The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.

B.S.A.A. Lab

Since the rescue two years prior, Jill Valentine remained in the lab for countless tests. Two years full of bruises on her arms due to the needles to take out her blood. Five years since she lost her life. The presumed death seemed to make sense as for the way she has lived since the night at the Spencer Mansion.

The small garden in the surrounding area of the lab and the window of her room were her only options to keep in touch with nature during the timed permission she had to spend sitting on the bench near a tree.

She never thought that after becoming a cop to not follow her father's steps and fighting against B. would lead her to live life in imprisonment.

The once brave woman was now someone with a pale skin full of bruises. Thinner and blonde. She didn't recognize herself anymore when she looked at the mirror. Somehow presuming her death made sense as the old Jill Valentine was gone.

Or maybe buried.

Somewhere…very deep inside of her.

She was sitting on the same bench when she spotted a familiar redhead passing the door. She frowned as the one had a short hair.

She squeezed her eyes to see it better and the greet in form of smile definitely confirmed her that it was her longtime friend Claire Redfield.

There was a long while since those two hadn't met.

There was only a short time since Jill was allowed to received visits.

The women almost sisters-like hugged for a long time.

It was good feeling another skin and body heat. It made her feel – alive.

The longtime free spirited friends hugged in a sort of mix of consolation after such troubled times that had lived lately. One was a lab rat. The other a "free" rat with a virus imprisoned in her system.

Two rats sitting on the bench.

"You with a short hair!" Jill commented in surprise

"Yeah…I needed some changes and you turned a natural blonde…I so envy you!"

Jill jiggled, "No, you don't"

They laughed.

"Did they tell you when you'll get into rehab? I mean…outside?"

Jill shook her head with a sigh, "I'm waiting that permission…for now I'm only allowed these visits and you're the first outsider…besides Chris, but he doesn't count right? He 'lives' here too" she said with a jokingly way

Claire smiled, "I'm not that sure he 'lives' here anymore"

Jill made a face, "Why? Do you know anything I don't?" she asked in curiosity

Claire nodded in confirmation, "I just learned it! I'm still processed the surprise"

"What happened? Is he going to be a father or something?"

Claire chuckled, "Not as far as I know"

"So what is it?"

Claire looked to the sides, "Do you wear a mike or is there any around?"

"No…Why?"

Claire leaned closer and whispered, "I just met my 'sister-in-law'…"

"What? And why are we whispering?"

"He doesn't want to confirm the 'rumors'…"

Jill made a confused face, "I'm not following you...Is it related to Cathy and the other girl…Kate?"

"Yes, Kate! My new sister-in-law…his words!"

"What? Are you serious?"

"I heard it loud and clear"

Jill couldn't disguise her surprise. She didn't know Chris' personal assistant in person but she heard some rumors through gossip people, especially after the fight. And even Chris commented – vented - with her during some of his visits a while ago. Even though not knowing the brunette she had only seen in pictures, she knew about Kate's (in)fame.

Jill knew Chris for a long time and she still recalled the "rebel" phase he lived when they met. He had been discharged for insubordination from the Air Force before being scouted for the S.T.A.R.S., And during the short period they worked there, she knew about some of his adventures some "types" of women.

He was an impulsive and temperamental young man living his freedom to date –bang- whoever he wanted. She even remembered "Pinky", a stripper he occasionally banged for fun or to get info about dirty people. In a small town, night people served well a resource for such things.

She knew her longtime friend and partner had a dark phase in his past but that never affected his work, his achievements and his professional reputation. He was who he was and what his name meant. Though, he was also a man and had the right to have a personal life without people nosing it.

"Do you know her?" Claire asked bringing Jill back from her thoughts

"Kate?" Jill asked

Claire nodded in confirmation.

"Not in person. I saw the pictures she tagged Chris and she has a public profile, so I ended up taking a peek on the girl people used to talk about."

