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J.L.: I've been exhasted. It's one or two days late, but here it is.
The Van seconds later
Silence had hit the Van as Chris set his earpiece off and took mine off. I watched him carefully, not sure of what he was up to. He walked up and stood close to me, lowering his head. I closed my eyes.
"The dealer is here." He whispered. I cletched my jaw a bit and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Alright." I muttered and stood back from him to walk over to the peep hole cut out in the side of the van, no bigger than a quarter. Chris went to the controls to work on picking up the conversation between the dealer and his contact. The dealer was a guy no older than twenty something, with curly blonde hair. He looks like a cali boy. A van with 'Freezy ice cubers' written on the side of it pulled up. When it stopped outside of the clubs storehouse, an obese trucker stepped out with a clip board and walked up to the dealer.
"Hey there Jonathan! Got your cubes right here!" The trucker called out. The dealer walked up to the trucker and punched him square in the face.
"You idiot! People could be watching!" Jonathan yelled out and stood back seething anger. That's not obvious. The trucker just stood there for a while, as if debateing whether to return the punch, then smiled.
"Kid, you've got a lot to learn when it comes to dealing with illegal stuff. Acting suspicious only attracts suspicion. Make sense?" The trucker asked and Jonathan grunted.
"Just put the damn ice in the freezer before my old man comes back and finds out I've been putting estacy in his ice cubes. Got that fat ass?" Jonathan spouted and walked off. I pulled back from the peep hole and smiled. Got him. I looked back to see Chris grinning. Got it on audio and video feed, sent straight to the office. Joseph and Forest will get straight on processing it it, as Forest is professional when it comes to actual cases.
"I'm kinda tired, so how about we drop this van off and head on home?" Chris asked and I smiled.
"Can't wait, it feels like forever since I woke up in my bed." I agreed.
Weeks later
The phone was ringing somewhere in the house, but I was tired from the late night paperwork. Jilly, answer it. It might be Wesker calling you into work for the raid on the dealer's storehouse. Or it could be Chris. I moaned and pushed myself out of my soft bed and stumbled to the phone.
"Valentine Residence, Jill here." I spoke in a deeper voice than what was normal.
"Jill? You sure it's not Jim?" Chris's voice answered back. I smiled and stood up straight up. Although we really haven't had much time to sort out what we've got, we've been keeping up on each other...I mean, other than when we are working as partners. No one knows.
"Yeah, this is Jim, and let me tell you, this chick is one mighty fine bang." I teased, using the deeper voice.
"Really? So how'd you get into her pants so fast? I'm taking notes here." Chris retorted.
"Alright, what do you want Christopher?" I asked in my normal voice.
"You've got today off and so do I, I'm on my way to pick you up." He answered. Dread hit me.
"I'm not dressed yet." I spoke quickly. Not dressed, not showered, not fed, not make uped.
"Hurry up then. This might be the last chance to have a day together, Wesker's been hinting at overtime with this case." Chris spoke before hanging up. I replaced the phone and rested my head against the wall. So much for a nice quiet saturday all to myself...get over it Jilly, this is what you've been craving for way too long. With that resolve, I took off running to the shower, stripping as I went in excitement.
Minutes later
Chris stepped inside the apartment and took a double take.
"Jill in a skirt?" He asked and I placed my hand on my hip and shifted to the side, leaning against the wall.
"What, I'm a feminine girl when I want to be." I retorted. My tight black skirt, and a plain tight white teeshirt with my white hoodie tied around my waist. Good combo, sans the black hiking boots I'm wearing. Better than Chris's khaki pants, red teeshirt, black beanie and sunglasses. Chris smirked and walked up, pinning me to the wall with his body, and breathed on my neck.
"Been a while since I've made you go weak at the knees." He muttered, his lips dangerously close to my neck. I smirked and headbutted his shoulder.
"Alright mister Redfield, we're going out somewhere, no you want to tell me where or just fool around right here?" I asked. Chris chuckled and pulled away.
"You should wear a blue shirt next time to match your eyes, now come along miss Valentine, we're going hiking in the Arklay forest." He said and lead me to outside, grabbing the keys to my jeep tracker.
"Why are we taking my car?" I asked and he got into the drivers seat.
"Because yours can actually go offroading." He retorted and I snorted.
"Not very well, it's mainly a street jeep." I spoke before he pulled out of the driveway.
