here?" Jill asked.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that miss." Kevin said. He took out his radio and called for an investigation team to come over. While Kevin walked around Jill's apartment looking for clues, Chris limped back to where Jill was and sat down.
"What happened to your leg?" She asked.
"I don't know. Hurts like hell though." Chris said.
"Here let me look at it." Chris lifted his left leg for Jill to see. She pushed up his pants and saw that it was extremely swollen around the ankle. "Wow, this is a mighty bad sprain." Jill said. "How'd it happen?" She asked.
"Um, I jumped down from the first floor to the ground."
"You what! That's nuts! And you continued to run after him?"
"I couldn't just let him get away. I had to try….but how are you feeling?" Chris asked again.
"Well, you just asked that five minutes ago so I'll give you the same answer, my head hurts like hell."
"I'll take you to the doctor. You might have a concussion."
"How the hell do you plan on taking me, on your motorcycle? What if I feel faint and just fall off your bike in the middle of the street and then get hit by the car behind us?"
"Okay, I'm sorry. Hey Kevin, do you think you can radio for a bus?" Chris called out to him.
"Yeah sure, but is it okay if I ask some questions on their way here?" He said, referring to Jill.
"Yeah, sure ask away." Jill said. During the questioning, the investigation team came and started to work on the premises. As soon as Kevin finished his questioning, the paramedics came in.
"Well anyways, Miss Valentine, you are the third victim this week and apparently the attacker goes for women. If you ask me, I think this guy was eyeing you. Lucky thing Chris was here. He could have broken your bones just like he did to the last victim. We are trying to keep this under wraps so we don't frighten the citizens. The guys at the precinct are calling him "the cat." But anyways, have you noticed anyone suspicious around?" Kevin asked.
"I wouldn't know. I've only been here for two days." Jill said.
"Alright. Um so the paramedics are here. Why don't you have them examine you." Kevin told the both of them. He left them and went to look around for more clues.
The paramedics wrapped up Chris ankle and they decided that they should take Jill in for a CAT scan. She agreed and Chris accompanied her to the hospital. An hour went by and the doctors were finally done with their examination. They told her she had mild concussion and she would experience some minor pains, headaches, and other side effects. They also gave her some pills for the pain. As for Chris, he rejected the pain killers because he saw that his ankle was starting to swell down.
"Hey you two. How you feeling?" Kevin asked. Apparently no sooner after they left, he followed them.
"Okay." They both answered.
"Anyways, Miss Valentine, they found some fingerprints on the cords he used to tie you up so they going to run it through the computer to see if there's a match."
"That's great." Jill told him.
"So, you kids need a lift?" Kevin offered.
"Please." Jill answered for the both of them and Kevin dropped them off at Jill's place and left to J's Bar.
"Um Jill, I don't think it would be a good idea if you stay here tonight." Chris said as they walked to the door.
"Don't worry Chris. I don't think he'll come by tonight."
"You never know. I don't think he likes you and he may want to get you again. It might not be safe. Um, I'll call Rebecca. Maybe you can stay with her for a while." He offered as they rode the elevator up.
"Rebecca? I don't want to bother her at this hour."
"Then you're coming with me." Chris said. They went into her apartment and she packed the clothes that she bought at the mall this morning and other necessities.
"Fine, I won't argue but are we still going to do the thing you planned?" She asked as she came out of the bathroom.
"Only if you're feeling okay."
"Yeah I feel fine." She said and suddenly lost balance and would have fell to the floor if Chris wasn't standing were he was.
"I don't think you are. Let's just postpone this whole ordeal. You need some rest." Chris said. He took her bag out of her hands and put it on his back.
"Okay." Jill said. He then helped her to her feet and held on to her so she wouldn't collapse again. They took the elevator down and proceeded to his bike parked outside. "Chris, how do you suppose…"
"Don't worry about it. Get on." He said.
"Me first?" She asked.
"Yeah. Get on."
"Where do I put my feet?" She asked.
"Um, I…um…I guess you can put it on top of mine. Just don't put any weight on it." He said. As Jill got on, a wave of dizziness befell her and she immediately clutched her head.
"Crap, I don't think these pills are working." Jill said.
"Don't worry. We'll be at my place soon." Chris got on behind her and started up his bike. He used himself as a "seatbelt" so that if she did indeed pass out, she wouldn't fall off and get hit by the car behind them. He found if very difficult to ride like this but he did his best. They came to a stoplight and Jill picked her head up from the fuel tank. She turned up to look at Chris and he look down at her as well. They looked at each for what seem like forever until Chris decided to say something. "So, how do you feel?" He asked her again.
"I feel like my head is about to explode." Jill answered in a whisper type way. Chris smiled at her and was about to respond when someone behind him honked their horn signaling them to go. He didn't notice the light turn green and so he immediately put his bike in gear and took off. He eventually reached his place and parked.
"Jill?" He tapped her to wake her up.
"Hmm?" She wailed.
"Were here. Come on." He said as he carried her of his bike.
"You know, you really should get a car again." Jill said. Chris just laughed and helped her in to the building. They took the elevator to his floor and went into his apartment.
"Um you can wash up before you go to sleep if you want." Chris offered.
"Yeah, I think I'll do that. Bathroom?" She asked.
"Through that door." Chris pointed.
"Thanks." She said. Chris went into his room and produced a plain white shirt and his Calvin Klein pajama pants. He strolled over to the bathroom and knocked on it.
"Um, Jill, here's something you can sleep in." He said through the door.
She opened the door just enough to get the clothes. "Thank you." She said and closed the door. Chris went to his living room at turned on the T.V. Jill later emerged for the bathroom clothed in Chris' nightwear.
"Um, you can take my room." Chris said as he stood up from the couch.
"Where are you going to sleep?" She asked.
"Claire's room."
"Are you sure? We could switch."
"No, I'm sure. Claire doesn't like other people crashing in her room when she's not here. But since I'm her brother, she won't mind." He smiled.
Before she retired to bed, she thanked Chris and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Night."
"G'night."
He couldn't sleep yet, so he decided to go down to his storage because that's were he hid his safe. He grabbed his keys and took the elevator down. He switched on the lights and opened up his storage and found some boxes in there. "That's strange. I don't remember putting these boxes in here. Wonder what are they?" He asked himself. He grabbed one box and opened it up. "Son of a bitch," Chris said, "assholes hid her clothes here." Chris forgot about what he was supposed to do and ended up bringing the four big boxes up to his place one by one. He arranged them neatly in his living room and retired to Claire's room for the rest of the night.
Well there you go people, chapter 12. Hope you like it. I really tried to speed up the update because now that the semester is ending, work is starting to pile up and I might not be able to update for a long time. Anyways, tell me if you hate it, like it, like to see something happen, and whatnots when you review. Grrr, I don't know when I'm ever going to end this story. Oh and those of you who have seen The West Side Story, you'll know who Officer Krupke is. Ooo, and Kevin Ryman made an appearance, wasn't that cool! If you want to see more of him, let me know and maybe I'll include him or anyone else you recommend. But yeah um I guess that's all then and by the way RE Fan, I made the S.T.A.R.S. Team like that for a reason because they've got to earn their respect before they can be respected, so don't worry, the S.T.A.R.S. Team will be liked by everyone. Oh and Rob, not exactly thirty pages, but twenty seven just for you and one more thing, isn't it a low carb diet? Just thought I'd ask. Hehehe. Anyways people, get away from the computer and enjoy the outdoors, unless it's night. Bye for now. Oh and don't forget to review. Thanks a lot. Hehehehe