The characters from the game belong to Capcom.

A/N:I'm not english native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.

Flashback

2014, United States, Asylum

The experience in that place turned out to be revealing for me. I looked around and saw people in worse condition than me. I started taking meds again to stay under control. In the beginning I spent most of my time sleeping and drained. That condition started annoying me even more. Encaged bird. Having nothing better to do and with plenty of idle time, my restless mind started working on a way out of that place. I still had a goal and I knew I wouldn't accomplish if I remained imprisioned.

Persuasion has always been one of my greatest talents and I made sure to use that tool in my favor. I didn't want to go to jail either, so I needed to think of the details very meticulously. My other talent called premeditation. I only needed to pray and be successful. The most important step was to call my mother and talk to her in a private area.

"I need you to take this for me." I delivered her a paper with instructions

"What is it for?"

"Everyone's freedom."

"You're not making any sense Laureen!" She started scolding me

"It all makes sense in my mind. I need this product to keep me away from Chris… and be sure he will stay away from me… I don't want him to know where to find me."

"Why would he do that? He just came to visit you because of the check."

I shook my head in denial, "No! He cares too much! I know that! But he's also my favorite drug and as long as he knows where to find me, I'll always be tempted… and I don't want that anymore and I will never have peace knowing he cares too much and will have access to me!"

"Laureen, I cannot help you on that! It's too dangerous! If you just want him away from you, I'll make sure he will have forbidden access to you"

"That's not enough!" I shouted, "You helped me to get married to him with all that stage of fights and puritanism! Why can't you just help me on this freedom when you helped screwing up my life too?!"

"Don't tell me that! You said you had feelings for him and you were expecting his child! This what you're asking me is a real crime! If you get caught in the lie the penalty will be worse, not to mention I'll be sent to jail too!"

"Nobody will know if you do things right…"

"How will I explain my Dead daughter alive if anyone familiar recognize you somewhere?"

"Laureen Campbell will be dead… It could be just a coincidence of physial similarities. That happens a lot everywhere of people looking alike someone else that is not even blood related!"

"No Laureen! I won't help you on that!"

"Mom, seriously. I need you like I never needed anyone before! I know Chris will give a way to check on me from time to time… He cares too much about me and I have the power to stop this now and forever!"

The older woman let out a long sigh in defeat, remaining in silence for a while, "What is it that you want me to get?"

"It's a product that fakes the vital signs and serves to pretend death. It's a temporary thing, just don't allow anyone to make autopsy on me! The instructions in how and with who to get it is in note."

"And what do you intend to do after that?"

"Leave the country and start a new life… become a mother…"

"Become a mother?" the woman raised her eyebrows making a face with mixed feelings

"Yes. This is the only dream I have left and the only thing that will fix me and help me fill the hole Noah left in me. The hole that Chris Redfield carved in me… He owes me that."

"What? What do you mean he owes you that?" the woman replied with a puzzled expression

End of Flashback

Everything worked as planned. I made sure that my death would happen during a period that Chris would be very busy (his wedding day) and that would stop him to eventually feel the urge to come to my supposed funeral.

Getting a new identity wasn't hard for me since I had contacts that owed me some favors, but before that and before all the drama of informing my death to the system, I had one last thing to do as Laureen Redfield. I went to the clinic Ginecus Fertility and Reproductive Medicine. My goal to be a mother was stronger than anything… My last hope.

I went through the artificial procedure to get pregnant once again and I hoped that one would be the last time and finally be successful. At that point, I was really frustrated with everything and in one of those days when you throw the towel, I reencountered no one more and no less than Matthew Lamonte in a pub in Toroto, Canada.

I was already Laura Ray Shield that night, not that he really remembered my old real name. He didn't! He had the feeling I was familiar, but I gave the excuse of a coincidence thing. He bought it, well, not that he really cared if we had met before. He wasn't looking for love and I was trying really hard to move on with my life while I waited for the results of my procedure two days prior.

We both got wasted – me, the one who never really liked to drink. As part of my new identity or maybe because of the crisis I was going through, I allowed myself to drink more than I had ever done before.

That night I bottled up everything related my previous life and more especifically related to my "late" ex-husband. Yes, I preferred to think he was the one who died. I allowed my anger to consume me, the memories and thoughts of him with his bitch lover in bed, their child, their sex.

Our sex, his touches, our lust in those 8 years. I was thinking about him the whole time. That was the only way that I managed to allow my body to be taken by another man. I hated that my soul still belonged to that stupid Captain. I longed for his skin, for his body, for his sex, for his taste…

But my body knew very well the difference of bodies, of touches, of smell. Matthew's 6' 3½" tall, a very goodlooking man, successful, flirt, he even had a perfect beard and spiky hairstyle. Chris was a bit shorter... Well, I couldn't help the comparison and the differences unfortunately. However, more importantly Chris was the man I truly loved. However, he wasn't mine anymore. His sex wasn't mine anymore. His caresses, his body. And I… sigh…Well, I was starting to not be his anymore. I was giving my sex to somebody else.

I was angry. I was acting under spite. I was fertile. I cried when we were finished. My soul felt dirty.

That was my first and only time with Matthew Lamonte, son of one of the richest men on Earth. If I hadn't met Chris first, definitely I would've had chased him! For the wrong purposes, of course… now I know…

However, that nightstand was never forgotten. Three weeks later, when I was already living in South America, I made the so waited test. Positive. I finally made it. I was pregnant again and I decided to go back to Church to redeem of my sins and thank for the new opportunity and thanked daily for my baby continuously growing inside me.

Mom and I had new "friends" and like every pregnant woman with condition, I had a baby shower. Women and their curiosities! "Where's the father? Who is the father? Oh, I'm sorry to hear about your loss…"

I had really to be extremely patient with all that crap, even having lots of hormones running in my body. However, the forgotten/ignored little detail came out when mom and I prepared for my due date.

Who was the father? My mother almost got me insane again with the constant comments on the matter and I held my control until I exploded - just - and that was enough. I didn't want to know who the father really was. I just wanted to be an independent mother and for that I only needed a sperm! I got the sperm and end of conversation! It didn't matter whose donation it came from!

And so I've been living my motherly days back in North America. I've sucked the doubt and curiosity up to know whose genes are in Nathan's veins. The physical traits don't really help at his such young age and even if it did… Both men have similar physical traits as well! Maybe it's Chris', maybe it's Matthew's. I don't really care. None of the men have access to my life anymore. Actually, any other men – or women, I don't really play this game – had access to my body since the nightstand with Matt in 2014.

Do I miss it? Not really. Now I'm just a widow of my own past life and urges. My mother bugs me to see other people and leave this cage. I'd rather not to… at least, not yet.

There's only one man that my body - even without my consent - would completely surrender and be brought back to life…

My forbidden man, my forbidden sin, my Forbidden Love, my forbidden cure. My bitter paradise.

"Once in a lifetime someone breaks your heart, and if you still feel the need to hold that person with every broke piece, that amazing pain is called true love"

Thank you everyone for reading. I'm developing the story a bit slowly for now.

As a direct continuation of Secret Within, I'm focusing more in Laura/Laureen's character side of the story. And I might say that this is a Chris and Laura (not pairing) story and soon we will see him :D

I don't like writing long and confusing or tiring chapters, so I prefer to keep them short and divide per subject so this way I try to avoid some confusion.

Stay Tuned!