Warnings: Yaoi, cursing, OOC.
Disclamier: I only own plot, Zhane, kids, and Monica's family. All else is Capcom.
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Learning French
It's been about two weeks since I went to the store with Abri and got her settled into the house with us. The furniture started coming and we had set that up ( not before painting Dimitri's room that red color) and now she has Dominik's day bed but Dimitri's night pillows. Claire is supposed to be coming next week and I have settled on telling her about Abri then.
Wesker has still be teaching the kids, in addition to Abri ( who has become a shadow to Wesker) he is teaching me french. Of course I had no idea that when he had insulted me, he had said it with a smile and it didn't sound rude. I only found out later when at the store a man had yelled it while driving when someone had cut him off. Needless to say I give Wesker the bird which seems to go over well in almost all languages, well at least this one.
Wesker was right about it being easier to learn the language where it is widely spoken, I recognize words when people are talking and I am able guess what people are asking given the words I do know.
" Un par le douze." ( one through twelve.) He stares at me and waits.
I know un and douze means one and twelve and it takes me just a second more to put it all together.
" Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six (pronounced seecee), sept, huit, neuf, dix, onze, douze," My pronunciation might be a tad off but for two weeks of work I am alot farther then I figured.
" Combien d'enfants vous ont?" (How many kids do you have?)
" You can't ask questions I don't know."
He arches one slender brow and crosses his arms.
I sigh and look around the basement for time, and then down at the table I am sitting at. He was originally going to make me sit at the desk. Completely ignoring ignoring the fact that that was uncomfortable and I wasn't going o fit. He then said ' Well if you wouldn't skip your walks with P.B. you could sit in there just fine.' Trade mark smirk and everything. That was until I punched him in the face and broke his nose. He wasn't to happy about that and told me that I had over reacted a simple ' no' would have sufficed. I just shrugged and said ' Yeah but then I wouldn't have lost the five calories it took me to punch you.'
I laugh at the memory, he clears his throat.
" Combien d'enfants vous ont?" I forgot how to pronounce that handy saying in French ' I don't know.'
" Well I know that enfants and vous mean kids and you." He nods his head.
'Combien, combien, combien. Come on what does it mean?' I had been leaning over the table when I straighten up and snap my fingers.
" J'ai trois enfants . Deux garcons et une fille." ( I have three kids. Two boys and one girl.) I wear my best smug look and he doesn't ( as always) look impressed that I had gotten it right, but then that I went beyond that.
The lesson goes on, colors is next and then the weather I think.
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When I am done with that I head upstairs and I find all three of my kids are in the backyard and playing with P.B. Well the boys are playing, Abri is playing on the play-set. Swinging, with her head back and feet straight up huge smile on her face. She wears a red bow in her hair the sides pulled together to make a little mini pony tail. When she had asked Wesker he had gently refused and told her he was busy. She came to me and with a little trouble I had done what she asked. She then asked me how I knew how to do this and I told her about Claire and when we were little that I had to help her out and so I had begrudgingly learned how to put up her hair and different things.
When Dominik spots me watching from the window he waves and I nod my head and smile at him. I am not sure waht they are playing but it must be some sort of chasing game because Dimitri had been sneaking up on him and he had just barley managed to doge the attack. P.B. barking with his butt in the air and tail wagging, he had jumped from side to side until they took off running and he was chasing along side them.
I head to the living room and grab a book to read with the peace and quite inside the house. That is until Wesker comes up from the basement in deep conversation on his cell.
" What do you mean it didn't work?" He lets out a sigh but only I can hear it.
I don't want to pry so I have no idea what is being said on the other line but it can't be good because he has closed his eyes and brought his free hand up to his forehead and rubbing it.
" No! I can't just fly there and take care of this, that is why I hired you." I don't think he knows that I can hear him, and I am okay with that, some what.
Being able to find out what he is doing, who he is working with. This is good and bad, you might have a feeling that your husband is cheating but with your happy life and he seems enjoy being around you. You aren't going to bring it up. But it still hurts and leaves you feeling like crap when you catch him in the act.
" ... How bad?"
His grip on the cell tightens a centimeter and I wouldn't want to be that phone right now ( though I do know what it feels.)
His face adopts a sarcastic grin even though the other person can not see it and he lets out a dry laugh " Don't question me, understand? Just do as I tell you and I won't kill you." He snaps the phone shut without a reply and stalks off towards the kitchen.
" Whoa." I place the book down and follow after him.
