( authors note, I do not own resident evil, or anything pertaining to it in this story.)
Claire woke to sound of his soft breathing, laying beside her. She looked at him, wishing she could stay in this moment for a lifetime, but she sadly could not. She rolled out of the bed, she smiled as she remembered the day before, every single detail. They had moved from the bedroom Into the hall, from their they made it to his bedroom, where she now found herself. She made her way to her room, walking over to her dresser. She picked out a purple tank top and a pair of blue jeans, then a lacey pair of panties………knowing they wouldn't be on for long. She made her way to the bathroom, leaving the door open slightly so she could hear him if he woke. She laid her clothing on the counter of the sink, before turning on the shower. She happened to Glance out the window, the curtain ajar slightly, she saw a man standing across the street…….standing next to a black Fire Bird. She frowned….he looked familiar, but she couldn't place him. She closed the curtain the rest of the way before jumping in the shower.
She washed her hair and body taking in the sweet smell of her shampoo. She pushed the stranger from her mind as she waited for her lover to wake. From out side the door she could hear movement, Chris must be awake. She hurried and finished her shower. She wiggled into her panties, throwing her shirt on, then hurriedly buttoned her pants. She ran the comb through her hair, then left…..
Making her way down the stairs, she walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face. Chris was standing at the counter, his hair messy and his eyes sleepy. he looked up at her held his hand out. She took it as he wrapped her in a hug.
" mmmm…You smell nice." She laughed and planted a kiss on his lips. She pressed up against him and smiled.
" you know Chris………We haven't done it in the kitchen yet." She said coyly. He put down his cup of coffee and slid his hand under her shirt, he rubbed her belly and lower back as he looked her in the eye. Claire suddenly had a thought.
I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you………
Chris saw a change in her face, he leaned in and rested his fore head on hers…
" I love you sis." She smiled sadly, her mind invaded by that one haunting thought.
" Right back to you." She whispered. She stayed there for what seemed like to short, she rested her head on his shoulder…….he smelled of sex, and sheets, and faint cologne She breathed deeply. He let go of her and headed for the door.
" I'm going to take a rain check on our kitchen play time." He winked at her as he grabbed the keys to his pick up.
" I've got to run some paper work of down at the station…….but I wont be long." He grabbed his jacket of the hook and put it on. She nodded as she followed him to the door.
As he stepped out, she stood in the door way.
" Well, I'll be waiting for you sexy." She watched him make it half way down the drive way……in the back of her mind she registered the black Fire Bird, sitting across the road, its window rolled down……He turned half way to the pick up and smiled at her………………
BANG
She blinked and ducked as a loud gun shot echoed through the air. Her heart stopped as she crouched there Her head spinning..
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? She thought.
She opened her eyes….
Chris?
She ran over, crouching down, her eyes wide!
He wasn't moving…. A pool of blood slowly formed around him, As she covered the bullet hole with her hands, a wound on his stomach, which judging by the amount of blood on the ground, was a through and through.
" c……Chris.?" She felt, her stomach tighten, he throat catching, she couldn't remember much of what happened, just screaming for help………laying his head in her lap as he grew slowly cold…….Flashing lights……
She was sitting in a Hospital chair. Her heading hanging. She reeks of blood, her clothes covered in it….
His blood….
She isn't crying……She didn't have the energy left.
She had been sitting here for a long time….to long and
She couldn't stand it any longer. She stood up heading down the hall.
" Where is HE!" She practically screamed at a near by nurse. That old women only looked at her.
" Your not going to help him by being unmanageable, dear, I suggest you sit and wait for doctor John." She hurried of and Claire, her face contorted in fear.
What's happening? He……he could be dead….
She shook her head.
All the people in the waiting room wore the same expression, she found her self wondering if she wore the same expression?
She chuckled darkly before her face screwed up threatening to cry again.
She felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up fast…
It was the doctor…..
The tubes were odd to see. His body still on the bed.
The soft click of the machines.
" Chris?" She walked to his side, she placed her hand on his cold one.
" He is stable for now, but I cant raise your hopes. He might not make it past to night." The doctor was telling her this. But she couldn't hear him.
She looked at Chris's pale face. She reached out and stroked his cheek slightly. Her mind flashing back to the car…….
She leaned down and whispered to his sleeping form.
" I'm going to kill who ever did this to you Chris………I promise." She leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips……an action leaving the doctor in surprise.
She stood and gave Chris one last glance before, turning and walking out the door. She stopped and looked at the Doctor.
" Listen, any change in him at ALL…and you call me." He nodded.
Her face was steely as she walked to her car, covered in dried blood, attracting many stares……….