A dog barked and Jill Valentine found herself jumping and spinning around, arms brought up in a defensive position. Her arms stopped shaking when she realized it was only a jogger sprinting alongside her dog. Ever since the Spencer Estate nothing had been normal for Jill. Every time she heard a dog bark she thought of the Cerberuses that killed Joseph and chased them to the mansion. She hadn't been sleeping well either, every noise she heard in her apartment made her jump and grab her gun, and every single time she'd finally fallen into a good sleep an image of a zombified researcher would enter her mind. The worst of these was when she saw Wesker, taunting her. That bastard was dead; Jill had seen his body in the power room where those monkey-like creatures lurked.

Nothing had been right for any of the S.T.A.R.S since. With Wesker gone, Barry had become Captain of the Alpha team and Rebecca, the last surviving Bravo, had been promoted to Alpha rank. That was where their good luck ended. There was no proof of any of their outlandish claims and the S.T.A.R.S were ridiculed in the paper – allegations of excessive alcohol consumption and drug use, use of extreme force when unwarranted, bribes, every nasty thing the press could think of was game. Even that son-of-a-bitch Chief Irons wouldn't back them up.

Only two days after the incident Brad Vickers packed his bags and left town, no one even knew where he went. Barry, fearing the worst from Umbrella after their secret was discovered, sent his wife and two daughters out of the state to stay with relatives, but Chris seemed to be having it the worst. The man didn't eat, didn't sleep, his every waking minute was spent looking into Umbrella. His walls were plastered with newspaper clippings, his apartment a total mess. Jill had seen him three days ago and he looked like shit; his hair unkempt, his face and neck full of thick stubble, he smelled as though he hadn't showered in several days; Chris was falling apart.

The only reason Jill had even bothered to leave her apartment was the phone call she received earlier. Rebecca had called her, frantically ranting about something. The girl was only eighteen and had experienced more than any normal person would their entire life. She was nearly crying, pleading with Jill to come over so she wouldn't have to be alone in her studio apartment. As Jill walked the sidewalk that led to Rebecca's building she looked down, noticing her attire: black and red sneakers, a pair of jeans she'd picked up off the floor, and a plain black tee shirt. The first thing she had grabbed was her white S.T.A.R.S shirt but realized that was a bad idea, she didn't need to broadcast to the city of Raccoon that she was a member of the binge drinking, drug shooting, goof-up squad.

"Rebecca, it's me."

Jill spoke in a soft voice as she lightly rapped on the door. She listened to the sound of locks being undone, at least five different clicking sounds were heard and the thick apartment door finally opened. Rebecca stood in front of Jill in about the same shape as the rest of the S.T.A.R.S. Her boy-cut hair was at least combed but she wore no make-up, and her attire was a blue Goo Goo Dolls shirt and a pair of pajama shorts. Her eyes were red and moist, Jill could tell she had been crying.

"Hi Jill…."

Her voice sounded so shrill it almost seemed to be a child's voice. Who was Jill kidding? Rebecca WAS a child. She may have been legal and a member of an official Police Unit, but she was a baby. Most people are age were just out of High School. Jill stepped into the small apartment and looked around. Dishes were stacked in the sink and by the amount of cans on the cabinet and in the trash she could tell Rebecca had been living off instant things for the past month. The pillow and comforter on the couch showed Rebecca had been sleeping in the living room since then too.

"It's good to see your face again, Becca. I'm glad to see you're holding up."

It was the only thing she could think to say to the young woman. She smiled and stepped closer and noticed Rebecca took a quick step backwards. The look of confusion must have been more apparent than she though. Rebecca looked down at her feet and sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry Jill. Ever since the mansion, everything has been different. Everywhere I look I see one of my team members or one of those zombies….and sometimes I see Wesker….His gun pointing at me….and he pulls the trigger!"

She was starting to break down. Her voice crackled and she started to cry again. Wesker tried to kill her and he would have succeeded if her vest hadn't of been bullet-proof. Doing the only thing she could think of, Jill pulled the smaller woman into an embrace and held her. Rebecca wrapped her arms around Jill and just sobbed into her shoulder. It was the whole reason she had called Jill in the first place; she had things to get off her chest and she needed two things: a person who had been there and would understand, and a woman she could relate to.

As Jill held her, Rebecca found the comfort she needed. Another person was here now and she was glad it was Jill. While Barry and Chris were throwing themselves headlong into investigations and planned assaults on Europe, Jill and she were the only ones just trying to recover and live their lives like they had before that July night. Jill's hair was still a little damp from the shower she took before leaving her apartment and she smelled faintly of Jasmine; all of it was good to Rebecca.

