A/N: Hey there folks! What's up? Hope you enjoyed a great Halloween! I need to tell you something; in order to make sure I answer all the reviews, from now on I'll be posting my response to the previous chapter's reviews at the end of the new chapter. Enough of me talking! Happy reading ;)


"Well, come in Leon! Don't get soaked under this rain." Claire clutched his hand with erupting energy, almost dragging him in.

"Sure, it's great to see you guys again!" Said Leon with a smile warmer than the Sun, allowing to be led in by Claire, "it's raining cats and dogs today."

"Where's Jill?" he asked kindly, coming to a heavy halt in the centre, casting his inquisitive eyes around the hall, "Where's Chris? Don't tell me I'm early!" he looked Claire in the eye, a bit suspicious, "are you people fooling me around? April fools' day or something?"

"No, no, no! You're right on time! Real punctual!" Claire smiled, her sparkling jade eyes shimmering with anticipation.

The doorbell rang hysterically three times in a row.

"Excuse me for a second, Leon. I'll be right back." Claire said as she rushed towards the door.

"Oh Chris! You're always late, unless the reverse is proved!" She gently got the box of drinks from his hand.

"For you, it's just a case of trial and error." She murmured, rapidly vanishing to the other end of the hall, leaving Chris with nothing but a mild smile painted on his lips.

In came the guests after Chris entered; almost everyone, ranging from their closest friends to well-known BSAA agents, RPD agents such as Leon Scott Kennedy, or even old companions, familiar faces. Everyone seemed to be heavily immersed in conversation, gathering in circles of two or three, debating, telling a joke or two, grabbing a drink from the counter, until their purpose was fulfilled: to reunite with Miss Valentine herself.

Of all, Chris was the one who seemed out of place the most. He paced around in long strides, his chest high, breathing rhythm dismantled, lost amidst a bubbling sea of boiling anticipation, impatience, and most of all curiosity: What had took his partner so long?

All of a sudden, a deranged force of nature clawed his attention; sewed his vision to a very specific place, on the crown of stairs, right there on top. A figure, clad in a colorful night dress, shades of silver, sky blue, and turquoise encasing her, coming down right below her slender waist, and then falling in the form of wide separate straps, swerving around her pale legs like flower petals around their center. Her slender fingers took hold of the soft gleaming straps, a creature beyond comprehension, an elegant jewel that submerged any diamond in the universe, standing high in dignity with her deadly supervision. It didn't take agent Valentine long to feel the heavy weight of her partner's gaze on her, touching her in distance. Her fingers tightened more on the soft straps of her skirt, which felt as soft as running water through one's fingers. Her eyes collided with his vibrant ones like a magnet, and she shot him a captivating smile, the ones that escape ladies' lips when they insisted on hiding a monumental fact. Her heart began to beat like an explosive bomb, with enough heat and energy to fall off her chest, the beautiful fair chest that was in cameo by the silvery upper part of the dress, and a remarkable V-neck, caught in the center of two slim straps.

Now, Chris was not the only one receiving the exclusive privilege of observing her. All the eyes across the hall, struck her like arrows, figures swallowing their words, bathed in a moist cloud of paralysis.

She descended the steps, one by one, as her silver high heels clacked against the stairs with hesitation, echoing through the hall, highlighting her strong presence. There she was, on the floor, an angel that had decided to come down to the Earth for a while and be reachable.

Her eyes captured Chris first, they always would.

"Chris," her warm voice coursed through the air,

"Jill," he said, his eyes going over her face, trying hard to twist his unspeakable thoughts into words and talk to her.

It was not at all a shared private room. There were guests scattered all over the hall, who willingly pioneered, leaving Chris behind with coercion, rushing forward to exchange words with the previously presumed dead agent.

Leon took the baton and stepped forward, shaking her hand in a soldierly order,

"It's good to see on duty again, Agent Valentine. The BSAA couldn't do without charming ladies like you!"

Jill firmly returned the handshake,

"If that's the case, I'd have to name dozens of organizations that couldn't do without charming ladies" Her eyes flashed, smirking playfully.

"Well, no one's gonna deny that Jill," Leon said assertively, a slight chuckle escaping him.

"Barry," Jill said kindly, quite surprised to find him here.

Barry came forward to express his gratitude,

"You can't imagine how glad I am. As a close friend, you taught me so much in life. I could never appreciate it!" he said as a sweet smile stretched full-length on his visage.

"Don't mention it! We'll all face obstacles at some point, and the right thing to do is to put them in perspective and bring these difficulties to an ultimate end. " she said in a determined tone, memories of the Raccoon city destruction incident flailing in front of her eyes.

Great, nightmares are haunting me daytime as well.

"If I get my hands on that terrorist, Wesker, I'll …"Barry said, noticing Jill flinch at the name of Wesker, his blood was already boiling with rage.

"Barry," Jill's palm rested on the side of his arm,

"There's no need for that! The debt's been paid."

Barry smiled in acknowledgement, noticing how mature she was when it came to making decisions and plot twists.

"Jill!" she returned to see the person, calling out her name with frantic excitement was Rebecca Chambers.

"Rebecca! Long time no see,"

"Oh Jill, I was starting to think we'd never… mooning over that for a long time, oh never mind! I'm just bursting with ecstasy!"

"Oh, I assure you the feeling's mutual," Jill said to Rebecca, the corner of her heavenly-sculpted lips pulling into an enigmatic smile, her gaze suddenly intersected with Chris' and then quickly ricocheted back to Rebecca.

Chris felt the heat, the word kept repeating itself in the corner of his mind:

Mutual

A/N:*Answers to reviews for chapter 2* with a special thanks and a big hug to all reviewers!

Hey there,

Dear abcacb1221:, I really really apologize for the length of chapters, but academic life is sooo chaotic currently.

Dear heaven11: Yeah, I genuinely hope she does that too;)

Dear wilburforcemoney: The plot twists, still working on that! I assure you there are many things I haven't thought about yet!

Dear Guest: Sure, the further we go, the worse everything becomes. Speaking of the challenge that rides stories forward ;)

Dear jess redfield: That's true! It was taken from Revelations! I have that problem with myself too! Ending the chapters suddenly, it's bcoz of writer's block but I'm working on it to give up my bad habit!

Dear Redfield Claire: For sure, they will end up together at some point ;)

Dear frozenheart7: Thanks a lot for your advice about Jill having trauma. I previously had that in mind, but let's see where we can use it!

Dear LTP ROMI: Sheva's a decent intriguing character and absolutely one of my favorites. I just felt she should be involved somewhere:)

Dear Peggy the crimson wing: those are hard questions dear! Still working on that part!

Dear Guest: Thanks a lot for flattering me this much! When I write a fan fiction. my first priority is the "in-character" quality. That is the foundation of a believable fan fic so I think every writer should focus on that. Yet, thanks a trillion for motivating me this much with your beautiful words!

With endless affection towards readers, followers, reviewers,…

Stay tuned; to be continued…