I've Missed You
AN/ So yes I'm back I have to re-read some of the other chapters and I hope I don't mess this up too badly. I'm trying to remember every detail of the kids and their lives so far but I don't want to keep you guys waiting for any longer so please bear with me if I make a few mistakes along the way. There will be obviously male on male probably some harsh language. I only own the little kids and Zhane everything else belongs to Capcom.
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9:08
That is the time on the clock, well as far as I can tell when I lean over and squint against the ray of sunlight that, upon closer inspection seems to only be directed at me. I rest my head back and throw my arm over my face letting my eyes adjust to the morning light. Which is when it hits me; its 9:08 and there is no little dark haired terror-slash-miracle climbing up my blankets for breakfast, no little auburn haired beauty singing her new favorite chorus line as a good morning and no set of identical voices discussing the latest equation that has momentarily stumped them. With that last thought I'm about to shoot out of bed when an arm slings across my chest restricting my movement.
"Relax Christopher, we're at your sisters the kids are fine."
When I glance over his eyes aren't even open and his breathing is still slow and deep.
"I can practically hear your thoughts racing, the quickening of your heartbeat only confirms it." He says the last bit with a slight smirk.
I lay there not exactly sure what to say, so I just relax and enjoy the few extra minutes to myself knowing that the kids are fine. But after a minute or two of trying to fall back asleep and I can't.
"Christopher, you're still over thinking." There is a very faint lilt to his voice like he is chiding me but at the same time amused.
I let out a slight huff, "I can't go back to sleep. I'm not tired anymore."
"Hmm; I'm sure I could help with that."
I look over to my not-yet-retired-but-not-causing-any-more-trouble-chemically- altered boyfriend. Which is never not weird to say. His platinum blond hair that is almost always an impeccable order, disheveled against the pillow. Sunglasses that haven't been worn as frequently anymore folded on the bed table next to him. And I still can't believe my former caption turned enemy turned lover, is just that.
"And how do you plan on that?" I ask with a hint of a challenge.
He replies with a low laugh and within in seconds he is on top of me and his hands holding down mine as his tongue fights for dominance. A slight whine may or may not have been emitted from my throat as he slides his left hand down dragging it across my bare chest. We stay in this position for a couple of minutes. After his hand tries to go lower is about the same time I pull my mouth away from his.
" Uhm" I say with a slight waver to my voice. "This isn't our house, nor bed… I'm not exactly into destroying my little sisters home in order to get laid."
He pushes himself up a bit so he is on his knees and hands staring down at me. Blinks. Does it again.
"I think I can restrain myself from destroying a room and the objects within while we.." He nods his head at me while widening his eyes by a fraction.
"Just say it. We've obviously had to do it at least twice, more since it's no longer beginners luck anymore."
He still acts like this every once in a while, like he can't fully commit; and that pisses me off because what we've been dating or screwing, or whatever for a few years now. One would think he'd come to terms with it by now. I mean he decided to rule the world in less time than this. The guy is an impulse buyer. Bought us house because he could bought himself a car just because he wanted one. And the more I think about it the angrier I'm getting and the more I want to lean over and-
"You're over thinking again Chris."
With that I roll my eyes and shove him off of me, not entirely surprised when he uses his super strength to avoid removal. Which means he doesn't expect me to shove harder with less restrained ability. He grunts slightly when he is forced to either stand-up roll over or fly off, he chooses the first.
He sighs as I stand up and start looking for a shirt to throw on but before I can head out he grabs my wrist and I'm not able to say anything or pull back because within seconds I'm up against the wall and his mouth is on mine once more. This time it's softer though and I can feel that he cares. This kiss is also shorter and he pulls away first to lean his forehead against mine. We stay like for a several seconds before he lets out a sigh and pulls away.
"You're a difficult one Chris." He pushes back and turns around himself to get dressed. I happen to glance back over at the clock.
9:18
"Why can't you just tell me you love me? Or even why you love me or the kids. Shit it took you five years to agree to marry me and we still haven't even set the date exactly! The least you could do is say love making or screwing; something anything besides nothing?" I demand. But the strange thing is even though I say I want that, what I'm really thinking about is just ruining that smug face of his. My fingers start to twitch, I start to raise my hand, and I want to tear his freaking throat out. Whoa where did that come from?