"I see…I guess I should've done the same before coming"

"She wrote a declaration for him but denying they were romantically involved"

"Actually he said they started it today, but there was no romantic involvement during his time with Cathy"

"He told me the same the last time we talked. Besides…I don't know her so I can't judge her. I know what people talk and trash talk…but I noticed usually women despise her and men desire her. She's beautiful and I'm not surprised with those reactions as I heard she doesn't wear panties…"

Claire made a face, "I met her and I'll be honest with you…I don't like her. I just met her and I don't like her. Maybe it has to do with the bad judgment I had on her when Cathy vented with me about the new whore. I tell you I never expected nor saw Cathy so bothered about a girl on Chris' life like she did when that girl showed up. I tried to be impartial like you because I only had Cathy's version and usually I thought she was just too jealousy, but then the new girl became the new secretary and Cathy became another woman and used to vent with me about Chris' rides with the poor girl that took bus to go to work…until the provocations Cathy said she used to deal with and how the young whore loved to play the victim. And so Chris took part on the young girl's side and that crashed her. She used to say Chris is enchanted and after knowing Kate in person, I kind believe it too. When I talked to Chris about Cathy's concerns he always dodged it and blamed Cathy's insecurity, but he was all compliments to the super efficient secretary."

"Enchanted? I used to bug him about young girls' effect on him. He got pissed"

"He does get pissed! I didn't even discuss with him about her. He's in that phase he won't see nor listen"

"Yeah, I agree. I did notice his excitement with her efficiency. Now seeing from that perspective… He never admitted he was into her. Not even to himself"

"Exactly! He's blind and deaf to everyone but her…he just got a fight for her…and with a superior!"

"What? Really?"

"Yeah. I saw his face when he entered the office, and that's why he doesn't want to go public about his relationship with her"

Jill didn't know what to say.

"I'm still processing things…I hope that all this bad feeling I have about her is just because of the bad comments Cathy used to make about her because in the end…what matters is his happiness, isn't it?"

"True but…you have a strong intuition and you can't neglect that either"

"But I have to…Jill…Chris is 'enchanted'. He didn't see what I saw"

"He's not enchanted…he's just 'thinking' with his other head…"

Claire chuckled, "Yeah, most probably that's the case!"

"Men…" Jill said with a shrug

"Other head or not…I hope Chris will make better judgments for himself as he naturally doesn't use his upper head much either"

Jill laughed, "Come on, don't say that. He's your brother!"

"That's why I'm saying that…I know my brother!"

"Jokes aside…there's nothing we can do now. Just watch. He suffered when he and Cathy broke up. Kate's fault or not…he's with her now and seeking to fill the hole he has. Plus, he's on the field for so long…he deserves a break from all of that and breath some normal life. He tried with Cathy and we saw how happy he seemed to be for having someone with him. It didn't work. Now he has Kate that is doing 'magic' in his life. Passing through all the trash talk and first appearances, maybe she's the one that will add happiness in his life…"

"Or bring more mess than she already did and finish messing him up…" Claire said with a bitter tone

"Geez, you're really negative about this girl"

"Jill…I saw details on her behavior in the one minute she was there with us. From the door when she opened until she left the cabin. I saw two different people on her"

"As in?"

"The girl who opened the door and entered the office was one. A serious, condescending and grumpy one. I fell the stabbing look on me. The girl from the moment he introduced me as his sister until the moment she left was a smiley, relieved and subordinate one. She couldn't even disguise it. I saw the difference of shades in a matter of seconds"

Jill remained mute.

"Chris complained about Cathy's jealousy, but in a matter of seconds, I hope, I really do hope I'm wrong about this…but I think Kate is not who she plays to be and I think she is as much jealousy as Cathy was… and that's my fear…Cathy was an older woman and more responsible, more mature and she lost control before Kate. Now I understand the 'looks' she used to tell me about…and from what I saw in Kate's eyes, she's trouble! Chris sees her as a victim, but look what this 'victim' has already caused in few months! Imagine what she can do when she gets power for being with him? I hope she's not the passive-aggressive controlling type, but someone that is truly kind and supportive of my brother's happiness and not the cause of his corruption and breakdown."

There was a serious atmosphere between the women, "So we'd better keep eyes on her eyes as they seem to talk loud" Jill said easing the tension

Claire chuckled, "This was a bad joke, you know that, right?"

"I do…but I learned from the best"

Claire smiled sassily, "Now let's talk about you! Tell me how things between you two are?"

Jill let out a sigh, "There's nothing much to talk about it…Things are still the same. I'm here. He's there in D.C., probably having his adventures as I'm not naïve to believe he wouldn't do that and use his freedom to do his things…We talk online and that's it"

"Do you think he's waiting for you?"

