**Alright kids, I have to tell you this nice little story...I've had this chapter written for over 3 months, but apparently I forgot to post it :3 I was re-reading the story so I could continue it without dropping any details, and got pissed off since the next part wasn't there!

And I'm sorry, I really am! (not that much, though).

So here it is, the big change I know will piss people off ^_^ And for some reason that makes me happy! Yay, anger! Enjoy! (or don't) **

Leon walked out of the building, stretching his back. He looked up at the stars in the sky and sighed. Wow, time sure flew by, he thought. He smiled and walked towards the others.

Rebecca, Barry, and Chris had fallen asleep. Jill seemed to be the only one keeping watch, sitting a bit further from the other three. He walked over and sat down next to her. "You got guard-duty, huh?" he asked.

Jill looked over to him, then back to the others. "Apparently," she said. She looked back to him. "That was one long argument, it's already been..." she checked her watch, and gasped, "three hours! Jesus, it must've been one hell of a talk!" she said.

Leon shrugged, looking away. "Didn't realize how fast the time passed," he said.

"So how did it go? Is everything good between you two?" Jill asked, hoping she wasn't too intrusive.

He smiled. "You could say that," he said.

Jill raised a brow, turning to face him. "I guess she didn't yell all that much, since you seem to be quite the smiley guy. Where is Claire, anyways? Did you...kill her?" she asked, grinning.

"I hope not," he said. "She wanted to come back outside but looked exhausted. She used my jacket as a blanket, and the next thing I knew, she was asleep."

"She was exhausted from talking? I know she's been sick and through a lot, but I highly doubt simply talking would make her that tired..." Jill said, eyeing him suspiciously.

Leon looked away, unable to hold back a smile. "Believe it or not, I don't care. Point being is she's asleep, and it's getting cold so maybe we should wake the others and move the party inside? You know, to have everyone together?" he suggested. He noticed Jill was staring at his neck, and it worried him. "What?" he asked.

"Your shirt's inside out..." she said.

Leon looked down and grinned, seeing the small tag hanging out the front of his t-shirt. He quickly pulled his shirt off, flipped it, and sighed. "Yeah, I'm a lazy dresser, and I guess nobody noticed since I had a jacket on," he said.

"You're hiding something, aren't you?" asked Jill suspiciously. She glanced over to the building. "And what is that smell?" she asked.

Leon shifted on the step, still grinning. "I don't smell anything," he said, "I think I'll go back inside and bring Claire another jacket, in case she's cold."

Jill stood up quickly, looking down at him. "No..." she said.

"What?" Leon asked, trying his best not to smile.

"You didn't..." she said.

"Seriously, I'll need full sentences here," he said, smiling.

Jill crouched down to look at him eye-to-eye. "Leon, how long did you two talk for?" she asked.

"Three hours," he said.

"Bullshit! Tell me the truth!" she said, sitting down again. "Did you two..."

Leon took in a deep breath, and smiled again. "Talk for hours? Yes, we did," he said.

Jill shook her head and stood up once again. "Fine, let me go wake Chris up and I'll tell him everything to see what he thinks," she said. She took a step away, but Leon grabbed her ankle.

"Please don't!" he said. She looked down at him and folded her arms, grinning. "You caught me, okay?"

"See, that wasn't so hard? You can tell me these things you know," she said, sitting down again.

"Sorry, just please don't tell Chris," he said, looking down. "He'd kill me if he found out I slept with his sister," he said.

Jill stared at him blankly, unable to form words. He noticed, and blinked in confusion. "What?" he asked.

"You...slept together? I thought you guys just made out or something! Holy shit!" she said, once again standing up.

Leon smacked his hand over his face. "...I'm so dead," he said.

"Why? What happened?" Chris appeared next to them, causing them both to jump.

Leon quickly stood up and took a step back. "...Tired; I'm so dead tired," he said, faking a yawn. "Think I'll call it a night," he glanced at Jill, and nearly ran towards the rest of the group.

Chris looked back to Jill. "Man, Leon's so jumpy tonight. I hope Claire didn't yell at him too much in there," he said. "What's wrong? You look like you're in shock."

"Just a chill; it'll pass. I was just thinking of a plot for a great horror novel," she said.

"What is it?" he asked.

Jill looked at him and smiled. "You'll see," she said. She got up and walked over to where the others were, leaving the confused Chris with guard-duty.

Claire felt someone shaking her, and mumbled "go away."

"Come on, rise and shine!"

She opened her eyes and saw Barry crouched next to her, shaking her shoulder. "I said go away," she said, laughing and rolling to her side with her back facing him.

"Persistent," said Barry, "but I'm afraid it's morning, which means time to go."

"Too tired," she said.

Barry sighed, picking up her t-shirt and jacket off the floor and throwing them over her head. "Get dressed now, or we're leaving you here."

Claire's eyes opened wide. Get dressed? As in, put on clothes? Was she NOT wearing her clothes? She quickly passed her foot along her leg, relieved to know she had jeans on. She turned, pulling the jacket off her head, and looked at Barry. "I am dressed," she said.

"Yeah, with jeans and a tank-top, you'll be sure to catch a cold," he said.

Claire sat up and looked down. She'd put MOST of her clothes on, but hadn't even thought about the t-shirt. She reached over and grabbed her boots, slipping them on and tying the laces with a sigh. "Am I the last one up?" she asked.

Barry looked to the doors. "Unfortunately, yes," he said.