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Claire steps a tad closer to the door while Zhane is downstairs keeping the kids entertained with a kid friendly movie. She has to be extra careful while she balances her baby belly. Zhane, who has got them all fed including P.B. notices that Claire has been gone far longer than needs to be considering she was just going to see if Chris and Wesker wanted anything. So he heads upstairs himself; and when he finds her creeping up to their door trying to keep her balance he gives her back a bewildered look.
"What are you doing?" he whispers.
To her credit she doesn't even jump. "They are fighting"
"oookay, couples do that. Even weird genetically altered ones."
This she turns around to and gives him a look. "Right well Wesker can be scary and awfully mean. If he wants to attack Chris; I want to make sure Chris is going to be okay." She says and then turns back around to the door to listen.
'Claire Chris is fine, he can take care of himself. He's just as strong and in fact they probably have some issues they have to work out. Now I'm pretty sure neither one especially your brother would like it." He creeps up to her grabs her hand gently gives a small tug.
She resists his tug and after a minute he gives up and lets a small sigh as he heads back down. Three steps down he says quietly
"In like five minutes I'm coming back up here and then you have to come down. Guys ultimately only think about one thing especially when they start fighting albeit Chris is unable to participate in that so if they can't duke it out there going to (he gives a look that says you know where this is going). And you're not going to want to be around for that"
With that she lets out a little huff and goes to follow Zhane down who lets a little smile.
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He stays silent during this whole time, doesn't move either. He makes himself an easy target, STOP! I'm not exactly sure what's happening. He takes a couple breaths and keeps his back to me. I can tell that he is thinking carefully about his words but it still displeases me when he doesn't automatically turn around and apologize and tell me I'm right, so fix that make him hurt like you are hurting. This isn't good, my thoughts aren't my own.
"I understand your need to feel secure. That I'll never leave and I'll always love you." He stops for a few seconds, and I'll admit that made me a little less mad, but why do you need to stop? The only way I'd stop speaking is to hu-
"You want to know why I'm so reluctant to marry you: First off this is all very new to me still and that in itself is hard to admit. When we first met at S.T.A.R.S you were fuck-able nothing more nothing less. I betrayed you, didn't even bat an eye Christopher, instead I went on to messing with the natural order of things. We met back up several times, but it wasn't until the creation of Uruboros that things got a little heavier. I'll admit you look good in a uniform. (He says as an afterthought) And I realized that I wanted to break every bone, every fiber of your being. And I had honestly tried, when Zhane gave you the virus I thought this is it. This is going to be this man's downfall; and I'm going to watch. But never in any of my plans did they end up like this. But it did, and things changed and somewhere between then and now; I fell in love. But now I ask you Chris. What are you going to tell your work? Yes some of them know but I'm sure your boss has no idea. What about that Kennedy fellow? Oh you should tell him he was pretty close to getting infected as well. What are you going to say? What about the rest of the world? They know you as the greatest hero and me the ultimate villain. And don't you also think they are going to wonder why they age so fast yet you have stayed the same since Africa?"
I hear his thoughts and most of the mare valid, either way I can't stop the fist that soars into the back of his head. I know he wasn't expecting that because he stumbles forward and whips around looking extremely pissed. He rubs the back of his head and takes a step forward and just as quick as it happened I'm back to my old self.
"… If none of that was an issue though…" I can't finish the sentence; so I just leave it hanging. I have no doubt he knows what I mean.
He looks extremely confused, and anger is present as well. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he says it in a loud and angry whisper.
I want to figure out why I did that but my mind won't let me instead I keep looking at him waiting for an answer.
He lets out a breath of air wears a skeptical look but responds none the less. "Why do you need a ring to confirm that I'll never leave? That like it or not babe, we're stuck with each other. These kids. You. It's almost sickeningly sweet but this is my world now. I understand you must still be extremely pissed at me for doing all this to you. I'm sure neither one of us had planned for this kind of thing to happen." He gives me a look, I raise an eye brow
"And? What is that it that's all you got" I get that pang again, the I-want-you-hurt-and-bleeding-lying-on-the-floor kind of pang.
