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Authors Note: I wasn't going to update this until tomorrow, but I went to a local convention (CCEE yay!) and I cosplayed as Jill Valentine from RE1 and had a blast- except my friends began to get annoyed when I constantly passed them my bags when someone wanted a photo! Although I had fun when people would walk by and mutter 'Staaaaaaars'. It also helps some official RE movie costumes were there, including Nemesis! Anyways, I digress. I am posting this today in order to move the story along one step further, because... well, you'll see why the story is going to get more intense from here on out! I shant tell you why though, you'll just have to read until the end!

Chapter 13

Although our intellect always longs for clarity and certainty, our nature often finds uncertainty fascinating. ~Karl Von Clausewitz~

Jill Valentine.

A pretty name for a pretty girl- or at least that's what Chris thought. The rest of the STARS team seemed to agree though, with Forest already planning out the best way to woo the young woman in what he hoped would be a display of bravery and might in the next mission Bravo and Alpha team had together. So far though, Bravo and Alpha team hadn't had any missions together in the week Jill had joined, making the divide they tried to ignore between the two teams even more noticeable. But that was just the beginning...

When Jill joined Alpha team, Wesker later informed them of three new members who had joined Bravo team- Joseph Frost, Kenneth Sullivan, and Richard Aiken. A few eyebrows were raised in the Alpha team office when they were told of the new members, and one question was asked.

"Why do they have so many more members now?" Barry asked after a short moment of silence. Jill stood awkwardly beside Wesker, eyes scanning the room before landing on Chris, who had all of his attention on Wesker.

Wesker actually hesitated with his answer for a split second before replying, voice low. "Well, Alpha team requires… more skilled men and women. When interviewing new possibilities, Ms. Valentine was the only one who was suited for the demands Alpha team must meet on a regular basis."

"So you're saying Bravo team isn't as good as us?" Brad asked, leaning forward on his desk.

"In simple terms, yes, I am saying that. But I will ask of all of you not to discuss that with anyone in Bravo team… is that understood?"

All of them nodded, but not without a bad feeling in all of their guts.

"They're really great guys… well at least the older guys. I haven't really had the time to talk to the new ones," Chris said, scratching the back of his head as he and Jill ventured down the hallway towards the snack machines.

Chris had been asked by Jill if he could show her around the RPD on a day when they had relatively little work to go through, but the only time they could work that into their schedules was after hours.

The past week had been incredibly busy for Chris and the rest of Alpha team, but it was especially busy for the newest member- Jill. She hadn't really been given time to settle in, what with Wesker giving the young woman her first mission only moments after she had unpacked the last item from her small cardboard box. She had been thrown strait into the proverbial lions' den.

It was an undercover mission, one that required Jill to visit a coffee house every night for the past week in hopes of having her be accepted into the group who ventured there as well. They called themselves 'The Antidisestablishmentarianism Punks'- or TAP for short. They had issues with 'the man', as Jill put it, and had on numerous occasions plotted against the government in Raccoon City and Umbrella, demanding a separation of government from big named cooperations like Umbrella (hence the term Antidisestablishmentarianism). Word on the underground street was they were recruiting new members to join and help with one of their 'biggest shows yet', which made everyone who was anyone in a high position in Raccoon incredibly nervous.

STARS had offered (or more like they were told) to go in and see if they could infiltrate TAP, and with new members who hadn't yet had the media spotlight shone on them, this was entirely possible.

So, for the past week Jill went to the coffee house dressed in hemp made sweaters and loose peasant skirts in an attempt to be invited in as one of the new recruits. From there, an entire bust could be made on the organization when the right amount of evidence against them could be collected, making STARS the heroes of the city once more.

Truth be told though, Chris was nervous about the entire thing. Jill had only just started, and although he didn't know her well yet, he still worried about her safety and ability. But Chris was always told not to judge someone by appearances, and although Jill was petite in build and soft in both speech and manners, he knew that there was a valid reason as to why Wesker had included her in Alpha team.

