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J.L.: Alrighty then, where was I? Eh...I'm not feeling up to a monolouge right now. Too tired.
Jill's apartment, minutes later
"Shut up Chris, I've seen you naked before and let me remind you that you have barfed all over yourself. You stink." I commanded as I carefully peeled his smelly vomit covered shirt off his back. The grown man tryed pushing me away, but he was much too weak to, and merely ended up nudging me.
"Please...let me do it, I can do it." Chris begged, and I shook my head. Grabbing his pants, I undid the front button and unzipped it, sliding them down off him. Boxers? Jeez, the first time in a long time you're undressing a man and it's because the poor guy can't undress himself to take a shower. When I get bac to work, I'm putting in for vacation time.
"Alright...put her down Mr. Redfield, that's not going to happen tonight." I spoke, standing up quickly and turning my attention to the shower nozzels.
"Uh...you were a little close...sorry...heh." I heard him mumble out, causing me to smile. When I was comfortable with the water temperature, I turned back around to see chris holding his boxers in front of himself smiling sheepishly.
"Going for the full monty?" I asked, placing my hand on my hip.
"Going for the full monty." He confirmed and I chuckled a little, walking behind him and ushering him into the shower.
"Now, unless you fall down on your back with your mouth wide open, I don't think you'll drown. I'm off to go file a report of tonight events, I will be back in fifteen minutes, but call me if you need me. I emphasize the need Christopher, and getting laid is not a need." I instructed and closed the curtain.
"You're the one bringing it up." He jested. Precautions. Then he giggled a little. "Bringing it up...haha." I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the phone, hitting speed dial one for work. Sad.
"Raccoon Poloce Department, S.T.A.R.S. office, Barry speaking." I heard on the phone, and tried to sustain my smile back as Chris tried to sing.
"Barry, it's Jill." I spoke into the receiver.
"How'd the date go?" He asked, a hint of mirth resounding through his voice.
"Horrible, no dinner, no movie, and no drinks on my part. My date so charmingly found some estacy and ended up barfing all over himself as we got back to my house. On top of that, his singing leaves much to be desired for." I answered and I could hear barry pull the phone from himself and laugh aloud.
"So, you two did find the lead to the estacy? Give me as much information as you can Jill, I'll type the report up over the phone." Barry said.
Months later
I gritted my teeth in the cold ass unmarked van filled to the brim with surveillance equipment for the stake out of the estacy dealer. Completely aggravated, I ripped the cigarette that Chris was smoking out of his mouth and started smoking it myself.
"Hey! I wasn't finished with that!" He cried out and took it back, but the cigarette fell out of his hand and rolled across the floorboards of the van. We left it there, left it to burn the floorboard.
"Neither was I." I spoke after a while, and smothered the cigarette out with my boot.
"When did you start smoking anyway? You're always on my case about quiting." He mumbles in frustration, that having been the last cigarette.
"Why didI have to get stuck with you on this stake out?" I muttered and stood up to watch the video stream of the dealer's docking bay for the club.
"We're partners, remember? Partners work together on this crap." Chris muttered in return.
"Can you feel the love, tonight?" sang Joseph's voice out of the earpiece I was wearing. Chris and I both are wearing them to communicate with Joseph and Forest back at the office. I informed Joseph of seeing him and Forest out on the dance floor, but promised not to tell Wesker about it unless he pissed me off enough. Forest and Joseph love their late night shift together.
"You have got to be kidding me." I mumbled out.
"Lighten up Darling, it's like you've had a stick up your ass for a couple of month now ever since Captain Wesker denied your request for vacation time." Forest's voice called through the earpiece.
"Which, you would know all about things being stuck up your ass, now wouldn't you Forest?" I asked in horrid anger and frustration building up.
"Ah, I see what this is about." Joseph said. I looked over to Chris to see him monitoring the video stream.
"Shoot Dr. Frost, What is Jillian Valentine's problem here?" Forest asked.
"I don't have time for this late night talk show bullshit." I spoke out and sat down on the seat in the back of the van where the equipment, crossing my legs and folding my arms in pure frustration.
"Well first, Nurse Speyer, she needs to remove the stick up her ass." Joseph spoke, and received laughter from Forest.
"Isn't this how gay porn starts?" I asked, and Chris glanced back, shaking his head.
"I'm waiting for the horrible music to start." He answered.
"Furthermore Nurse Speyer, who is looking good in that nice and tight sleeveless white shirt, Ms. Jillian needs to desperatly get laid. She's clearly jealous of us, and that is why she's resorting in mocking our sweet sexy man love." Joseph reported and I grunted.
"Could her problem in her not getting any be the fact that her grunting like a pig?" Forest asked. I gritted my teeth and clentched my fists.
"Lay off guys, she's pissed." Chris commanded, catching me off guard.
"All right, all right...sheesh, don't take it too hard Jill. You know we're just trying to cheer you up." Forest reasoned. I stood up, still having my arms folded against my chest.
"By antagonizing me so much that beating the shit out of you sounds like the best way to cheer myself up?" I growled out, trying to keep my voice down as not to arise attention to our van parked on the side of the road.
"He-" I heard Joseph's temper start to fire up before communication was cut off. I looked over to Chris, whose finger was still on the switch for the communication module.
"Go ahead and take that ear piece out Jill, you won't need it for a while." He spoke softly and returned to looking at the screen. I did as he said and sat back down, unfolding my arms to grab the edge of the seat and rock my legs back and forth.