"That is probably the reason every little thing sets you off besides the fact that you're hormonal. I regret the circumstances under which everything has happened. But I'll never apologize for the things I did before then, I can't I still think I'm right in what I was doing."
I stay silent, there is nothing to say, he won't apologize, but he regrets bringing me in the way did? Is that what he means? Well I regret not knocking your ass to the floor. All of its true though, he'll never change his stripes and I'll never stop trying to make him. We will always be walking on egg shells around each other, him more than me if my new found behavior is anything to go by. I tend to get set off while he just takes it and walks off. I let a puff of air out my nose
"I would like nothing more than to beat your ass right now, but part of me thinks you keep knocking me up to keep me as docile as you can." I spit out.
He laughs a little at that still keeping an eye on me "No that was not the reason, nor is there any reason. It just keeps happening despite me having no beginner's luck I still land the mark within a few tries."
He's baiting me I know he is. "It took you nearly six years to make this one happen smart ass." I cringe, remembering I shouldn't be swearing while pregnant.
The air between us still seems thick, and then I notice he's freaking Hard!
"Oh, come on! Really for like five minutes you can't just talk and not think about getting laid? I do it all the time! In fact getting punched doesn't really turn me on." And I see red about to jump on him and start beating the crap out of his face. He catches it and blurs right in front of me and keeping my arms pinned to my sides.
"Christopher, it's not exactly something I can control, and I was being respectful by staying over there and no getting knocked in the back of the skull doesn't exactly fall under turn-ons." He grunts out as I struggle against his grip.
"I seem to recall that you do in fact consider it fore-play." I say with a sneer. I extend my face so are noses are touching and when I say the following words are lips brush.
"Man you're like a teenager, except more messed up. I bet you tortured animals when you were younger and skull fucked every girl you could." I give his lower lip a light nip.
He grimaces, pulls his head back so we're not close "I can't control what exactly happens and that angers me to no end. But you are out of control and I have no idea why you're so aggressive, but something isn't right." He let's go of my arms and backs up completely. I can feel the anger going away and I'm left more confused than ever.
"Believe me if I could stop this I would. And just because I seem eager doesn't mean I want to pull the trigger if you catch my drift." He makes a gesture with his arms towards his lower section and I can't hold in the little snort.
"Alright fine, but it's still funny every time. Even better when you have to explain yourself." Everything seems calm again let's hope I can just make it to the dresser without any more incidents.
"It's already 9:30, the kids have probably been up since 7:00 and Claire and Zhane can only handle them for so long. We should get ready and head down there. We'll have to discuss this at a later time." I say that last part gesturing between us. "But for right now I'm going to act calm and happy because this is for the kids and I don't want to upset Claire."
He pinches the bridge of his nose, rubs his face and then looks at me. The way I keep switching tracks he's going to get whip lash.
"What more is there to discuss? I have said all I've had to say. And we are already getting married. We have the rings to prove it, sure no date, but a month. What else is there to discuss?" He lets out a controlled breath before saying anything else.
"Christopher Redfield. I have given up a lot more then I'd like to admit. Nothing will ever be completely normal between us we are both hybrids as are our children including the one you're carrying. You seem a bit more agitated but like I said earlier that seems to happen when you're pregnant so I'll let it go. But I'm starting to suspect that there is more to it than that."
With that last part he closes the gap between us and rests his head against the top of mine for a second then lets his arms slide away and turns around and get his clothes and leaves; I assume to take a shower. Leaving me to gather my things, which I do slower than usual as I think back to his statement that I'm always getting angrier and angrier and I did just attack him for no reason. Maybe there is something more to it than just being pregnant. I think it might have something to do with what he was talking about the fact of how I was brought into this way of life. That I'm not exactly over it, maybe?
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A few hours later and lunch has been eaten; macaroni and cheese which of course is Dante's new favorite food since the food is sticky and messy and crumples up if squished in your fist. Cue annoyed look after the fifth time of explain to him how ones uses a spoon we decide to head to ice cream parlor with Claire and Zhane of course after completely bathing my darkest haired son which is such an enjoyable experience since he is a little mini tsunami in a tub and everyone and thing caught inside gets soaked. I take him out get him dressed, and re-dress myself, Claire says she'll the clothes in the wash after we mop up the bathroom, we head over to where the children's father sits; a lazy boy with the morning paper stretched out before him. When Dom asks Albert if he would to join us his reply is that he finds ice cream pointless. The kids give him a sad look and Dominik tries to hide his disappointment but I catch it and squeeze shoulder and steer him out. Wesker insists everyone go without him and 'have… fun' the words sounding foreign coming from him and by the look he gives when he says it, he agrees. But none the less we head out the door to do just that.