Besides, Chris felt a sort of connection with Jill already, like there would be a real friendship built between the two. A few months ago he probably would have already asked her out, but under the circumstances a friendship between the two would be more fruitful for the both of them- no need to add another pretty face to the mix in his already complicated love life. This, of course, didn't stop him from playfully flirting with the girl though.

"I only had the chance to speak to them briefly, but they seemed nice," Jill replied, brushing back a lock of brown hair from her eyes. "Not that that says anything about their abilities, of course."

"Guess we'll wait and see… still, I wish I could talk to them, you know? Things have just been so busy that it's hard to even go take a bathroom break. Whenever I go I'm almost expecting to find six new cases sitting on my desk when I return."

"Is it always this busy?" Jill asked as they passed the snack machines with Chris waving in its general direction, quickly noting that should she ever feel the need for some condensed sugar in chocolate bar form, this was the place to go.

"It didn't used to be this busy. When we first formed we had no cases for weeks, but then we had one case that blew open the door for the rest of them- although I'm always surprised by this seeing as how that first mission ended in Captain Wesker being shot." Rolling his eyes while he said Wesker's name, Chris shoved his hands in his pockets and frowned slightly.

He hadn't had time to say more than five words to Wesker over the course of the week, unable to find the time in both of their busy schedules to confront him like he had planned on Monday. Besides, Wesker was constantly out of the office, his paperwork even being neglected in favour of attending meetings and press conferences that the RPD and Umbrella insisted he take part in. Chris didn't understand why Wesker got so strange when issues of Umbrella arose. He knew that the company was incredibly important to both the RPD and the city, and that the cases regarding Umbrella were top priority, but Wesker seemed increasingly agitated by the new anti-Umbrella cases that were occurring, and in turn he began to take it out on the team.

The other day Wesker had actually threatened bodily harm upon Brad, something they had all joked about happening but never actually believed would occur. Wesker usually reigned himself in, walking away from situations he believed would cause him to lose it. But when Brad ended up tripping over a cable that unplugged the important police radio device in the back of the room, Wesker lost it completely. He spent five minutes yelling at Brad for his incompetence and then proceeded to yell at the rest of the team, who was standing in the room doing 'nothing' at all when they could be out, as Wesker put it, 'saving idiotic people's lives'.

After that, all of the members, including Bravo team, avoided Wesker as much as possible in fear of incurring his wrath yet again. That still hadn't deterred Chris from his plan to confront the man when he had the chance though.

"I heard about that after I joined… sounded pretty serious," Jill said absentmindedly while looking around a corner as they went a different direction, trying to remember where that specific hallway went.

"It was just a graze, he's fine," Chris said quickly, wanting to change the subject. "So, here we are back in the main lobby of the station."

Walking over to the large statue, Jill looked up at the figure before inspecting a circular hole at the base. "Not that I mind, but why are there so many statues and paintings around here?"

"Dunno, Chief Irons apparently loves his artwork. The other day Mindy told me he recently acquired a real stuffed tiger."

"That's a little disgusting…" Jill mumbled, looking away from the strange hole and back at Chris. "Who's Mindy?"

"Oh, she's the Chief's secretary. You'll see her around sometimes, I'm sure," Chris said, smiling slightly as he thought about Mindy's new haircut that was meant to, as she put, attract a man as good-looking as Chris.

"Nice grin," Jill said, a playful smile on her lips. "I'm assuming she's your girlfriend?"

It was hard to get anything past a trained eye.

"Used to be… we broke up a week ago, actually. But, you know, it was more a friendship thing. We liked each other and all that, but some things came up…" Shrugging, Chris looked away for a second before loosely wrapping an arm around Jill's shoulder to steer her towards another set of double doors.

"How about we go to the public library and you can tell me all about yourself?" Chris said, letting go of Jill's shoulder once she was going in the right direction.

"I'm not that interesting, I swear."

"Oh come on now, you've got to have something really cool about yourself that you'd like to share," Chris said, walking down one of the many hallways in the RPD.

