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A Piece Of My Past.

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After almost two days locked in a compartment alone, a guard took Jill out of it saying that the governor wanted to see her. She entered the compartment and realized that Deborah was also there with Wesker, which somehow made her relieved, since she would not like to be alone with that man.

The guard took her to a chair beside Deborah's and Jill sat without questioning anything, just observing everything.

The governor looked at Deborah when she handed him the map, making him smirk.

"Maybe you girls are wondering why I ordered my men to separate you both." He said.

"To be honest I was not curious. I'd rather be alone this time in my room." Jill said.

Wesker grabbed Jill's chin making her stand up. He approached her face to him before saying:

"Don't be a rebel, Jill. My allies are usually quiet and gentle." He whispered.

"Get yourself happy in knowing that I'm your ally, do not expect kindness from me."

"But as you may become my wife, you should be gentle."

"No, I won't become your wife. I already have a suitor among the Gypsies." She said trying to pull her face back.

"Everything changes, Jill. Nobody lives forever"

"Don't you touch him. I'm your ally, governor. Don't expect anything else."

"We'll see." Wesker let her go.

Jill looked at him with contempt. She knew she should pretend submission, but she could not avoid the feeling of revulsion. She was just doing all that to make sure Chris would be safe.

"Speak girl." Wesker looked at Deborah, calm as ever.

"Well, tonight ... I saw some fireflies inside a hole ... Gradually all them were losing their light and could not move. But one of the fireflies became red and the other blue and they were the only ones that managed to leave. After that I just saw a book with live snakes on its cover."

Wesker smiled and looked at Jill, nodding.

"What?" she asked.

"C'mon, Jill Valentine. Don't believe that my men got your friend with the herbs and they didn't get any important information for me. A few hours of torture and she was forced to tell us a little about the gifts of each one of the Gypsies. So do not try to fool me..."

Jill lowered her head frustrated. She wished she had more time to be able to think of an answer or be able to create some plan. She would like at least to be able to modify the truth in her own favor.

'Well..." She started "This hole may represent a problem or somewhere hard to reach. Perhaps where the treasure is. Lighted fireflies symbolize people, when the lights go out means they die or disappear. Firefly... Red may represent a bad energy and blue represents a special person with a gift, perhaps the only person able to escape this situation alive."

"Interesting... What about the book?"

"A book with live snakes... I don't think it is some code, I think it's just a way to represent the content and the power of this book."

"Incredible!" Wesker walked holding and stroking his own chin. 'I can understand what you just told me and I like it. Only one will survive then... I will consider what to do with it. You both can return to your quarters."

Jill left that place led by guard and thoughtful. She hoped she could take some advantage of the dream and its interpretation. She knew she had failed to change it a lot in a short time, but she also knew she could use that information to get what she wanted, to be with Chris on this mission.

Throughout her life, she sought for an opportunity of adrenaline and fun. Now that she could have that she only wanted that mission to protect the one who saved her, by trying to use her skills to help him face the obstacles that would appear and her intuition to help him decipher the puzzles.

Although Jill had not seen the map yet and did not know Wesker's real purpose, she knew dangerous and dark experiences were awaiting them. And if Chris had to go through it all, she was going to be on his side.

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Jill looked at the her own costume. The dress was not long or heavy as those she used to dress, it was beautiful but simple enough to make her able to move around normally. The boots seemed sturdy and comfortable. The jewels she was already wearing made her look kind of elegant. She did not know where they had gotten such clothes, but she was happy to wear something more normal.

Jill ran her foot in the sand when she realize that more people were coming from the boat, and among the guards she saw him, Chris. He wasn't wearing those dirty and torn sailor shorts anymore. Chris was now wearing a black and beautiful outfit. Aside from the clothes he was carrying some objects, he seemed to be equipped for a battle of life or death.

The guards brought him closer to Jill and then their gaze met. Jill could not stop smiling. Almost three days without seeing him, fearing for his safety, for his health. Nobody gave her any information, which made the insecurity and all anguish she felt for not knowing how he was even worse. Chris looked a little slimmer, but he did not look as pale as the last time she saw him, after injuring himself. She was relieved to know that he had been eating a little at least.

When Chris smiled back, Jill felt her eyes teary. Everything happened so fast, he was soon placed beside her and the guards asked them to remain silent because the governor was on his way.

Looking at the boat, Jill felt when Chris' hand held her hand. Jill did not look at him, just held his hand back and smiled inside. Once Wesker appeared they released their hands. That contact, however brief, made her happy. Knowing that he was beside her was enough to make her happy.

"So it seems that my two friends are ready for their journey. I had planned to go with you and pick up my book personally, but after your interpretations, my dear..." He said looking at Jill "I realized it would be better to let you solve it, with your blue gift you will know what to do. I'll have four of my guards to go with you." he look at Chris "Let me clarify something, your brother's life remains in my hands, so bring me the book and you can take him away safely."

Chris said nothing, just nodded and got the map that Wesker handed him. Jill shuddered after seeing how Wesker and Chris looked at each other. She was used to Chris' sweet gaze, she had never seen him with such hatred. Before Chris could say or do something, Jill grabbed his arm and turned to Wesker.

"We're gonna bring what you want." She said to Wesker, while walking towards the forest and pushing Chris.

"Great. And as you saw before, that there will be only one survivor, make sure that's you, Jill Valentine. Good surprises expect you." Wesker gave a light laugh "Don't worry Chris, even if you're dead, I will keep my word and let your brother free."