"He says he is, but…I don't know…five years have passed since we were together… things changed and I know that. I know he moved on with his life during my 'death' and I don't blame him for that. And since we started talking again, I still keep telling him to not keep his happiness away from him and as per the current circumstances he has all the right to live his life, date other people, and fall in love…I won't judge him or get hurt…because…look where I am! What I've become! I have nothing to give him but some minutes or hours of chatting…he deserves more than that"

"And what does he say?"

"He skips it. He doesn't like when I say that, so I don't insist"

"Maybe he really is waiting for you…despite the 'adventures'…"

"I don't mind about his adventures…I won't ask him about it, but I want him to tell me if it happens that he meets someone and wants to be with her but doesn't do it because of me…I don't want to be the reason why he's not happy"

"I understand what you say, but it's Leon we're talking about! The guy that gets easily attached and doesn't let go! And he won't let go of you…unless you really want it"

Jill let out a long sigh and looked to a distant point, "That will be my only option if I stay here forever…"

Claire took her grip, "Don't say that. If you were supposed to be stay here forever, I wouldn't be allowed to be touching you like this…nor be sitting at your side like this…we'd be talking through a glass wall, and not in this fake garden…"

Jill smiled faintly. True words.

Those two women knew for a long time, although they didn't spend much time together back in the days. Yet, they always had a good time when they met. Years passed, they grew older and the circumstances made their encounters even more difficult, although they never stopped talking.

And now since Jill's return and after Claire's escape from Sushestvovanie, they finally seemed to make a better use of their time. That visit was just the beginning of a new cycle in their friendship.

She waited. Patiently. Like an obedient girl she waited. At home, while having dinner, she listened attentively and just like a perfect girlfriend she agreed with her boyfriend's terms about their relationship not going public so far.

Just like a good girl she didn't insist on the nosey superior subject, despite having her own reservations on the matter.

Just like a good girlfriend she treated her boyfriend with love and care the rest of the night. They talked about other things, including that being her last week as his personal assistant.

So much happened in three months. Though it seemed to have passed a longer time.

She made a massage to relax him. They had intercourse and they slept in her bedroom – as the usual. She still had reservations about sleeping on his bed and she waited the right time to tell him that.

Waiting was a virtue she had. She always had that trait. Patience is a virtue and she had plenty of it when she wanted to achieve something.

In the morning they went to work and as his best personal assistant, she served him fresh coffee as part of the daily routine and organized the agenda.

She stayed in her desk, waiting. Patiently. Thinking about the script she'd use at the right time. Outside she was the usual Kate, smiley and attentive. Inside she was boiling her speech.

Once upon a time she had been a very persuasive woman.

She didn't know it, but her inner side was "cooking" that outstanding skill she used to have.

And then the moment she so waited happened.

She stood up from her seat and arranged her uniform. That day she wore the gray uniform but different of the others who wore a white top, she kept her usual signature color: red. The gray business skirt and tuxedo with a red top. Black scarpin shoes. Loosen long wavy hair. Impeccable makeup. Bloody red lipstick.

She was ready.

She informed Chris about her absence and when she closed his cabin's door, she inhaled deeply and let out a sigh.

She kept her chin up as she walked the corridors. Her eyes ignored anyone in her way, they were too focused on her goal: the Mr. Wilson's office. Wilson. She kept it glued in her brain. The nosey "superior".

Her steps were firm, yet elegant.

Her straight spine gave her an imposing posture, although she kept a gracious look.

The coworkers watched her with curiosity. There was something different about "Kate".

She remained mute during her path. The coworkers remained oblivious to her eyes, but she knew they were watching her. Some even opened way for her to pass without her even saying a word.

The coworkers were like a queen's subjects. Some despised her. Some desired her. Some envied her. Yet, all of them watched her pass through them without a blink.

If only they knew who in fact was parading the corridors of the BSAA at that moment…

That moment Katerina ,"Kate", was not the one who sought for attention by her looks and sensuality.

That young woman parading with such a high confidence didn't seek for attention. She was the attention!

Reaching the dragon's dungeon, she didn't need to bother to knock and open the door herself, as someone else had just left the cabin and held the door open for her – a habit she was so used to see as her subjects used to make all the efforts for her once upon a time.

With the permission, she sat on the seat before the desk of the middle-aged man – Mr. Wilson she kept in mind all the time. She kept names! -.