He is leaning against the counter palms resting on each side of the sink and he is looking out the window towards the kids. And as each second ticks by I can see some of the anger dissipating from him.
" Yes Christopher?" I can see his reflection in the window and he his face is cool and collected , no emotion.
I shrug and shake my head " Can't I stand in my own doorway just for the hell of it?"
He shifts his gaze back on the kids leaving me with no answer I decide not to pursue it at the present time. Let him cool off and hope to God ( If he even sees Albert as a humane anymore) that he isn't getting over his head and going to get himself killed. I leave the kitchen with a sad but not caring sigh and return to my book.
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I am glad to be working again, and I love that I have this down time with the kids. But I can't help but think back to that phone call Albert had earlier, the one I hadn't on purpose overheard. And then it got me thinking about what he does, and what he stilldoes. And a feeling creeps up on me, the same one Abri felt and so came to sleep in the bed with us; fear. I am scared that one of these missions I go on, it is going to be because they found Wesker. Want us to go and kill him, or maybe just me, but with my luck or because the world is cruel I'll end up with people I don't know. People that don't know about him; and I will either have to watch them die or kill Wesker. No way they could.
But I hate thinking like that because... In STARS you are supposed to prepare for the worst, and then when it isn't that bad it feels ten times better when you have fixed it. Of course my life isn't normal so when other parents have a kid and they have all those fears and worries what if my kid gets sick really bad? What if, when we move, my child is still made fun of? And then there's the firsts first boyfriend/girlfriend, first break up, first time ride a bike, first time swimming... the list goes on. But for me it's not like that. I fear that my kids will get found out, that I will or Wesker. We will get separated and studied, be forced to harm your family ( still feeling guilty.). And now I can add 'Forced to kill Wesker, or risk my teammates lives. And if I am lucky to go by myself, they are not going to be happy that I let Wesker escape once more.
I sigh and rub the sides of my head when Abri walks into the living room, skipping almost and then she spins making her blue dress fan out and twirl around her.
" You look sad papa." ( she goes back and forth with papa and daddy, but Albert is strictly father.)
She sits down next to me on the couch and I smile at her. " No just thinking."
" Sad thoughts?" She looks so small sitting next to me on the couch, and for a minute I forget that she is only two.
I shake my head and get up off the couch I open my arms and she raises hers, I lean back down to pick her up. I head to the kitchen and notice the boys sitting at the table, crayons spread out between them, coloring furiously in coloring books a third one left open and forgotten. I set her down and she sits back in her previously vacated seat, picks up a pink crayon and colors.
" Where did this stuff come from?" I ask them. I didn't get it at the store, which leaves only one other option that Wesker got it for them.
So when he walks into the kitchen sees the objects, stops, and looks at me giving me a look that basically says 'spending more money.' I roll my eyes and shake my head. Wondering where this stuff came from if neither of us bought it, and I still haven't gotten an answer from them.
" Hey guys, where did you get this from?"
Dimitri blinks, looks at the coloring book and crayons. " In a package."
Of course that freezes me. " What do you mean you got it in a package?"
That could be dangerous, some one found out and laced it with anthrax or something.
" I mean it was addressed to the kids of C and A. The postmark is from Spain, which is weird because the books have English titles." He lifts up his book double checking the title.
Spain. Spain? We don't kn- I don't know anyone from Spain. This time it's my turn to give Wesker a dirty look.
" What?" He heads to the fridge grabbing an orange he starts to peel it.
Dimitri can tell that I am angry and quickly ducks his head ( even though I wasn't looking at him.) " There is a note." He says quietly removing a folded up paper from under Dominik's book.
He holds it out and I take it, my eyes never leave Wesker.
" What Chris?"
" I don't know anyone in Spain, but apparently they know us, with the initials C and A, not to mention that they got three books so they must know about Abri as well."
He leans over grabbing the note from my hands and unfolds it ( setting his orange down first) and starts to read it to himself. When he is done he folds it back up and sets it down beside the orange which he picks back up and continues to peel.
" What did it say?"
"Ada Wong. Wanted to say no hard feelings."
I look at the coloring books, " She held a gun to my face. And then she sends the kids coloring books?" I make a sound close to a 'you're kidding, right?'
" obviously she was being sarcastic." Wesker is finished peeling the orange and starts to take the slices out and eat them.
I wave my hand in dismissal. The kids completely oblivious to the current conversation or they are pretending to not hear us as they color in thier books.
" I thought she was in Russia?"
He eats another orange slice, " Spain is con-"
I interrupt him." Look I know Spain is in Europe and Russia is in Asia. But how come she in now in Spain?"