"Watch this be the one night the dealer and his buddy don't show up." I said and brushed my hair behind my ear. Sitting around being silent was my specific specialty, but not when I wasn't going to be stealing anything. Chris stood up and stretched, walking to the front of the van and turning on the radio. After flipping through a couple of stations, he stopped at one playing 'Change' by the deftones.
"Figures, Claire likes this stuff." Chris spoke out and returned to the back of the Van, taking a seat beside me.
"When's she due in for a visit?" I asked. He scratched his chin.
"Sometime in June, when she gets off of college for the summer. It's only for a week or two, and then she'll head back to Winchester for a summer job to help pay for tuition." He answered. I nodded and leaned back.
"How'd she like her first year?" I asked.
"Last time I spoke with her, she said she was having a blast, with the exception of keeping her grades up. I'm more worried about the boyfriend's she'll bring home than her grades though." He answered, and we smirked at each other. With the crowd she hangs out with, I wouldn't be surprised if it was some guy with his pants drooping to his knees and multiple piercings. Throw in a tattoo and mohawk, and I think I know how Claire's perfect man would look like.
"Big brother getting scared that he can't protect little sister from herself?" I quipped and Chris chuckled a bit.
"What I really fear, is having to be at her wedding and seeing her walk down with nothing more than black lingerie." He said and we both cracked up.
"I'd video tape it for blackmail personally." I spoke and Chris raised his eyebrow up at me.
"So what's with the sudden interest in my sister, who may I add, hates you with a passion equal to the vikings?" Chris asked, nudging me.
"Oh, I was thinking that i fail so horribly with men, so I was thinking about seeing how women were." I smirked out and we both laughed really hard. Chris pushed me down under him on the seat and got really close to my face.
"No way am I allowing you to get into my sister's pants miss Valentine." Chris said.
"Oh, she'll be ripping at mine when I get through with her." I jested and Chris buried his head into the crook of my neck, laughing hard, but trying to muffle it.
"How about you go gay on me?" Chris asked and I cocked an eyebrow, trying to figure out what he meant. "I mean, you're practically a man." He added, resorting in more muffled laughter.
"So, you'd be Forest and I'd be Joseph?" I asked. Chris scoffed.
"I'm bigger, and you have the longer hair." He reasoned.
"Yeah, but the mullet Forest has...yuck." I retorted. It was then I noticed Chris was laying directly on top of me. Not that I'm complaining, it's nice to have a guys body pressed against mine, even if it's Chris. Chris turned his head towards me and smiled.
"I was thinking of growing mine out like that until I found out he was with Joseph. He seemed really popular with the girls." Chris admitted.
"Most gay guys are. My uncle Benny, that man could have any girl turn to putty and for some reason never did anything with them. It was until we found out he had AIDS that we figured out why." I said. Chris perked his eyebrows up. 'The day the world went away' by Nine Inch Nails started playing.
"Huh. Is it the additude or the very fact women always want what they can't have?" Chris asked seriously. I couldn't help it though, I really couldn't. Before I knew what I was doing, I started kissing him. When he didn't respond, I pulled away and tried to think of some excuse for it.
"I was trying to shut you up..." I muttered, the most lame assed excuse that came to mind. Chris was silent for a while.
"What happened to trying to get into my sister's pants?" He asked and I smiled in relief.
"About the same fate to the idea of no being in relationships with co-workers." I replied sheepishly. Way to go Jilly, just throw all caution to the wind, no big deal, yeah, let's just fuck Chris right here in this van, forgetting about you job and shit. You're such a hormonal idiot sometimes.
"Well then...let's make sure those ideas don't comes back into your pretty little head." Chris said before returning the kiss from before. Idiot...you two are suppose to be monitoring the video stream, making sure the equipment doesn't malfunction, and relaying what you see back to Forest and Joseph-And yes, those two are pricks, but it's your job for public safety. What would Dick think? You know what, that's it, screw this, rason is going out the window here, have fun getting knocked up. I pulled back from the kiss and smiled at Chris.
"Let's not let anyone in on this one, or we won't be partners for very long with Wesker in charge." I said and Chris nodded before the seat's supports gave into the combined weight of Chris and myself laying fully on it, and broke. We landed on the floor, and I was very grateful the I had the seat cushion underneath me. Chris's weight came down on me though I I grunted an 'omphf' out.
"Jill sandwich." Chris muttered out and he lifted himself from me and we both busted out laughing hard as he helped me up.
"Come on, we'd better get back to work before the twin idiots file a complaint." I spoke out and dusted myself off, watching Chris walk over and flip the communication module's switch back on.
"Hey you morons! We're so telling Wesker about this!" Joseph temper cacked through the earpiece sitting on the console. I picked up my earpiece and replaced it in my ear.
"Go ahead, we'll just tell him all of the details of seeing you two on the dance floor." I mentioned and Joseph shut up.
"Oh, while we were offline, Jill's fat ass broke the van seat." Chris reported and I tackled him to the ground.
J.L.: So, that's about as far as I got in thought. I do know that This story is basically going to stick with the estacy case, so when the case ends, this story ends. Since months past, it's now 1998, about marchish. They've got a couple of months before the 'mysterious' murders begin. Um...I'm out of thought train right now, so I guess review and let me know what you think.