Imposingly but elegantly she sat straight up. Her legs partly to the side, only crossed on the ankles' level. All movements millimetrically calculated to not show any private area, but still keeping her elegant femininity. Her eyes never left the man's.

The man watched the young lady before him through his glasses. He had no doubts she was one of a kind.

Politely they greeted each other.

He cleared his throat to start the conversation. Starting from her professional experience and scholar background. Then they passed to her experience at the BSAA.

She remained in her cool and restrained composure answering all his questions – waiting for the moments she'd have to speak out her defensive speech. She knew it would happen, from what Chris had told her, she knew she'd be questioned about the same matter, but different of Chris, she wouldn't just swallow it up. She was not that type.

"According to Mr. Redfield's evaluation report, he sees you have skills to continue increasing in your career and gave his indication for the vacancy in the Human Resources sector. He says you're a very detailed and attentive person, efficient, smart, of quick learning, communicative and with great skills of negotiation. Skills that fit the vacancy you're applying for. May I confirm your participation on the selection exam?"

"Absolutely"

The man marked her name on the computer. Closing Chris' report he turned his gaze at her once again, who remained staring him apparently calm.

"Miss Göbel, how do you describe your experience with Mr. Redfield?"

"The best. Chris Redfield is the best boss I've ever had. He taught me all the work he needed. He explained patiently all the tasks I had permission to handle if he wasn't around. He's a grounded man who understands his coworkers needs, and he always motivated me to go further. He has taught me a lot in many aspects."

"Is there anything would you change about the experience you had with him? I noticed your worked hours increased. Was that a problem for you?"

"No. I am where I am because of him who inspired me to give my best on everything. Working extra hours was not a task he put on me, I did it myself for my own necessity and to help him as I saw he needed it"

"I can see you praise him a lot…admire him"

"Yes I do. I can only be grateful for having this opportunity at his side. I've learned a lot about myself, about my skills. About many things. Working with him has been a bless that has opened many doors for me"

"I see… by being his personal assistant, makes you close. How this proximity affect your job?"

"It doesn't affect my job."

"What about your relation with the other coworkers?"

"It doesn't affect my relation with the others either"

"How not? It's in your profile a "misunderstanding" you had with Agent White a few months ago in the bathroom of the organization"

She remained her coolness. She knew this would be brought up, "Misunderstanding happen everywhere. It's a natural thing. That subject was solved back then and we were punished for the misconduct already"

"It was handled between the three of you. Not here"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Our department was supposed to be the one to give the proper measures for the situation…"

"What do you want to say Mr. Wilson? Could you be more clear?"

"I'm just saying Mr. Redfield didn't pass the real situation for us, which was the right thing to do. It's the rule."

She smirked, "So you're saying Mr. Redfield broke the rule and you didn't intervene on the matter because of his high rank, but now that you have the opportunity to face the weakest element of the equation, me…you want to punish me for something that happened a long time ago?"

"I didn't say I'll punish you. I only said the necessary measures weren't taken back then…"

"Meaning; firing me?"

The man made a face, "That could be one of the possibilities. Such a bad conduct is a reason for fair dismissal for the involved parties, but an investigation should've been conducted to know the reasons for the misbehavior and to know who started it. In your profile and agent White's is saying you both were warned, but it's a light penalty. It's reason for a reprimand in the least…"

"And that didn't happen because of Mr. Redfield's influence…and because you and everyone else think he protects me due to our proximity" she exclaimed noticing where the man wanted to lead the conversation

"I didn't say that"

"But you're implying! I can read between the lines Mr. Wilson. A distant subject being brought up to the table like this could only have this purpose…to investigate my life and Chris'!"

"Miss Göbel, you're taking it personal"

"It is personal!"

"It's not. Your updated file says your current address is the same as Mr. Redfield's. We don't need an investigation to know how close you two are"

She finally let out an annoyed sigh, "Ahhh, now I get it. You want to attack him through me. You want to put in question his reputation…through me! That's not going to happen Mr. Wilson! Not here, Mon Cher. Not with me!"

"Miss Göbel…"

"Now you listen to me Mr. Wilson! I have heard you enough! What you're doing is wrong! What you're implying is wrong! You and everyone else are wrong! All of you should be ashamed of doing and saying such things about such a man! You're just here because of him! All that say shit are here because of him! His intense work and dedication keeps this place running. Christopher Redfield's professional reputation is unquestionable! He has abdicated of his life to keep you and everyone else safer! You're sitting comfortably here because of him! In all the years he has dedicated his life to fight the bioterrorism, to keep the world safer have never been out shadowed by his personal life. You, his coworkers, who are like his family, should be ashamed for saying such things!