On our way over in the car the kids are excited to see all the decorations the stores and houses have put up. Dante squeals at the spiders hanging from the trees outside of the shop as we pull up, I unbuckle first and turn around to get all four the kid's seats undone. Zhane gets out of the car first and slow jogs over to Claire's side and helps her out of the car, she beams at him and I can't help but smile at them. I'm glad she has got someone who I know will do anything for her. I'm quickly brought out of the moment by a joyful laughing sound as Dante exits the car and reaches up to grab one of the spiders and in his excitement is about to jump but Dimitri grabs his hand and pulls him into the store. The other people walking down the street think he is just absolutely adorable, they smile and wave at the children and compliment me on my beautiful children. I thank them and head on in to the store making sure I wear bulkier shirts to hide my baby bump has been working thus far.
When we head inside much of the same response can been seen on the other customers faces as the children ooh and awe at the fake webbing put up and the pumpkins with happy faces painted on the windows. Because of the holiday coming up the employees; a young woman and man, behind the counter are wearing costumes. The young lady who smiles appreciatively at Zhane when he places his and Claire's order is wearing a cute bumble bee outfit. She has the little antennas on top of her head and is wearing a black and yellow striped shirt with a frilly skirt to match. She bends over probably more than necessary when getting the scoops for their ice cream. I do my best to hide my smile at his discomfort as he looks around and then finally spots Claire who is looking pretty anrgy arms crossed over her petite yet bulging stomach and feet tapping the linoleum. When she is finished he pays and takes the ice cream she tries to rub his hand but he flinches away and grabs the tray.
The young man who isn't as dressed up as his partner is taking care of the kids while the lady, Emily, was helping Zhane. He just has some pumpkin headband thing on, and seems to be rather embarrassed to be wearing it. When he finally comes to me he gives me a crooked smile, and if I didn't better I'd think he was flirting with me as well, despite the fact that I have four kids with me.
"I'll just get a single scoop of that chocolate fudge brownie in a waffle cone please."
He smiles again and then starts making the order, I glance around and now it's Zhane turn to hide his smile. Though his is a lot easier; after getting back to Claire she had hit his shoulder pretty hard and he gave her a look one would consider to be that of a kicked puppy. When I turn back my order is complete and he gives me the total I pay for it and say thanks as I grab the tray and head over to the other two.
After we all sit down and I hand out the ice cream I take a seat next to Claire.
"He seems nice, kind of cute too." She winks at me with a smile.
Zhane scoffs at her "Uh he is in a relationship too. You can't punch me for some girl flirting with me when I did nothing and then turn around and tell your brother to cheat or whatever."
She rolls her eyes at him, takes a bite of birthday cake flavored ice cream before replying. "I was only joking about him, but you could have at least said something.'
His eyes get big, "what was I supposed to say, uh ma'am if you could please stop trying to have eye sex with me that'd be great my pregnant girlfriend over there is going to kick my ass. No, I couldn't say that so I didn't pay any attention to her, got our stuff and came over here."
She gives him a look and now it's my turn to roll my eyes and laugh.
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"You know Dante if you used your spoon you probably wouldn't get as messy" Abri giggles as she wipes her younger brother clean of the sprinkles and the chocolate mustache. He just shrugs before going to bring the bowel to his face to let it slide into his mouth once more when I notice.
"Dante!" I hiss across the table at him, he looks over to me puts his bowel down with a little bit of a disappointed look before picking up his spoon and digging in. Still getting messy but at least now it's more natural looking.