" I told you before, I contact her when I need something. She doesn't work for me all the time, who ever pays highest she works for."
" Isn't that rather dangerous, she could sell you out for a price." It's my turn to raise my eyebrow at him.
Another orange slice enters his mouth, and he seems to be taking his time eating this one as he thinks this over. " I highly doubt she would, I pay rather well when I need her services."
I forgot about the kids in the kitchen until Abri drops a crayon and moves to get it. I look back down at them and than nod my head out to the hallway. He follows me out eating another orange slice I notice he only has two left and separates them, one in each hand. When I feel that we are far enough in the living room I lean up against the wall keeping quite, thinking about his phone call earlier.
"... Who called?"
He gives me a confused look ( it was gone just as fast) before remembering. " No one."
I squeeze my hands tight and then let them uncurl, " Albert I heard you talking to someone. Who was it?"
He doesn't answer just eats the second to last slice, his gaze not fully on me. And I realize that if had his glasses on it would look like he was starting right at me, but now with his green contacts I can see that he is looking a couple inches to the side of my face. I cross my arms and give him a pointed look, moving my face to his line of vision.
" I don't interrogate you when you get calls."
" Yeah that's because I usually tell you who just called. I don't know anyone who wants to take over the world or have people to call that go against the law to find things for me."
" Nothing that concerns you, alright?"
" No it isn't. Wesker one of these times you are going to get caught and don't give me that look because it has happend."
" You didn't catch me, you just happened to run into me."
I roll my eyes, " Fine, but it could happen again. Wesker I can't choose between killing you or risking my teammates if it comes to that. And if you happen to escape once again my boss is defiantly going to get worried and question me."
He looks down at the floor a small smirk that isn't right for the current topic. He eats the last orange and looks back up at me. " You wouldn't be able to kill me, even if you wanted to. In fact if by some chance my life was to become threatened, you how should I put this? You would attack the source of the threat, if not that then you would be extremely unsettled and most likely give away the virus coursing through your veins."
" What are you talking about?"
He breaths in deeply and than lets it out." What I am saying is that with the virus and what has already happened, it is not going to allow you to fight to death with me. But you see this whole situation is completely hypothetical if even that because I wouldn't be in the same place as you, I'd be home with the kids. And you teammates already know about this."
" You brought the kids with you last time, first off. Secondly Sheva and Jill are not my permanent partners, if might not be them next time."
" Okay to counter your first answer, I brought the kids because I had to save your ass. I wouldn't bring them with me if I went off to my lab."
I stop myself from commenting as a new thought hits me, " So is it like the same thing for you then? The whole getting uncomfortable and fighting the threat or whatever?"
His mouth is open ready to whip out a retort but he closes it back up and his gaze flickers back to that spot inches from my sight. A small smile starts to form as I relax my stance against the wall, letting my arms uncross and fall to my side.
" Admit it Albert Wesker, you love me."
His green eyes focus back on to me and I can see that he is debating something in his head, the contemplating look gives it away. I wouldn't have noticed since he is usually mister no emotion but looking at the right things and in the right places I can see it.
" Je t'aime Christopher." He exits the living room as soon as the words leave his mouth.
And it takes a second but I am fairly certain he has just said ' I love you' in french.
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A couple of days later when I am doing the laundry ( with Abri) a thought comes to me when I look at Wesker's clothing that I am folding in the bedroom. He hasn't worn the smiley faced or heart boxers as of yet, so I have to make him. I don't get him any other clean boxers and he will be forced to wear one of those. I smile, Abri continues to pair the socks together , only when Wesker enters the bedroom does she look up.
" Hi father, papa said I could help him fold the clothes." He smiles and nods his head.
He looks at me and I try to hide the smile and the fact that I am scheming which lights up another bulb, scheming and tricking him those are things he would do.
" What are thinking?"
" Nothing, don't you worry your pretty little blond head about it." I fake a smile and pick up Dominik's and Dimitri's clothing in each hand. I head to Dimitri's room first and place his shorts and shirts as well as other things into the drawer and head to Dominik's room to do the same thing.
" Excuse me?" There is annoyance and a dash of disbelief in his voice. " What do you mean by that?"
" What do you mean what I mean?" Playing innocent always ticks him off just a bit more. I try to step pass him to get back to the room but he is blocking my way.
" Did you just imply that I was stupid because of my hair color." He stands straight and looks me right in the eyes, and unconsciously I take a step back.
