Author's Note: I felt like I should've said this earlier. If you're the type of person that expects a lovely dovey relationship between Chris and Wesker, then this story might just disappoint you. I mean, while they are supposed to be the main pairing, there are different pairings and P.O.V's (for instance Leon and Ada, Claire and Piers, etc.) that occur at the same time. The two will eventually get together, but this story focuses on more than them. With that being said, I hope you still enjoy it.
Ada placed her cup down when she saw a fumed up Leon entering the small coffee shop. Angrily, he sat down and stared at him.
"You're angry with me, aren't you?" She asked in a teasing manner.
"Cut the crap and tell me what you're up to." Leon replied.
"Alright, alright." Ada grinned. "Congrats, you didn't tell me you were getting married." Leon heard a hint of hurt in Ada's voice. "Camille is a lucky woman."
Leon shifted for a while before finally calming down. "I'm sorry Ada." He said. "She needed me, and I needed her..." He looked at Ada, the woman he could've had.
"I'm happy for you Leon." She said softly. "I really am. You deserve her, and she deserves you." Ada paused for a while and stared into space. Her eyes became moist and she fought back the urge to cry. She knew that asking for Leon's help in what she was about to face would be cruel and selfish. He had a life before him, a wife and a future family. Gone were the days where the two would hunt down wild B.O.W's, gone were the days where their secret love flourished only when they had a chance for it to. Like an elder remembering memories of the past, Ada cleared her eyes and got back into her character.
"What I wanted to ask of you Leon, would be selfish of me." She said. "I wish hope for you, and for your family."
"Ada_" "Leon," She held her hand across the table. "It was a pleasure ever doing business with you, and it was a privilege to meet a man like you, but I'm afraid I'll have to do this alone."
"Are you going to keep on acting like this Ada? Are you going to keep secrets from me your whole life?" Leon asked.
"I don't have a real reason to tell you anything now, do I?" She asked. "After today, I'll try my best, to vanish from your life."
"Don't do that Ada." Leon begged.
"Why Leon? You're getting married, I highly doubt your wife would want a ghost of your past popping up."
"Yeah but_"
"Shake my hand Leon, and be done with it."
He thought for a second, of everything the two had been through together. He realized that everything Ada did, was for him. Had he thrown her love away? Did he do the right thing that night by proposing to Camille?
He took Ada's hand and shook it, erasing everything that ever happened between the two. She smiled and stood up, she told him goodbye and left.
Leon sat there, wondering if he had done the right thing.
Jill and Claire looked at the surveillance camera as Chris interrogated Albert. Neither of the girls had known of the other's relationship to Albert. Claire, figuring that Jill would only tell Chris what Albert told her, kept her mouth shut. Jill, thinking the exact same thing did exactly what Claire did.
The two didn't once look at each other, they only hoped that Chris wouldn't do something stupid, or something that he'd regret.
"If you won't tell me anything valuable, would you tell me how you got out of this chair?" Chris crossed his arms as Wesker placed his book down. "Did somebody help you?"
"If I told you who, then you'd probably tie them to a chair and have them tortured." Albert replied. "Thought I could've gotten out by myself."
"I don't believe that." Chris said. "There's no way you could've. The material in the_" "The material in those binds, or ropes are easily deteriorated by liquid. Though you didn't know that, and I wouldn't blame you. You planned to starve me to death, so you would've figured my mouth would've been dry. Therefore, eliminating all options of me actually chewing my way out." Albert smiled. "You're confused."
And indeed Chris was. He didn't understand what Wesker was talking about at all, and it only made him more angry.
"Who let you out?" He asked once again.
"I'm not going to tell you." Albert replied, flipping a page in his book. "Do you have an extra pair of clothes? I look like a murderer in this bloody attire."
Chris was so infuriated by that comment that it took him awhile to respond. He walked over to Wesker, took the book he was reading and stared at it.
"Do you mind giving that back?" Wesker asked. "It's mine."
"Will you give back all the lives you took?" Chris replied angrily.
"If they have a return policy." Wesker joked.
Chris then began violently ripping every singly page he could from Wesker's book. The inmate just stared in amazement and covered his face when Chris finally threw the spine back at him.
"Have fun...reading that." Chris said.
"I will," Wesker replied with a calm voice. "You shouldn't let your anger get the best of you."
"What would you know?" Chris asked.
"Oh...more questions I see."
Chris composed himself by crossing his arms and staring at Albert. "You have beautiful eyes, Chris." Wesker said softly.