I won't let you throw his name on the dirt through me! I'm not this kind of woman you stupid people think I am! My name is Katerina O'Regan Von Göbel. I am no man's carpet and much less of Christopher Redfield's. I may have come from the suburb, but I am no low rank! I am here for my own skills and not for being Chris Redfield's mistress! I have never been that! I do not have such a competency to be the other one! Much less of Christopher Redfield who is such a distinct, loyal, worthy and honest man! You should be ashamed to think so badly about him. I am not under his wings. I am his wings and I defend his integrity with my all, with my best!

You want to know something about us Mr. Wilson? I will tell you something Mr. Wilson! Chris Redfield is the most honorable man inside this damn building. There are hundreds of people working here, hundreds – of snakes – of people and only one. ONE, extended his hand for me. Do you want to know why we are so close? I tell you why! Because more than a boss, he's a friend! A family! All the others are like his family – snakes – and they trash talk about him like that. A bunch of ungrateful and traitors! I am tired of people talking shit about us. I am tired of these questionings. You want to know something, just ask! Don't hide behind a desk and a book of rules to spill out the venom. If anyone else had done for me what he did, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Chris Redfield is such a noble man, with such a big heart that he put his name on the line when all he was doing was just good things. Charity! I was homeless and came to work with a suitcase and no one. NO ONE else bothered to ask me what happened. Not a single coworker bothered to ask me if I needed help, but he did! He noticed me. I had anywhere else to go, but public shelters for a limited time because with the salary I have, I couldn't afford a decent living in such a desperate moment. I even asked him if I could sleep at work for some time because I had anywhere else to go. He offered me his home for a limited time. Not because I was his mistress because that is something I have never been to him, but because of his big heart and for being a friend. For knowing what living with necessity is! He was the only real friend among hundreds of people….but it's easier for people trash talking instead of asking the truth. It's easier to judge instead of helping. People should know better his background before saying crap!

That's the truth you wanted Mr. Wilson. The truth that gossipers and nosey people like you never bothered to ask with honesty and bravery. Outside those gates it's not anyone's business, but from those gates in, Christopher Redfield's reputation is intact! You want to fire me, fire me! But not before you redeem yourself with Mr. Redfield for your misjudgments!"

Katerina stood up defiantly and without even asking for permission, she left the cabin without looking back. Leaving the mute man behind.

As she walked the corridors, coworkers who had heard her statement pretended to work. Some were embarrassed. Some didn't have reaction. Some just watched the woman in gray walk hurriedly like a tornado with loud and firm footsteps, making her way back to her desk.

Chris' cabin door was open, and he saw the moment Katerina returned to her desk. He saw her arranging her belongings hurriedly, which got his attention. He walked over her.

"What happened?" he asked noticing her pissed behavior

"Packing…I'm going to be fired"

"What? Come here" he said leading her to inside the office and closed the door, "Explain me things"

She let out an annoyed sigh, "I lost my mind…I couldn't let this shit talking continuing and your reputation be questioned because of me. My mistakes, my responsibility. Not yours. It's about time I pay for my actions and do something good for you…"

"What are you talking about?"

"All the things he asked you, he asked me. He talked about proper penalties and so I took the opportunity to defend you. I don't have a career, but you do and it's unfair what they have said about you, especially because of me…this would be my final week anyways…so I vented. But don't worry, I didn't say anything about our romance…I was careful about that"

He noticed she was shaking. She was affected by the heated conversation with Mr. Wilson, and that triggered his protective side, "I will talk to him…" he said caressing her grip

"No. Don't do anything. It's the right thing to happen…I don't know if I can continue working with you and hide all this happy feelings I have for you. I don't want to hide this love… I want to shine and explode in happiness! With me out of here, we won't need to hide anymore. My cycle here is concluded, while ours is just getting started."

"Did he fire you?"

"No, but if he won't, I quit."

"But Kate…"

She put her finger on his lips, "Working here was the best thing that ever happened to me and I'm so grateful to have you in my life… I don't want to lose that and get disgraced by the others. So it's better me be out and get another job. They need you here. I need you home." She smiled kindly

"I'll miss you here…"

"And I'd miss you anyways back at the reception or anywhere else…but either ways would be a torture pretending I don't love you…in fact, it's not like they don't know it!"