" Well... " I look around the hallway and then try to plot the best way to get past him.
" You don't really want to go there do you?" I can tell it's a challenge and I already know I'm beat either way, I say yeah and he embarrasses the hell out of me. I say no and then I'm a coward or wuss for not accepting the challenge and he still humiliates me.
" I was joking, because we all know how extraordinarily smart and what ever else, you are, while I am the dumb jock guy who doesn't know shit." I easily slip past him this time even though he just follows me right back into the room.
" No. That isn't all correct actually." He leans in the door frame and I start to fold Abri's clothing noticing that she has left the bed ( all the socks paried together) and we are alone.
" Well do explain where I have errored in my statement."
" Gladly, first off hair color has nothing to do with intelligence level. Secondly you have proved that you aren't as dumb as you look."
" Yeah but it is rather easy and common to find blonds to be a bit ditsy. And another thing I don't look dumb ass-hole." I finish with her shirts and shorts, I pick them up and drape the dress over my other arm and head to her room to put them away.
He follows like a puppy once more. " You are the one that said something about the dumb jock guy."
" Fine whatever." I head back into the room and all that is left is his shirts and pants ( I notice that he has worn the navy blue tee) and my clothing.
I grab my stuff and hang up what needs to be hung, and place the other stuff in the dresser, I hear him doing the same thing. When I turn around all that is left is the socks, which I quickly separate to different piles: Wesker , mine , Dom's , Dimi's and then Abri. I grab the boys socks put them away, come back for Abri's do the same thing and last is mine ( Wesker put his away after I grabbed the boys).
I sit down on the empty bed, Wesker leaning next to his dresser and looking it over.
" What exactly did you mean the other day when you said the virus wouldn't let me attack you? Because I recall doing just that when that Birkin guy messed with my head."
He lifts his head up to look at me and then stretches away from the dresser to sit on the bed ( opposite side from me, he is sitting by the head board I am at the end of the bed). " Well that is your answer right there, he had messed with your head and wiped your memory."
I wait for him to continue but he doesn't so I look back at him over my shoulder and he isn't thinking about his next words. " OK, explain what you meant earlier then about how the virus would stop me. Because I am certain I heard you say that with the G-virus it's main goal is to reproduce, you or the reports didn't say anything about it being territorial or whatever."
He blinks once and flexes his fingers, " It doesn't have an actual- You make it sound alive. All it does is mess with the brain and the body. The virus, when injected into an animal and survived, showed traits of being in alpha-male. Aggressive and territorial as well as dominating the species, wiping everything else out with it's off spring."
" So basically what you are saying is that... I'm alpha-male?" I don't even try to hide the smirk that follows the statement.
" Not entirely, because if that was the case ... well the situation would be different. Actually I have a theory about that anyway."
" Well lets hear it."
" The G-virus sees,or has adapted to you in the way it would a female." He says in his mono-tone voice, as if he is reading this off a chart.
" Uh-huh...."
He wets his lips, " Which can be a good or bad thing. You are eventually going to want another kid, and adoption just won't cut it. So for you that is probably bad, the good part is that you aren't always aggressive and trying to kill every moving thing like a male would. Only in the case of your family are you going to get aggressive in wanting to protect them and all that, like a mother bear. And that makes the females all the more dangerous if they have reproduced, alot more stronger and aggressive at that point."
" How the heck does it confuse me with a girl? I have testosotrone."
" I don't know, I said it was a theory. But if you want me to explain more, I shall. You fought harder against it, you raised your baby sister, you care about humanity. So you already had those paternal instincts, but I.S. might of had some thing to do with it and the fact that you had the T-virus mixed with it. So in layman terms, you aren't alpha-male but alpha-female. "
I sit there a moment taking it all in. " Well I guess it's a good thing the G-virus acts more like a canine and not a Black Widow or you would be dead."
He makes 'hm' sound.
" I still think your theory sucks though."
" Well it is just a theory and will remain so until proved."
I'm scared to ask, " How would you prove or disprove that?"
" Well tests of course, but even then it is not exactly written down somewhere on how to go about that. I think I would have to place you in a room with other males and then females. But of course you are a rarity in the fact that you have survived being infected."
" Yeah well even if I weren't, I would have to decline on that option. Plus you would go ballistic and screw up your own test." I lean back on the bed, hands under my head and I look up at him upside down.
" How so?"
" Well, if what you say was true and I was placed in a room with a bunch of other guys. We'd fight at first right? And either I would win or it would be a draw and then we would have to have sex, because they would see me as a female or would they see me as a male because I am? either way as soon as I was placed in the room you would come, if not then as soon as we started to fight. But defiantly before we screwed."