"I know how to unlock a door in record time with only a hair clip," Jill said, causing Chris to stop dead in his tracks.

"Really?"

Turning around, Jill stopped and looked at Chris who had an excited look on his face, almost like a child who was told they could open one gift under the Christmas tree early.

"Yeah, why are you so excited about this?" Jill asked, watching Chris take a few steps towards her.

"Because you can get into the mystery drawer, that's why!" Chris explained, turning around to head back to the STARS office. "Come on, no time to waste."

**XX**

"You know, you really shouldn't sully her clean record so soon, Chris," Forest stated, trying to be the voice of reason in the current situation. Leaning against the top of Wesker's desk, Forest gazed down at Jill and Chris, who were currently huddled around the bottom drawer of their Captain's desk.

"I'm not sullying her record, Forest. I'm simple solving a mystery here with her help," Chris grumbled out, glaring up at Forest while Jill twirled a hair clip between her fingers.

"Are you sure you really want me to open this?" Jill asked, making Chris and Forest bring their attention back to her. "I mean… if he catches us, all the blame is being put on you. We're not watching out for your ass."

Forest let out a bark of laughter and nodded his head. "Damn strait we won't- and by the way, Jill, have I told you how much I like you?"

Chris rolled his eyes and moved his hand up to push Forest's face away as Jill began to work on the locked drawer.

"What's so important about this drawer anyways?" Forest asked as Jill continued to work on the lock, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Wesker never opens it when any of us are in the room, but I once walked in as he was closing it and he looked mighty irritated at me when I did. So he's got to have something really important locked away in here and I need to satisfy my curiosity, hence the opening of the drawer."

"Anyone ever told you curiosity killed the cat?"

The temperature in the room went down considerably, all three of them freezing as the slow British drawl carried to their ears. Slowly, Jill retracted her hand from the bottom drawer and stood up while Forest pushed himself off of the desk, turning around as well.

Chris stayed slouched down by the drawer, refusing to stand up, afraid of what he most likely would see.

"Christopher… would you please stand up?" Wesker said in a tone that could kill. Standing up slowly, Chris stepped back a few meters in an attempt to keep a safe distance from his Captain.

Wesker was standing near the door to the office, arms crossed over his chest, eyebrows narrowed together as his jaw clenched and unclenched. Chris figured that even the presence of Jill and Forest wouldn't prevent him from killing him in cold blood right there.

"Come with me."

Swallowing the spit that had collected in his mouth, Chris nodded and silently followed his Captain out of the room with Jill and Forest looking on in complete shock. Jill looked distinctly pale, and Forest just stood there with his mouth hanging open, doing his best impersonation of a fish.

"Never thought I would see a guy walk to his death…" Chris heard Forest mumble just before the door was closed.

The RPD was eerily silent as Chris walked behind Wesker, mind blank as he watched the checker pattern floor pass by under his feet. The only real word that made any sense in Chris' head was 'fuck', and he repeated that word hundreds of times before they reached their final destination.

Chris hadn't even noticed that they were headed to the roof until Wesker had thrown open the old metal door, a large screech accompanying the action. Stepping through the door after Wesker, Chris closed it behind him before looking up from the handle to see Wesker leaning against the metal railing.

Looking out at the city, Wesker was silent for a while before he spoke up, making Chris' chest tighten with apprehension.

"I knew that you were rebellious, Christopher… I knew that and yet I still trusted you, despite your defiant behaviour. Never had I thought you would betray me enough to try and pick your way into something you knew was locked for a reason. Never did I think…"

His voice was calm and quiet, and that made things even worse for Chris. He could handle the menacing and malicious tones mixed with angry and venomous words, but he didn't know what to do when Wesker sounded so… tired and disappointed.

"I… I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking," Chris said, stepping forward a little to stand behind Wesker. He was close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off of the man, but kept far enough back that he wasn't touching him.

"Clearly you weren't," Wesker mumbled. "It seems you rarely think before you jump ahead and strait into action."