Claire finished putting on her boots and stood up, picking up her shirt and jacket. She heard yelling and looked at the door as well, then back to Barry. "What's going on?" she asked.

"I think Chris is about to hit Leon again," said Barry.

Claire gasped and ran for the door, putting on the t-shirt as she ran. She got outside and finished pulling it over her head, then looked ahead. Chris was standing in front of Leon, yelling.

"Well maybe you should've thought a bit before doing it!" he said.

Leon didn't move. "Look, I'm really sorry, but nobody got hurt! It just...happened!" he said.

"I know it did, but you could've prevented it!" said Chris.

"Leave him alone, Chris!" said Claire, running over and standing between the two of them. "It wasn't his fault!" she said.

Jill froze when Claire showed up. "Claire, maybe you shouldn't..."

Chris glared at her. "Step aside, Claire, I'm not mad at you...even though you could've done something about it, too." He said.

Claire took in a deep breath, and looked at Chris seriously. "Look, I'm twenty now, okay? I think I'm old enough to sleep with whoever the hell I want!" she said.

"Wha...?" Chris started, staring at her blankly.

Claire blinked, and turned around to look at Leon. He was looking at her wide-eyed, fear showing all over his face. She noticed everyone was looking at her, and shut her eyes. "You SO weren't talking about that, were you..." she said. She could hear Chris' breathing accelerate, and turned around just as he was taking a step forward.

"You did WHAT!" he yelled.

Claire held her arms up, making sure she was standing in front of Leon. "Now, hang on a second," she said.

"SHUT UP! How...why! What the hell did you do?" Chris yelled again, walking towards Leon with a mixture of anger and betrayal causing his voice to crack.

Leon stepped back, watching in horror as Claire's arm seemed to be the only thing saving him from a very painful death. "Chris, you're overreacting," she said. She instantly regretted saying that, since he seemed to be forming tight fists with his hands. His knuckles were even turning white.

"Hey, maybe you should go inside before you attract unwanted attention," said Jill.

"Not now," Chris said. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath. "I don't even know where to start."

Barry nudged Rebecca on the arm, and she looked at him with an instant nod. They went inside the building, finding it best to stay out of it. Jill, however, thought it would be safer to play the cop in case things got out of hand.

Claire sighed. "First off, you don't really have anything to-"

Chris turned away before she even finished. "I can't even look at you right now," he said. He started down the stairs, away from the building.

Claire blinked and ran down the stairs after him. "Hang on!" she said.

"No," he glanced back, and she could tell he wasn't joking around. "Don't talk to me."

"But..."

Chris turned again and walked away. Claire stood on the bottom step, watching him go. "Chris..." she said, sighing. A hand patted her on the shoulder, and she looked down.

"I'll talk to him," said Jill.

"It won't help...I've never seen him so upset," she said.

Jill stepped in front of her and smiled. "Look, your brother and I have been through a lot, and I've learned one important thing about him throughout the years...he loves you WAY too much, so there's no way he'll be able to stay away too long," she said.

Claire looked over her shoulder in shock. Jill blinked and turned around, seeing Chris running back towards them. She took a step forward and grinned. "See?" she said.

"Move!" yelled Chris.

"What'd he say?" Jill asked, turning to look at Claire. She saw a crimson-head zombie running towards Claire, and quickly pulled her gun out. "Get down!" she yelled.

Claire didn't think, and simply ducked down. Jill fired a round right between the zombie's eyes, and looked around to see them gathering all around. "Shit," she said.

At the sound of the shot, Barry and Rebecca had run back out of the building, guns in hand. Leon ran to them for cover, since he no longer had a gun.

Chris turned and fired several rounds at the horde of zombies that had been running after him. He took most of them out, but a more persistent one ran up the first set of stairs and lunged at him. He waited until the last second before jumping to the side and kicking it in the back. The zombie fell to the pavement, and Chris stomped his boot down on the back of its head. He brought the gun back up and shot one of the zombies that was running up behind Jill then quickly turned to finish off the last few of the horde.

Jill heard the zombie fall behind her, and started shooting the ones that were surrounding them. It only took a few minutes before they were all down for the count. She looked around once more then glanced over to Chris. "Are you okay?" she asked.

Chris looked up, and sighed as he put his gun away. "Yeah...I saw them running and turned around right away. You guys good?" he asked. Jill and Claire nodded. Chris looked up to Barry and Rebecca, who put their guns away and nodded as well. He saw Leon standing behind them, and quickly turned his attention back to Jill. "We should move," he said.

Claire stepped forward nervously. "Chris, can we talk?" she asked.

Chris turned around and started down the stairs, but stopped and took in a deep breath. He could tell by her tone that she was on the verge of tears, and he'd promised himself years ago that he'd never be the cause of that. He sighed and turned around to face her again. "Inside," he said, heading back up the stairs towards the building.

Claire watched him walk right by her and head inside, sighed, and turned to Jill. "Think I'll live?" she asked.

Jill grinned. "If you're not back in an hour, we'll send backup," she said.

"Thanks..." Claire said, walking towards the building.

"And Claire, if he starts turning green, run! We don't want another Doctor Banner incident in there," said Jill.

Claire disappeared through the doors, and Barry walked over to Jill. "You know what I like about you?" he asked, smiling.

Jill smiled back. "Everything?" she said.

Barry laughed. "Well yeah, but I mostly like how you know when jokes are appropriate or not," he said.

"What are you saying?" Jill asked.

"This is a pretty serious thing, and you're still going around cracking jokes," he said.