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J.L.: Alright alright, 'nuff of that, let's throw some good old fashion comedy in the mix. Seriously though, hell if I know what I'm talking about.
An hour later
"You sure you are up to this?" Chris asked as I followed behind him in the palace streets. Let's see, I only survived Raccoon because of my looks?
"Yes Christopher. So...here's an interesting question..." I started.
"Ask away." He said.
"How is the hell do you accidentally shoot someone when you are a highly trained and skilled marksman?" I asked. He stopped for a second and shrugged.
"How in the hell do you get hit by a bullet in the dark when you are a stealthy-" He responded, then stopped, standing still.
"What is it?" I asked looking right at him. More zombies and god-only-know-what? I glanced around, my gun ready to blast. I then looked over to Chris who was looking straight at me. "What?" I asked, my eyebrow cocking up. He smiled.
"Nothing. Come on, We've got some information to steal." He said and starting walking again.
"Steal...now why do I not like that word?" I said as the angry roars of the undead sounded off. You have to be shitting me.
"How about we just run?" Chris said as we saw the undead erupt from before us and run towards us.
"Where?" I asked, taking aim and shooting a few down, causing one or two to trip over them and rapidly crawl towards us.
"There, over the wall leading to the inner palace!" Chris pointed to the side, and ran off towards it.
"Yes, because running solves everything! How about some cover?" I asked when he jumped and grabbed on to the edge of the palace walls. He pulled himself up just as I reached the wall and provided cover. He took out his gun and shot at several undead when he was situated and I jumped to grab the edge. My fingers just missed the edge. No! Shit! Piss! "Chris! I can't get up!" I cried out. He looked down for a second, took another shot. Panic started rising. Is he going to let them at me?! Come on Chris. I bit my lip as he glanced down again. I could smell the rot of the charging horde of undead. He smiled again and shot his hand down. I grabbed it immediatly.
"I've got you." He said as he pulled me up single handedly. The undead clawed at the soles of my boots until I reached the top. Chris set me down and smiled wider. I glared at him.
"Were you just going to let me die?!" I yelled out. He started laughing and kneeled down.
"I was going for last minute resque...you seem to enjoy that type of thing." He said, and I remembered when he opened the cell door back in the mansion as the self destruct alarm was sounding. I furrowed my brow.
"That was different! You didn't have a choice then!" I pouted.
"Come on, we've got a way to go before we get to the throne chamber. That's where your buddy is hanging out right?" He asked as he held out his hand to help me up. I stood up myself defiantly. There were undead swarmed on both sides of the wall.
"He's not my buddy." I muttered as I lead the way, walking along the wall's narrow top. Chris followed after. The moans and groans of the undead hounded at us. I gritted my teeth and shot one down, then continued to walk.
Another Hour later
As soon as the little room was cleared from where the wall ran through it, I jumped down and reloaded.
"The map of this place say the throne room is not far off from here. Actually just down the hallway this room is connected to and the last room on the left leads to another hallway that leads to the throne room." I looked up at him.
"I thought you said it wasn't far." I commented.
"It's not far in a straight line from here." He commented.
"Nothing is. Why did you keep me from finding out any information on you?" I asked. He looked aside.
"I didn't want you following me here. See, I have to watch out for you as well as myself now." He responded. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not Claire, Chris. Even if I were, she's very capable in taking care of herself in situations like this." I retorted, crossing my arms. He glanced at me and smiled, ruffling my hair.
"Come on, let's just get out of here so you can say that to Claire's face." He spoke, then stepped towards the door with his gun ready.
"I don't think me showing up at HQ's going to be a pleasent surprise..." I started as he opened the door and stepped out. I followed behind him closely as my gun automatically found it's aim at the head of one of the three undead rushing towards us.
"They can suck it up." Chris said as the last undead dropped to the ground. I smirked at him and ran ahead down the hall towards the door of the left. Kneeling down, I saw that it was a simple lock, but locked. Chris ran up and handed over a pin and a screw driver. I took them and got to work quickly.
"Let me guess, Barry?" I asked as I stood up and checked my clips. Better now than never, this is the last run until the throne room and I have a feeling we won't be welcomed in with steaks and candles.
"Yes. Told me I should take the master of unlocking along with me on this mission. So now, bait...what's your plan?" He asked. I bit my lip. How much does he really trust me and how much can I trust him...no...don't think like that Jilly. Chris is your Romeo...except...Romeo and Juliet died in the end...well, I'm not stupid enough to play dead and I'm sure he wouldn't poison himself...Jilly-Getting off track. Alright.
"I walk in, with Vial'o'vaccine in hand. You provide cover. Contact walks out, we chat. Contact give information-ina-briefcase, I give him vial'o'vaccine. We part, everyone's alive and happy. If Contact's a prick and shoots me or whatever, you take him out. You grab briefcase and vaccine and split." I said. Chris stood there, just looking at me for a few seconds.
"Alright. You have the vaccine?" He asked I nodded.
"Chris...no last minute resques please? I'd rather like to see the reactions of the team when you and I walk in." I spoke softly. He smirked.
"We'll see, now go on, I'll stay behind a bit back here." He said. I bit my lip again. So...this is it. This is where the culminations of my efforts comes into play...what should I say? There should be something, something more...I should tell him...I should...
"Chris, I've been wanting to tell you that I'm in lo-" I started but stopped when he put a finger over my lips.
"Get in there Jilly. You say anymore and nothing's going to be done for the next few hours, and I really don't think we should put the contact off anymore than what we have. We'll finish that sentence when we get out of here alive with the information." He said and gave me a light shove towards the door. I sighed and opened it, took one last look back at him smirking at me, then grinned back and stepped through, shutting the door behind me.
J.L.: So...first and foremost, I apologise for the wait. I just, writers block of all things, working on several other projects, also, life hit me with moving and whatnot. I'm hopping right to chapter seven after this, but I cannot promise it'll be up right away. Thanks for staying tuned and let me know your complaints/comments via review button.