" You forget that I am not infected with the G-virus and therefore am not as attached to you like you would be to me."
I scoff " You forget that you are attached in so many other ways."
" An example please." I can tell that he is being sarcastic but I answer him anyway.
" Well I'll give you five. " I hold up a finger as I name an example " One, the kids. Two because you said that the boys were attached to me some how making them sane and if I were to die you think that it would be severed making the virus take over. Three because you like fighting with me far to much then you would like to admit. Four, because even if you won't you still would like to be the one to kill me. And now for my coup de grace. You, Albert Wesker, love me or at least love the sex. And that is a one hell of a bond that you under estimate." I cross my arms and give him a smug look.
" Touche."
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Today is the day that Claire visits. I seem to be more restless then usual and I have an inkling it has something to do with Abri. I can pretty much gurantee that she'll accept her, but I know she will be bummed because I haven't told her sooner or told her that I was even thinking about having another child. I look around the living room where me and the kids are watching T.V. I look at the clock every couple of minutes when Abri stands up from her spot on the floor.
She yawns and rubs her eyes, I look at the clock and notice that it is 11:40 and she must be ready for a nap. " You tired?"
I ask her already knowing the answer, she nods and I pick her up and carry her to her room and gently set her down on the bed. I pull the blankets back and she settles underneath them and is already deep in sleep. I tip-toe out of the room and back down to the living room to wait for Claire. Which isn't all that long, after seven minutes I hear a car pulling into the driveway and the quite thud of a car door closing. The boys shoot up and race to the front door, which causes P.B. to get excited and chase after them. Dimitri reaches it and opens it up right as Zhane is about to knock on the door.
" Hi!" They both say (surprisingly since Dominik doesn't really like care for Zhane) and wave their hands.
He smiles at them and I join the boys opening it up for the them. " Hey guys." I say as Zhane and Claire walk in.
" Hey Chris." When Claire says it she sounds like an after thought and then she kneels down and pulls the twins into a huge hug and with a kisses." Hey Dominik and Dimitri." She says their names with more excitement.
Zhane nods his head, P.B. barks behind me and tries to wiggle past me to get to Claire and Zhane. I step back and allow them to walk further into the house.
" Claire you like my kids more then me." I say jokingly, she smile hits my arm lightly before I pull her into a hug that she fully returns.
" They are cuter then you." The boys beam at this.
" Yeah for right now, and then they get older and not as cute." I joke.
Dominik scoffs " Yeah right, I am always going to look great." This gets a laugh from everyone.
Dimitri rolls his eyes at both comments in a friendly manner as we head to the living room. P.B. follows right along and nudges Claire's hand to pet him, which she does. The boys sort of run and jump on to the couch, while we sit more calmly down on the other two chairs and love seat couch ( Which weren't all that hard to find and bring here).
Claire looks around the room, taking it all in and then back to the boys " You are guys are getting big."
They nod and smile. " Dad has got us our own rooms now and bigger beds."
She looks at me, " They are only five."
I shrug, " Yeah but they have the mentality of a 12 year old and are super geniuses."
" Yeah, but still."
I laugh lightly, noticing that Wesker is still downstairs.
" Chris I have good news." She is smiling and looks about ready to burst while Zhane looks happy but also worried.
" ... What is it?" I ask her with a curious smile.
" I'm pregnant." She says with an even bigger grin if that's possible, Zhane looks even more scared now and for good reason.
" WHAT!?"
Her smile falters and Zhane rubs the back of his neck and looks away. Dimitri and Dominik ( who have never seen or heard me yell) sit stock still and look between us. Listening closely I hear some shuffling from downstairs but ignore it.
" Chris clam down." She extands her hand to my shoulder and I shake my head, steal a glance at their hands.
" You aren't even married."
Zhane makes a snort and I glare at him, he looks at the boys. Claire is the one to speak up " Uh look who is talking buddy."
" That is irrelevant first off and second I'm gay. But you, I'm going to kill you." I point to Zhane and stand up he does as well and backs up.
I go to step forward ignoring my sister's 'hey' and 'you have got to be kidding.' The only reason I don't succeed is because Wesker intervenes at that time, stepping in front of me hands braced on my chest he shoves me back lightly.
" Your daughter is sleeping upstairs." I let out a breath and walk to sit on the couch with the boys.
" Your what? I know you did not just tell me I couldn't get pregnant when you yourself... again....?"