She had a few boyfriends, but nothing ever serious. She was only a teenager in college and off-limits to the men there. The only men she had ever had relationships with were ones she met outside college, and that was few and far between. The thought had never even crossed her mind about being attracted to women, but she found herself deeply interested in Jill. She finally pulled away and looked up at Jill, smiling. It was the first time she had done so since the mansion.

"What?"

She looked at Jill as the older Alpha questioned her and just shook her head. Now was the time to act. She wanted to throw herself onto Jill, but she didn't want to seem desperate or scare Jill off. She swallowed hard and looked Jill right in the eye.

"I want to ask you something……Have you ever….been with a woman before?"

Jill's eyebrows arched. That was something she had not been asked before. She looked at Rebecca for a long moment, as if thinking. As she thought Rebecca began to feel about two inches tall. She shouldn't have asked and she was kicking herself for it now.

"Yes."

"What!" The reply startled her she wasn't expecting Jill to give that answer.

"I said, yes. When I was in college I experimented a little. Men are rough and rugged, but other women…are soft. It's different."

Rebecca nodded and let that information sink in. So, Jill was interested in women after all; what a relief. She glanced down at the carpeted floor and then back up to Jill. Without a hesitation she leaned forward and kissed her. Jill let out a muffled cry of surprise and then began to kiss her back. She placed her hands on Rebecca's hips and turned her head sideways, kissing the newest Alpha. Jill leaned forward when she felt Rebecca's hands on her ass. The grip was a little rough and inexperienced, but it was still nice. As they continued to kiss Jill felt Rebecca's hands move to the front and unfasten her jeans. She pulled away from the kiss and looked down to her.

"What are you doing?"

Rebecca looked back up, seeming a little hurt. She fumbled with her words and Jill just shook her head. Both of them needed this, so what did it matter? She lifted her shirt and slid it off and Rebecca realized then that Jill wasn't wearing a bra. She took in the luxurious view of Jill's bust and smiled. She watched as Jill slid her jeans off. Her panties were pink and cut thin, not leaving too much to the imagination. She watched as Jill pulled her band shirt off and exposed the slim upper body and white bra underneath. She then pushed Rebecca down onto the floor and straddled her, going back to kissing her.

She reached up and cupped a hand over each of Jill's breasts and lightly kneaded the soft flesh. Her grip was better than the one she used on Jill's ass; because she was a woman and knew not to be rough with the tender breasts. Rebecca pushed Jill away from kissing her and put her mouth over one of her breasts, tracing her tongue along the skin and cupping her lips around the nipple which only made it grow stiff in her mouth. Jill gasped and closed her eyes, taking in the tingling sensation and the new feeling between her legs. As Rebecca alternated to the other one Jill reached down, groping the girl's crotch through her thin pajama shorts. Rebecca jumped and gasped and Jill could feel the moistness there.

Without a word Jill tugged the shorts down and saw the white panties with the dark spot in them. She watched Rebecca remove her bra and then pushed her back down again. Before Rebecca could say anything she felt Jill's mouth pressed against her, her tongue pushing into the cotton material which made it brush against her. She inhaled sharply and moaned, shifting her hips slightly. She wasn't a virgin, but Jill was only the second person she had been with and the first woman for that matter too, so a lot of things were still new to her. She watched as Jill tugged her cotton underwear down and slipped them off, leaving her full nude. With a smile, Jill pushed her legs apart and leaned in, placing soft kisses all along her thighs, each one making her sigh and each one getting closer to her opening.

When she felt the first flick of Jill's tongue over her womanhood she nearly sat upright with the sudden rush of pleasure. It was obvious Jill knew this as she did it again, and then again, each time flicking tongue up and down over Rebecca's opening. Jill started a pattern; her tongue flicked up and down and then left to right. She listened as Rebecca let out little sighs and moans and then she acted further. She pushed her tongue past the small pieces of skin and slipped it inside.

"Ahhh!"

It was working. Rebecca lifted her hips off the floor and cried out. With her tongue still inside Jill began to work it around. When Rebecca screamed she knew she had found "it." Jill kept on; working her tongue over Rebecca's spot and reached up, tracing her smooth hands over the girl's stomach. When Rebecca began to moan louder and Jill could feel her tightening, she continued. With one loud scream Jill felt Rebecca's entire body tighten as juices splashed against her face. She pulled away, smiling down at the young girl who was gasping for air. Rebecca looked up and saw Jill smiling and then saw the glisten on the bottom part of her face. She spoke through her heavy breathing.

