Summary: It should have just been a regular morning for Chris Redfield. He should have been just heading out for his usual every day job. So why did he wake up to find a certain puppy eared male in his bed?

Pairing: Nivanfield

Author's note: Definitely a long skip this time. Was going through a lot of readjustments at my job. x.x Also I kept backtracking and changing this chapter before finally being somewhat satisfied with the results. Sorry it's so short, but I am working on the next chapter. Yay! Also still working on a one shot Halloween Nivanfield fic that's well overdue. x.x

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My Pet Peeve 14

He managed to find his and Leon's belongings before escaping. He didn't even try to question why the elevator key was mixed in with their stuff, especially since he was in pursuit by the hooded guys still looking for him. Chris made sure to be careful about how he did things. Hiding and staying out of sight was the best he could do, especially against the amount of pursuers he had. He only considered himself mildly safe when he'd gotten back into Leon's car and was miles away from the facility with no follows on his tail. It didn't mean he shouldn't be careful still though. The enemy could be hiding anywhere waiting on him.

At home he caught sight of Piers and Claire in the middle of an argument on the front lawn which seemed strange since the two of them seemed to get along very well. As he pulled into the driveway the two froze, Claire hanging on Piers's arm like she'd been attempting to stop him from walking away as they stared at the car. The suspicion in their eyes seemed to die away as soon as the door opened and Chris stepped out of the vehicle. Whatever argument they'd been having was completely forgotten as they both rushed to him attacking with a barrage of questions and words. Seriously, he couldn't even catch any of what they said.

"Slow down you two," Chris said, smiling down at Claire who'd literally attached herself to him as soon as he'd gotten out. He glanced up towards Piers and couldn't ignore the swell in his chest when he saw the worried hazel eyes staring back at him. So Piers did care about him at least a bit, huh? He words did at least stop them from talking though Claire did hug him tighter in response looking just as worried as the Semi had looked, if not more. "Just what were you two arguing about?"

"We were worried," Claire said looking up at him. "We thought you were never coming back!" Just how long had they been gone to make these two worry about them like this? "It's been three days…we thought something must have happened. So Piers was going to head to BSAA and-"

"Let's talk more about this inside," Chris said, glancing around seeing neighbors peeking out of their doors at the commotion. "We don't need the whole neighborhood listening in." That wasn't the only reason for why he wanted to head in. The way Piers was staring around glancing at the people wasn't a particularly good sign. Neither was the fact that he had the Semi standing outside on display with his ears and tail showing. Claire must have taken notice too as she nodded and grabbed Piers's hand tugging him back inside the house and out of the view of the public.

"Sorry for the disturbance," Chris said loudly to the neighbors standing out on their porch. "We're practicing for a play right now so forgive us if we were too loud." A couple of the neighbors nodded before they headed inside, Chris following their example by heading inside his own home.

"Chris?" Claire was waiting for him on the couch, calling out to him as soon as he'd come inside and closed the door behind him. "Where's Leon?"

"…TRICELL ambushed us," he said frowning.

"What?!"

"I managed to escape, but Leon…he's been captured." He turned looking at Piers, rubbing behind his head before clearing his throat. "Piers, I need to talk to you for a minute." He avoided the other's curious gaze looking at Claire again who looked like she was at a lost on what to do. "I'll tell you what happened later. But right now, I have to talk to Piers about something important." Because she didn't know about Piers's connection to Wesker. Because he needed to talk to Piers alone about his relationship with Wesker.

He walked in stopping in front of the stairs looking back at Piers waiting on him. He saw the frown grow on the Semi's lips as he headed in his direction. Chris turned around heading up the steps thinking on how best to bring up the situation of Wesker. He needed Piers to remember Wesker and where he might be hiding. He had less than 48 hours to make that happened.

Chris went into the bedroom with Piers following right behind him. He kept walking heading over to the dresser reaching all the way down in the bottom drawer to pull out an old photo book before he walked to the bed sitting and partly wishing he had taken a bath first. He was sure he must smell after being away for three days. Piers was still standing by the door staring at him strangely before Chris patted the bed indicting for him to come over. The ears on Piers's head flickered before he walked over sitting beside him, his leg bumping against Chris from how close he sat to him.

"…Wesker's alive," Chris said trying to ignore the bitter taste in his mouth having to admit those words, remember the betrayal he felt at seeing the man he'd felt strong devotion for all these years. He looked over, seeing Piers's shocked eyes but otherwise not seeing anything that resembled him remembering anything about the man. Was he really ready to open this can of worms? He didn't have much choice if he wanted to save Leon. 48 hours. He didn't have a lot of time to work with.

"I need your help," Chris said continuing as he opened up the photo book starting to flip through the pages. "Wesker said I have two days to locate him before he plans on killing Leon. I…I need you to remember." He glanced over again seeing the frown on Piers's face. "You're the only clue I have left to finding out where he is."

"I'm…I'm not sure I want to," Piers said frowning, his eyes avoiding the book of flipping pictures. "…If Wesker is someone bad…it might be better that I don't remember what it was like with him."

"You're the only clue that I have to finding Leon." Chris didn't even mention that Wesker seemed determined to have Piers back. He wondered why it was Wesker had never just come to the house to retrieve the Semi since he already knew that Piers was living temporarily with Chris. And while Chris had no intentions of letting Wesker win over the young Semi, he also needed to find Leon and save him before his time was up. "Piers…please. If I don't find Leon in two days, Wesker's going to kill him. And I'm pretty sure getting anyone else involved will only make it happen sooner."