An hour later
It was beautiful. It was amazing. It was serene. It was a lake in the middle of the Arklay woods, a small clearing and was privacy like none other. Chris had parked the tracker back on the small roughly cut dirt road back a mile and we had hiked to see this lake, but it was worth it.
"So, what do you think?" He asked.I looked at him and smiled.
"Well, I wouldn't exactly build a house here, it's a little far from the neighbors..." I started and he grabbed me up and carried me into the lake.
"Smartass." He said as he set me down in the crystal clear yet slightly cold waters. I folded my arms across my chest.
"So, what are we doing here, I didn't exactly pack a bathing suit and it's not warm enough to just be swimming anyways." I asked. Chris smirked, and threw his sunglasses and beanie back on the shore of the lake.
"We are going to make out miss Valentine." Chris smiled mischieviously. Cute. I grinned up at him, just realizing the slight difference in height between us.
"Are we now?" I asked and as Chris dove down to kiss me, I stepped to the side and he fell face first into the lake. I busted out laughing until something grabbed my foot and pulled me under water. Fear hit me when I didn't grab a breath of air and started struggling against whatever had me. I was pulled back up, and started choking on the water that had made it into my lungs. Chris held me up until I could catch my breath.
"I'm sorry." He muttered and I looked up at him, still breathing hard.
"I almost drowned when I was eight. Been scared of being under water ever since, even though I've learned to swim since then." I explained, Feeling comfortable with Chris holding me close to him.
"You okay now?" He asked, and I smiled at the worry crossing his face. Standing up straight and facing him, I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled his face close to mine.
"Yeah, you just saved my ass." I answered.
"So, we make out now?" He asked.
"Flirt." I jested.
"Tease." He called back and we kissed. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in tightly to him, and I was getting into the kiss more and more.
"Holy shit!" Yelled out a voice that cut through the mood like a razor sharp knife. I pulled away, ready to kill whoever had said it. Forest and Joseph stood there in the clearing, Forest with a look of shock across his face and Joseph with a look of amuzement.
"Way to go Joseph." Chris called out. My hands clentched into fist and I started towards the two men standing in the clearing, but Chris caught me and held be back.
"Now you can't hold our love against us Jillian!" Joseph taunted, knowing full well that he was indeed, at Chris's mercy.
"How did you get here?" Chris asked in a commanding tone, almost a protectively dominate voice. I looked up at him, then back at the guys. Okay, so how did they get here, no one was following us, and it isn't exactly public. See Jilly, you're letting you hormones get to you and you aren't thinking things out. Forest looked over at Joseph and blushed. Maybe it's a good thing that we don't find out.
"Well...Kinda like this, you know? We went on a fishing trip here a couple of years ago and uh...you know?" Joseph started. I glanced up at Chris and a look of slight fear went across his face.
"So, you guys did the nasty here?" I asked, smirking. Forest and Joseph went straight red.
"Jillian, Let's get out of here please maybe?" Chris asked and I nodded, leading Chris back to the hiking trail. We hiked back for a few minutes before Chris stopped.
"Chris?" I asked.
"Do you hear that beeping?" He asked. I looked over the my tracker, now in view.
"I have a feeling that's Wesker calling me in." I said, and took off running for the tracker. Sure enough, the handset radio was buzzing. Chris snatched it up.
"Redfield here. Valentine as well." Chris spoke into the radio.
"We've recieved the permission to raid the Bird Cage storehouse. Report to the station and gear up." Wesker's commanding voice came over the radio. Chris replced the radio into my console and looked over to me.
"Looks like our date got cut short." He muttered.
"No biggie. We've been waiting to wrap this case up right? Let's do that." I said and smiled. Chris brushed a stray wet lock of hair back behind my ear.
"Ready to roll partner?" He asked. I nodded, pressing the side of my face against his hand.
"I roll a perfect twenty." I spoke up and Chris perked an eyebrow. Way to go Jilly, just spill out your geeky childhood.
"You played D&D too?" He asked. I chuckled a bit.
"It was the way Dick and I passed the time between his 'business trips' before we had to move our stuff again." I explained.
"Did you ever get into the BBS boards way back in the day?" Chris asked as I got into the drivers seat and drove off.
J.L.: Okay, I'm terribly sorry if I've lost my train of thought in this, but trust me, it's because I haven't cleared the fog from my head yet from waking up. Crazy on how that works. Anyways, the Bird cage is a movie and the name of the club for the movie with Robin Williams. I'm sure you can find the ifo on it on google. Review and let me know how I did on this one, as I am completely lost on my train of thought on it. Seriously, what was I thinking?