"Yeah, I tend to not think about a lot of things too deeply. I'm sorry though… really sorry. I just thought it would be funny, I didn't actually… well, you know, I didn't think about how you probably had it locked for a reason. I… I'm sorry." Chris figured no matter how many times he said he was sorry, Wesker would still be angry.

"You just had to drag Jill into this as well." Shaking his head, Wesker continued to stare off across the city, tension radiating off of him. "I hate having to scold you like you are some small child, Christopher."

"I know…"

Watching Wesker carefully, Chris stayed silent before speaking once again- hesitantly this time. "A-are you okay? You seem… more stressed than usual."

"Your little breaking and entering act helped very little… but yes, I am stressed at the moment. I had to meet the man who shot me, and it was not an enjoyable experience by far."

"Did you want to—"

"No, I would not like to talk about it... I would just like to relieve some stress."

Turning around slowly, Wesker looked at Chris carefully, his entire stance still stiff and guarded as Chris looked back. Shivering not completely from the cold autumn air, Chris watched Wesker remove his sunglasses so he could see the desire mixed with anger lingering in his eyes.

"I suggest that you do what I think you're going to do quickly before I dwell on this entire breaking and entering situation any more. I can almost guarantee that this is your last chance before I go through with my original plan to snap your neck."

Chris didn't need a written invitation and moved forward, roughly pulling Wesker the rest of the way to engage him in a searing kiss. Social norms and expectations be damned, Chris wanted Wesker.

The kiss was awkward and rough, both of them trying to dominate each other. Teeth clashed, tongues twisted together, while hands roughly grabbed and pulled. There was nothing soft or intimate about the display- it was simply a show of power and lust, an all consuming need overcoming both of the men. Chris could practically taste the still present anger, and tried to soothe the man with a quick swipe of his tongue along the top of Wesker's mouth.

A small puff of air was Chris' reward before Wesker forcefully pushed his tongue into Chris' mouth, completing the battle for dominance. Pressing himself flush against Wesker, Chris let the blonde man's tongue dance expertly across his own before sliding across his bottom lip- a flashback to last week's kiss.

But this time Chris was the one to gently bite Wesker's bottom lip, moaning softly as Wesker caught his upper lip in a kiss.

"You're not going to run away now, are you?" Wesker asked as they both opened their eyes, warm breath sliding over Chris' lips.

"No, I was going to tell you how much I wanted you the other day, but you refused to get off your high horse and let me," Chris mumbled, moving forward to kiss Wesker forcefully yet again. Chris had made his decision long ago, even before he fully knew he had.

He was done caring what anyone else thought, done worrying about the future and what it might entail. He wanted to just let go for once and not fret about what could happen and how it would affect other people. He knew that he wouldn't be able to talk about this affair with anyone other than Mindy though. Wesker was still his boss, and although Chris was now comfortable with the idea of two men together, he knew that the majority of people weren't.

And so it would be a secret affair between the two men- one that only they would know and enjoy. The idea both excited and terrified Chris, but that didn't stop him from continuing forward with his plan.

Pulling away yet again, Chris let go of his tight hold on Wesker's shoulder, the fabric on his shirt staying crumpled and ruffled as Chris' hand slid downwards to the small of Wesker's back. Pushing forward, Chris moved his groin against Wesker's, feeling a growing hardness press against his own.

"Take me back to your place tonight..." he whispered.

Oooooh, snap! You guys should all know what the next chapter is about! I will all let you in on a little secret about the next chapter... it involves sex. Lots of sex. Like.. pages of sex to make up for the lack of sex in all the other ones. That's right, all that waiting will soon pay off (I hope!). But, sadly, you're going to have to wait another week or so until you get the sex that I PROMISE you all! But I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though I'm sure a few were worried about how Jill was going to affect everything- turns out she's done Chris and Wesker a favour! Also, thanks (once again) for the reviews/favorites/watches! As I always say, you guys are amazing!