"Jill! When's the last time you heard from Claire?" Christopher Redfield's voice boomed across the small apartment he was sharing with his longtime partner Jill Valentine. They had only recently admitted to having feelings for each other and after they got over their own stupidity for not admitting it to the other sooner, they moved into Jill's apartment she had in Seattle. Not that they spent much time at home. They usually had missions to do halfway across the globe. "Um, I don't know. A couple weeks ago maybe. Why? Do you have to be so loud?" Jill responded, Chris didn't realize she was right behind him. "Oops, sorry babe." He replied cheekily. "Anyways, I was just wondering because she hasn't called in a while, and you know how I worry about her. She's really shut herself out from us lately. I don't know." "Chris, Claire is a 25 year old woman, she doesn't need a babysitter, if she needed something she would call you. If there is anything Claire is not, it's afraid to ask for help when or if she needs it. Besides, if you're that worried about her, you have her number." Chris sighed, "I know, but she always thinks I'm calling to spy on her, she likes when you call to catch up better." Jill stared at Chris; he was giving those dumb puppy dog eyes again. "Fine! I'll call her, but if she asks to talk to you, I'm giving the phone to you." Jill pulled out her phone, and dialed Claire's number. After a few seconds she was heard giving a voicemail. "Claire, hey, I was just calling to see what's going on, just give me a call back when you get a chance. Love you, bye!"
Later that evening when Chris and Jill were lying in bed, there came a phone call from an unknown number. "Hello?" Chris answered the phone. "Christopher Redfield?" a deep male voice on the other end questioned. "I have news that you may want to hear. Your sister was seen two nights ago leaving her house and getting in a black Mercedes with a blonde haired man." Chris didn't know what to say. Was someone spying on his sister. The voice continued. "She has not returned home yet and we have reason to believe the man she traveled with was none other than Albert Wesker" Chris' stole a glance at Jill who was just staring at him. "Who is it?" she mouthed to him. "What makes you think that Wesker would want anything to do with my sister?" Chris asked. Jill became wide-eyed. "WHAT" she mouthed in shock. "Come to the address I am sending this number tomorrow at noon. Only bring you and Miss Valentine. Anyone else and we will leave and you will not get any more information." With that the call ended and Chris was visibly shaking. Jill put her hand on his shoulder. "Hey, we'll figure out what is going on. Its going to be okay, Chris." How could Claire be with Wesker? Was this just a trap? Chris laid back down only too eager for it to be the next day.