"Hehe….sorry about that…."

"It's okay."

Jill said with a smile. Rebecca sat up and ran her hands through her short hair, still gasping for breath. She saw the look in Jill's eyes and the massive damp spot in the front of her compatriot's panties. She knew what she wanted to do. As she reached forward she watched Jill sit back and remove the dampened underwear. Just as Rebecca was about to touch her, she grabbed her hand and looked her in the eye.

"Not so fast."

With a little confusion she looked at Jill and saw the mischievous smile there. Jill spun the girl around and pushed her forward. Rebecca landed on her stomach and felt Jill grip her hair, pulling her up. She found herself in a position on all fours with Jill behind her. As she opened her mouth to question what was going on, she felt a stinging smack fall across her ass. It hurt, but not much and she found herself jumping forward. Jill spanked her again and Rebecca looked back, and saw Jill rubbing her hand over herself. Valentine narrowed her eyes and smacked her rear again, leaving another pink handprint behind. Rebecca jumped and whimpered, and Jill did it again. She could hear Jill's sultry voice in her ears.

"Tell me you want me, Rebecca."

"I want you. God, I want you, Jill."

Another stinging smack followed this one a little harder and it actually hurt. She gasped and jumped forward. Jill's game had started out fun, but that actually caused some pain. She heard Jill yell. Jill did have a slight penchant for the "Dom and Sub" thing, though she wasn't a full on whips and chains girl either.

"SAY IT LOUDER!"

"JILL! I WANT YOU!"

"Come have me, then."

When Rebecca turned around she noticed Jill had moved to the couch and was sitting there, legs spread and waiting. Rebecca crawled forward on her hands and knees and stopped in front of the couch. She needed no instructions. She leaned forward and began kissing Jill's area. The older Alpha gripped Rebecca's hair and pulled her closer. Rebecca flicked her tongue around rapidly and found Jill's clit, wanting. She flicked her tongue over it and heard a deep inhale. She kept working it and Jill slid down a little off the couch.

As Jill did so, Rebecca tried something. She slipped one of her fingers inside and moved it around a little. Jill moaned and ground her hips accordingly. She slipped the now wet finger out and pushed it between Jill's cheeks. Jill opened her eyes, feeling Rebecca's lubricated finger against her tight hole. She had experienced anal sex with a boyfriend before but never liked it; yet somehow Rebecca's finger felt stimulating. She leaned back on the couch and lifted her legs to give Ms Chambers more room. As the finger slipped in Jill gasped and then took in the new feeling, letting her body adjust.

Realizing she had a good thing going, Rebecca went back to licking Jill. As she worked the older woman with her tongue she began to move her finger in and out. It got easier every time as Jill's body adjusted. Just like she had before, Jill was now panting heavily and grinding her body.

"I'm gonna cum!"

Those words were music to Rebecca's ears. It only encouraged her to work faster; tongue pushing in and out as her single finger thrusted into Jill's tighter entrance. A groan that sounded almost animalistic escaped Jill's lips and she grinded herself against Rebecca even more now. Her body went stiff.

"Oh god! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Rebecca watched as Jill came. Jill's female juices sprayed on her hand and her ass tightened stiffly around the finger still there. As Jill's body loosened after the tense orgasm Rebecca pulled away and then moved to sit on the couch beside her. Jill leaned over and kissed Rebecca heavily. As the two gasped for air they shared a smile. Both had enjoyed it and already thoughts of when they could see each other again were going through their minds.

Rebecca had ventured off to find a shower while Jill got dressed. As Ms Valentine zipped her jeans back up she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and smiled at Rebecca who was now wearing khakis and a white tee shirt; honestly, a look that made her seem even more tomboyish.

"Do you want to go get something to eat?" Rebecca asked and Jill nodded at the question.

"Sure. Do you like Italian?"

Rebecca nodded and Jill smiled. She knew a great place a few blocks away. Her appetite had finally returned and the thought of a big slice of Lasagna sounded really good right now. As Rebecca grew closer Jill reached out and pulled her into a hug and kissed the side of her face.

"Thanks, Beck."

She didn't have to question what. She knew what Jill meant. She just nodded and hugged her back, returning the kiss on the cheek. As they departed from the hug she saw Jill's big smile and now she was curious. Seeing the question without hearing it, Jill spoke.

"I was wondering…would you mind staying at my apartment tonight? It's got a really comfortable bed."

Rebecca smiled and nodded. Maybe they had finally found their peace after the horrors of the Mansion Incident. Maybe now, their lives would start to become something of normal, at least until the next S.T.A.R.S mission.