"Shut up." Chris replied. "I don't know what you're playing at, but I'm not going to let you fool me again."
When Claire arrived, she was surprised to see another person with Albert.
"Jill?" She asked, as the blond quickly turned around.
"Claire?" Jill replied.
The two stared at each other for a while before finally talking again.
"Are you..." Claire said.
"No...what about you?" Jill replied.
"Nope." Claire smiled, not really sure the two understood each other. "Cool?"
"Sure." Jill sighed. "He wants tape for the book you bought him."
Claire walked over and picked up all the pages. She held them in her hands and frowned. "Chris is a dick." She stated. "I'm sorry Albert, you can't tape all these pages together."
"I don't plan to fix the book, I plan to tape the pages on the wall."
The two women looked at each other. "On the wall?" Jill repeated. "I mean, it would work...but it would be a bit_" "Strange." Claire filled in.
"It's better than looking at my reflection on a metal wall." Albert implied. "Besides, if I am to be here until your brother kills me, I want my room to look decent."
Claire and Jill shrugged. "Alright, tomorrow evening, we'll bring you some tape." Jill said.
Jill quickly excused herself with an audible grin on her face.
Claire on the other hand, stayed and started sorting out the pages.
"You plan to stay?" Albert asked.
"For another hour...or four." Claire said.
"That's not healthy Claire, you can go if you want." Albert said. "You're free."
"I don't want to leave, it seems your the only person I can actually talk to."
"What about your brother?"
"That man is not my brother." Claire corrected. "He's just the B.S.A.A Major, Chief, whatever."
Albert looked worried. "What do you mean?"
"He's changed so much and I hate him for it." Claire said. "He completely forgot about me, or he just doesn't care, he's a workaholic and...an alcoholic."
"Who have you tried to talk to about it?"
"When I try talking to Jill, she claims I'm being too harsh, and I used to talk to my best friend Leon but his dumbass fiance just assumed I tried to split them up. Leon told me we couldn't be friends anymore. I used to talk to my best friend, Ashley Graham, but after she was infected with a virus, she and her other friend escaped the United States and became international criminals, and I haven't seen her since."
"I see." Albert smiled. "You can always talk to me." He placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah." Claire held his hand in her own. "Are you hungry?" She asked. "You must be!" Claire stood to her feet and spun. "I'll be right back, I think you should try pizza. It's actually really healthy once you think about it."
"Oh sure. I guess I'll stick here."
Ada told herself that she wouldn't cry, but now that she was away from Leon for good, she finally let all her tears spill down her pale white cheeks.
Thankfully she wasn't all by herself, a girl, with short blond hair, light red eyes, and a long gown sat on her bed with her. She rubbed Ada's back as she cried into her palms.
"It's okay Ada, you'll find someone that can keep up with your overly hectic life."
"No!" Ada squeaked. "I'm Ada Wong," She stood from her bed and held her fist in a triumphant way. "And Ada Wong doesn't need anybody!"
She stood there for a while and then crumpled down on her knees.
"Oh Ada your gown is getting on the floor." The blond girl said.
"It's okay," Ada sniffed. "I can wash it later."
The girl stood there as Ada recollected herself and lost her self again and again. She laughed slightly, knowing that Ada would just get over this in no time. That was what Ada did, she didn't have love but she had friends, and nothing was more important than that.
"Leon was just a test Ada, for the next time you find a man that truly loves you. Albert and Alex wouldn't want to see you broken because of a man that doesn't even know your birthday."
"Let alone my age." Ada added, sitting next to her friend. "Thank you for coming over Ashley."
"No problem, it's nice to be with a girl every once in a while when I'm on the run...after all, I'm always stuck with Ferdinand, and he doens't know the first thing about girls."
"Yeah, I think he's learning."
Ashley Graham gave a slight smile before taking out her phone and vigorously texting. Ada looked at her like she had the first time she met her.
The once sweet girl had now been tainted with a dominant strand of the plaga, the same one her ganado friend Ferdinand had. Now her skin was a palish grey, her eyes were red with large bags around them, and her hair way a light grey.
Still, it didn't bother her one bit, and Ada knew that if given the chance, Ashley would never go back to being human again.
How did you like it?
A bit of a surprise with Ashley right, and her Ganado friend? I thought that Ashley deserved a bit more praise then people gave her, so I decided to change her story up a bit. We'll discover more about her in the future, but until then, please review!
And I don't Own Resident Evil.