Piers frowned, staring down at his lap, his body showing no signs of his dilemma except for the pounding of his tail on the bed behind him. Finally, in what Chris took as a show of surrender, Piers's shoulders slumped down as he gave a long sigh from his plush lips. "Fine. Only cause I kinda like the guy a little. But I can't guarantee I'll remember anything from these photos."

"But you'll try, right?" Chris didn't even wait for an answer as he slid the book over more so half was resting on Piers's lap. "It's only a guess, but maybe seeing more photos of Wesker will help you to remember something." He flipped through the album, frowning a little at some of the pictures he'd taken of Wesker in their past. Like the one of Wesker's birthday party being celebrated at the office. Chris remembered it most for the subtle smile Wesker couldn't keep contained when Chris told him happy birthday, and even more for the drinks they went out to have after the party.

He remembered the event at the park consisting of all his friends. Even Jill had been there. She had been hurt by Wesker's dead as well; just not to the extent that Chris had who had known him longer with a strongly developed crush on him. And now she was over it, moved on while he'd been left behind with his own sorrows. Now, he was only feeling angry with himself for ever letting the emotions get to him for a man that wasn't even dead.

"Ah!"

"Hm?" Chris looked up at Piers blinking seeing how wide the eyes were as they started at one particular photo in the album. "What's wrong? There something about this one here?"

"This…the building in the background…." Chris leaned in for a closer look frowning. It didn't look like anything out of the ordinary to him, granted it wasn't one of his fonder memories. It was at a time where he and Claire had gone to visit their parents' graves. There really wasn't much more to the picture besides the two gravestones and the small, ominous tomb in the background that was large enough to be a small church. Wesker wasn't even in the picture, though he'd thought it a good idea at the time to take the photo and give it to Chris as a memento saying on that he should never forget the origins.

"It's my parents' graves," Chris said. "Is there something weird in this photo?" Piers slumped forward suddenly, clutching at his head and breathing hard. "Piers!" Chris didn't even care that the album fell to the floor as he grabbed Piers's shoulders staring helpless at the clenched eyes. The shoulders were tense under his grip as if Piers was scrunching up all of his muscles. "Piers, what's wrong!"

"Chris…nngh…hurts…my head hurts…"

"Relax!" Chris said pulling him into a tight, protective hug as he reached up rubbing his head trying to soothe the pain away. "Just calm down and relax. Don't think about it anymore." Even though Piers was gripping him extra tight, even though he was struggling to slow his breath down, he still shook his head.

"No…I have to remember," he said gasping in pain. "I have to if we're going to…save Leon."

"We can find another way."

"There is no…other way…" He grunted in pain before he shook his head again. "I…I remember that place…. Wesker…Wesker took me there before. He hid something…I don't remember what…something he said you'd find…ugh!" He coughed, swallowing rapidly as if he was trying to keep his bile down. "I feel sick…."

"It's fine," Chris said moving Piers carefully to lay on the bed as he slowly rubbed his back to coax the tense muscles into relaxing. "Just stay here and rest. I'll get Claire to bring you up some water." He barely even got a grunt out of Piers, though hazy eyes stared at him through small slits that appeared to be getting sleeper by the moment. Chris moved his hand back up, rubbing it behind Piers's ear as he thought about his next step. Wesker had said he'd left clues to finding him. The photo had been one of them. What other clues did he leave behind? Was there more in the photo album?

"Chris…don't go…." Chris looked down expecting the Semi's eyes to be on him but only saw closed lids as Piers fell asleep. His body seemed more relaxed now with the pressure on his head from trying to remember his past gone. Tugging the blankets up, Chris covered him up before he headed down the steps seeing Claire sitting on the couch peering at him curiously.

"Is everything ok?" She said slowly standing to her feet.

"It's fine. Piers is resting right now."

"You said you'd tell me more. What happened to Leon? Does TRICELL still have him? Shouldn't be notify BSAA and tell them what's happened?" The last thing he wanted to deal with was Jill breathing down his neck and lecturing him on protocol and how he shouldn't have went into TRICELL in the first place, especially without a warrant.

"…He's been kidnapped by Wesker," he said continuing even as he saw Claire's eyes widen. "Wesker's alive. I have two days to find him. And…Piers is probably the only one who knows where he is."

"Piers?" Claire walked over quickly looking up at him with wide eyes. "Does Piers know him? How is Wesker even alive? Why would he kidnap Leon?"

"I…I don't really know the details, fully," he said looking away. It wasn't a lie. He had no idea about what Wesker's plans were or even who he worked for. "Piers lost most of his memories when I found him. But he seems to have some vague recollection of being around Wesker." He walked over to the counter grabbing up the car keys. "I'm heading out for a bit. Can you keep an eye on Piers for me?"

"Chris!"

"I'm going to see our parents," he said heading to the door. He stopped, glancing back at her giving a soft smile. "I'm counting on you to keep him safe while I'm gone." She stared up at him before she sighed and shook her head at him.

"There's no getting you to listen is there?" She said, her eyes saddening slightly. "Just make sure you come back alive with Leon, ok?"

"Sure thing," he said opening the door. "If anyone from BSAA calls, tell them I'll get back with them tomorrow." He left out to her reassured "ok" before he was heading for Leon's car, the keys and his photo album in hand. He had no intention of coming back here tonight. He had a feeling that finding the clue at the gravesite would help lead him on the right path to finding Wesker. In this way, he could face Wesker without putting Piers in danger. There was plenty of BSAA gear hidden around the small car to last him through this mission. Backing out of the driveway, he made his way down the road and out to the main part of the city on his route to the Raccoon City Graveyard. To where his parents were buried. To where Wesker was supposed to be buried.

TBC….