"Ignore him, Chris" Jill whispered to Chris.

"Fine, guys. You take care of everything." Wesker smiled "I'll stay and secure the area."

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Jill tried to be quiet while walking. The guards were behind them and although she wanted to talk to Chris, she didn't want anyone to hear them. When they decided to stop near a stream to rest, Jill checked if the guards were away to talk to him, but he was the first to speak.

"Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm not scared of you. And I'm here because I can really help you with these codes."

"You shouldn't have done this. And maybe you should be scared. A criminal ... you know?" He seemed distressed.

"Chris, You don't need to..."

"Let me tell you what happened. I need to. I can't stand the idea of you thinking bad things about me."Jill just nodded and he continued "I am a groonan. My whole family is. It's true our people are very proud, they like to live by themselves and don't allow anyone in or out of Groonin, which I think is ridiculous. We had a beautiful land and my father used to plant most time of the year, allowing us to travel aboard the Amaranthus during the rest. Piers was very young, but he used to help us. Our trips were never very long, because my father feared that the legislators of our people could think we were trading with foreigners. So whenever we traveled around Groonin, it was with the purpose of family fun and to enjoy the beautiful scenery. But even with all the care we could not help it, a neighbor of ours jealous of Amaranthus, denounced my father as an illegal trader. My father went to trial and he was about to be acquitted when they decided to investigate our boat. Inside Amaranthus they found a scroll written with unknown language, something that Piers had found on some beach. You know, he was a kid. For them it was a proof of the betrayal of my father, and no matter how hard we tried to explain that it didn't prove anything, they condemned my father to death."

Chris paused and sighed deeply. Jill grabbed his hand and brought it to her face, closing her eyes. Feeling penalized for his story.

"When the day came, I set fire in some fruit tents near the site, attracting some guards' attention. I killed the guards who I found on my way and when I did open the cell, another guard appeared and we fought, that's when I got this scar. Even injured I could kill him. My father was very hurt, but the smile he gave me as soon as he saw me, made all my efforts worthwhile. In a few minutes I put him on our horse and ran through the city. Some guards saw me so I knew I had little time and only one choice. My mother, my aunt and Piers were already waiting for me in Amaranthus and as I arrived there with my father, we all left. Due to injuries, my father could only survive more than three days at sea. I lost my identity as Groonan and even if my father died anyway, I don't regret it. I would sacrifice myself for him again, for his honor."

"What about your mother?"

"She died of fever a few months later. Only Piers, my aunt and I left."

"Does Wesker know about your story?"

"Not everything. I only told him part of the story to make him believe that I really could read that map and get the service. I thought I'd get the governor's attention and prestige, but I was wrong. He is not an honorable man. He is just crazy." Chris pulled his hand bringing Jill's together and kissing her. "Do you continue trusting me? Even now you know I have my shadows?"

"Till the end!" She smiled.

"Savages! We have company. Let's kill them." A guard shouted, getting the others alert."

Jill and Chris got up quickly wielding their swords as they walked towards the guard, ready for what was about to come.

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A/N: Hi lovely readers!

How have you guys been? Hope you've been fine!

As I've been busy lately, I'll try my best to uptade in 4 or 5 days, not longer than this! I promise! Thank you very much for all the reviews and the support. It means so much to me! You are all special!

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NerdGirl4Life: You make me só happy to know you were excited to see I updated. You're sooo gentle my ficfriend! Yeah, Jill and the girls. Maybe now she is going to have difficult situations, but at least she doesnt have women around Chris anymore. LOL

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Mister Valentine: I'm so happy you said you can recognize Wesker. That really makes me happy! About the groonans, really hope Chris explained that to you this one. About Wesker and groonan conection will be explained further.

Relax, you understood everything. =D

About Excella... be patient :P She will die someday LOL.

Are you sure Jill's not gonna die for Chris again? LOOOOL. *evil face*

I really loved that you like what I did to Jessica and Raymond LOL. That was so similar to them. LOOOL.

Thanks for all your passion in reading this and for all your support and sweet words. You know what it means to me, specially because it comes from you.

Thank Chris-Angeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel! Bisouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus!

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xxChris Redfieldxx: Rennyyyyy! Aaaw, you really think it was awesome? That makes me so happy. Yeah, Wesker really is a bastard. Yeah, Jill is special for sure! Leon is a very nice guy, its is just that Jill is not his true love, but he will find that out someday.

About Jessica and Raymond, yesssss. They are sooooo... bastards LOL! Thanks for this wonderful words Renny. Thanks for being this special friend even now that we havent talked that much. Kiss kisssssssssssssss!

xjillvalentinex : Yeah, i thought about adding that and I really liked the idea. But i thought time had come to make the "mission" start, I could not wait anymore. (But i must confess I'd love to see Jill punching Jessica in the face, LOL). Thanks for your kind words, dear!

roseimagine: Sisssssssssssssss. Cant believe you're here. Im soooooooooooo happy and thankful to see you came. Thanks for that. It's such a pleasure to have you around again. Thank you só much for your words. You made my day. I also love medieval tales, and this one is special because it's a crazy mixture. Hope the end makes a little sense LOL. Thank youuuuuuu! Beijoooo!

Will: Heyyy, you're here! Yeaah, I love mistery LOL and I'm glad you liked it. I like your idea about Chris talking to Piers about love, that seems soooooo cute. I'll think about that for the future! =D Thanks a lot for coming Will. Have an excellent day!