"You love me?" he said in surprise, "Isn't it too soon for that?" he said rationalizing

"Don't blow my candle, you don't have to say it back… but it's how I feel and I don't want to be forbidden to say that…"

"I wont forbid you. I wasn't reprimanding you…I was just…"

"Taken aback. I know. It came out of nowhere for you…and for me. maybe it's too soon in the calendar, but…we have been through many things already since we met and…and in the moment I let you in, I'm taking it all. Not just sexually speaking…"

They giggled.

She cupped his face while he held her by the waist, "I mean it! I'm taking it all. The good and bad that might come. Life is not a fairytale but I won't rationalize much about the good things I want to give you and be for you. Maybe one day you'll tell me you love me, maybe you wont. I know that's not your style saying such things, but I'll remain attentive to your actions that scream for you"

He smiled softly, staring deep into her eyes.

"Maybe you might be as much scared as me, but I don't want to run away from that anymore"

"I never felt this before…"

"Me neither"

"So it's the two of us knowing each other"- again -, "With all the good and bad…" – again –

"It is…I'm frightened but I so want to shine!" –again-, "I don't want to fail with you" –again-

"Fail?" he whispered in confusion

She leaned closer, staring him with begging eyes, "My love…" she whispered

Staring back at her, he was hypnotized. He longed for that gaze for a long time without even being aware of it. Infatuated – like he hadn't been in a long time.

Leaning his face closer to hers, "Kate…" he whispered before kissing tenderly her lips.

Behind the fierce makeup, red lipstick, he found the "Kate" his soul was looking for.

That was the first tender kiss those souls were finally having after a long time.

Maybe things would be different this time. Maybe just a few things would be different this time. Maybe all things would be the same this time, but in reversed roles. Maybe same roles.

But that only time would tell.

For now, all they had was a longing tenderness for one another.

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"I argued with my father again. He is still against my marriage to Christopher. He alleges Christopher is not of my level. He is just a simple stupid knight.

My mother is a useless submissive who has no face against him despite telling me "I know you love him". Yet, her knowledge always comes with a "but" in the end.

Ha! If only they knew the truth about the emerald necklace Christopher gave me. If only papa knew the truth about its origin. He would be surprised!

But I made a promise to Christopher about that secret, so I am sticking to it, although sometimes I feel like breaking this silence so I finally have my father's permission to marry him. I am almost on a verge of despair!

But I will not open my mouth about that no matter what! I am good in keeping secrets, especially secrets of the ones I love and care.

If only they knew I already am carrying his child.

I still do not know how to tell him about my pregnancy.

My petulant behavior will not help my credibility that in the only time we made love I got pregnant with his child.

I know he will doubt of my word.

What was I thinking when I accepted bedding with another man? Even if that man is the future king.

I cannot go back in time. All I can do is to take in all my regret and move on as if nothing happened.

I know I cannot count with Lucy's help on the lie about "my menstruation" on the bed sheets as my parents know my cycle is like a clock that never gets delayed. Never!

Christopher's absence does not help much either. Luckily I do not have many symptoms and the ones I have I manage to control, but it is a constant concern of mine not eating properly to keep my body in shape.

I eat at night when everyone is sleeping, and only fruits and salad so I will not gain much weight. I hope my baby is not affected by it.

My first child.

I failed giving Christopher my virginity. I cannot fail giving him his first child. Our first child.

Gosh, help me!

Soon I will not be capable of hiding the belly bump.

If there is a God…

Please, let me be a family with the man of my dreams. It is all I beg for!

My love.

Christopher my love."

mon cher = my dear. Kate said that with sarcasm.

Thank you Pin and scropion for the reviews! :D

Okay...so now we're starting to see Katarina's influence on Kate's personality. Is that a good thing or not? Let's see! xD
In the other hand we see a subtle side of Christian taking over Chris...which now just made me wonder, is Christian capable of loving Katarina? O.O as for now we know Christopher and Chris cannot do that at all.
Maybe Christian could be the missing piece to the puzzle...hummm (that's a good idea by the way...more and more I myself get to know possibilities of my own story lol) xD

Stay tuned for more of my crazy ideas!