I had my face in my hands leaning over my knees, when she said that, I looked up at her. " No."
" She is adopted." Wesker says making Zhane and Claire look at him. She turns to face me again when she does a double take ( same as Zhane though he actually didn't look away).
" You have green eyes? Wait what is going on?" She stands up now from the couch looking around the room. " Chris?"
I take a deep breath and calm down, I am her older brother I have a right to be over protective. Of course I will support her and I am happy for her.
" Her name is Abri, Abri Dawn Redfield-Wesker. He has contact lenses on that way he doesn't have to wear the glasses all the time. And I am happy for you congrats.... how far?"
She sits back down, and Zhane relaxes a bit. " A month and a week."
" Well, congrats again." I give her a real smile and stand up to hug her.
" Thank you, and congrats on the baby girl. Can I see her?"
" Yeah, of course you can. Are you guys going to get married?"
" Well yeah of course we are, I hadn't meant to get pregnant before I was married. But what about you guys, three kids now Chris." She gives me the same look I should be giving her, the one usually reserved for older siblings.
" I work backwards, apparently you do too." I smile.
" Yeah well I am not all that backwards. We love each other." She says it nice but gives Wesker a glare, I look over my shoulder to see him close his eyes and sigh.
" Easy Claire." We sit back down and the boys relax infact the tension in the room lessens gradually as the seconds tick by.
We sit in silence, no one really knowing what to say. But Zhane actually speaks up. " So if you adopted Abri, she wouldn't be infected than right?"
" No, actually she is. In Russia there had been a 'leak' or whatever and of course people got infected but they were in such poor health none of them really survived except for some kids. Thus Abri does have the T-virus, and the same cat-like yellow orange eyes."
" You infected kids?" Claire looks appalled and then glares once more at Wesker.
" Oh I love your family Chris." He doesn't look at me when he says it ( more like drawls it).
" Christopher did he?"
" He says it wasn't on purpose, but I don't really know. We had to be careful since we actually went to get her, no real names were used."
" You went to Russia? Dang Chris, you sure are lucky to be dating or whatever, a rich guy."
" I'm not a gold digger, ok? I had no idea he had all this money at first and that wasn't the reason I stuck with him."
" We are the reason, right dad?" Dominik asks.
I turn to them, " You are a big part but not the only reason yes."
" Right the other reason is because you guys love each other right?" Dimitri this time.
Claire and Zhane look at Wesker, then me, and lastly the kids. " Why the hell not?" Wesker states with a shrug.
" Well it's better then what he said a few weeks back ' I don't love you but I don't hate you. I don't want you dead.' Something like that." I tell her.
" Wow, our family is weird." She turns to Zhane " You already knew about this from the beginning, no backing out now Spiky."
He rolls his eyes at the nickname but I can see his smile underneath and I am glad that my sister is happy. It is also a big weight off my shoulders that she found someone who already knew about me and everything else ( well he was the one who actually made me this way) so we don't have to sneak around when they visit.
" I wasn't planing on it. And I told you your brother was going to kill me when he found out." She shrugs it off and smiles.
" Is Zhane going to be your doctor, make it a family thing. Using the same baby doctor as your older brother." Wesker says.
" No Albert, I am going to a real baby doctor."
" Dad I am hungry, are we going to start lunch soon?"
I nod and stand up and head to the kitchen, the boys follow after me. Claire and Zhane pick it up from there and finally Wesker at the back. They enter the kitchen and sit around the table. I open up the oven and remove the bag of Chinese take out and set it down on the table. I grab the plates, forks, cups and the pop from the fridge on the table next to the bag of food.
" I thought you were going to cook lunch?" Claire says as she hands out the plates.
" You are the guest let me do it, and I didn't know what to make and I didn't feel up to cooking." I tell after everything is handed out I go to sit down when I hear a bed creak from upstairs. " I'll be right back."
I stand up and head up to Abri's room, she is sitting on the bed rubbing her eyes. " Hey Abri, Aunt Claire is here. You ready to come down and have some lunch?"
She nods her head and holds out her hand I take it and we walk down together, a little slow since she is still sleepy. When we reach the kitchen Claire and Zhane are waiting for us to come in and she is a little shy at first, I squeeze her hand and it helps. She comes in all the way and waves at them.
" Oh you are so cute!" Claire says opening up her arms, Abri goes over and gives her a hug.
I let out a mental sigh of relife, glad that everyone is getting along so well. We sit down and start to eat our meal, talking about this and that.
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