Abri smiles at me when I look up at her. She's taking small dainty licks like the ever so graceful young lady she is; of her raspberry ice cream in her waffle cone. The boys are sitting on the far side of the table leaning over their bowels of banana splits, yet they are decorated completely different. Dominik's is a mess with globs of chocolate and strawberry syrup flowing over the ice cream rounds and nearly spilling over the sides of the dish. And sprinkles litter the rest of the space with a covering of whip cream and cherries. But upon closer inspection there is a method to the madness if you will. Nothing is too extreme, they all even each other out, much like his father who share the same attitude.
And then there is Dimitri who is an exact mini replica of me except for he looks like his father, while his brother shares my good looks. Dimi's ice cream has the same three scoops of ice cream though his are the same flavor and strawberry syrup cascades over his scoops. Whip cream around the ice cream not on top and sprinkles dot the top layer but are nowhere else and the cherry already gone. His sundae is strong in the syrup department making everything else overlooked.
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After everyone had left to go get ice cream Wesker heads up to his and Chris's bedroom for the time being. P.B follows after whining a little since everyone had left. When Albert sits down on the bed Polar Bear joins him flopping next to him on the bed, and lets out a sigh when he is settled.
"What's got you so down?" Wesker asks him.
Not really expecting an answer he doesn't receive one.
"Your owner is an enigma to me, and I'm an incredibly talented and intelligent man."
Still no response from the dog but a slight nudge to the hand asking to be petted. As Albert's mind as on other things he absent-mindedly does so.
"One second he is overwhelmed with joy, the next he's ready to tear my throat out."
Polar Bear's head lift up at this and tilts to the side in an almost questioning way.
"I just hope it's not the virus fighting for full control over his body and mind. There is no way to know for sure though except for time."
With that P.B hops off the bed and heads to their temporary dresser where a comb sits atop. He jumps up slightly and gently grabs the brush then brings it over to Wesker and places it softly into his lap.
"Hmm not blood but still holds some DNA. Yes I suppose this could work." Wesker grabs the brush and stands up "And since you seem to have all the answers today how do you propose I work? I have no tools here; they wouldn't fit in my luggage" he jokes.
Polar Bear doesn't have an answer this time so he just lays down on the floor with his head over his paws and whines a second in response. Albert bends down to rub his head before standing and fixing his clothing. He heads out of the room and down towards living room.
"I'm sure this man has a lab somewhere."
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After everyone is done eating and we clean Dante once again; this time with tsunami. We head out to the side walk and decide to walk around a bit.
"You know I'm pretty sure there is a park not too far from here if you wanted to head over"
The kids light up when they hear that and I just smile and shrug.
"Sure why not" they cheer and clap as we head down the street.
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It takes nearly fifteen minutes to walk to the park; "Claire I thought you said it was nearby?' I pant slightly, even with the virus the baby takes more energy; setting down Dante who after five minutes declared he was tired and sat down on the ground refusing to move unless he was held. At first we were able to keep them entertained by pointing out the different decorations and watching the ones that moved from the sidewalk. But that only worked for so long before the kids started getting tired of walking. Of course once one wants up they all start to feel the pangs of walking all this distance. Despite the fact that in all actuality I could probably force them to keep walking, with the virus's they all have walking sure doesn't require a lot of energy. But they are just kids still and I'm a part of them says they are tired, so I give in. Two minutes after that Abri started to fall behind not liking this idea very much anymore either so Zhane picks her up. The twins take turns leaning on each other and being over dramatic. Telling the other one has he slowly slides down that he 'can't make it anymore and to continue on without him.' They giggle silently between them and I just roll my eyes with a smirk.
"I'm sorry." She I breathing a little heavy as well and rubbing her belly Zhane helps her to the drinking fountain, keeping her balanced and then gently sits her on the bench. She continues with a shrug "I thought it was closer than this. And you don't have to be so careful with me, I'm not going to break" the latter part directed at Zhane with a gentle smile. He shrugs in response and sits next to her.
But of course once we reach the park the kids have seemed to regained energy and take off clambering up the equipment and sliding down or jumping down from the lower sections. Abri had headed straight to the swings but after Dom and Dimi had nearly begged her to play them she gave in and they started chasing one other while Dante (of course) played in the sand.
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Back at the house Wesker isn't in the living room but the kids rush in any where to go search for him. Dante heads for the stairs with Abri close behind Dominik towards the kitchen And Dimitri to the basement.
"Ah guys? This isn't our place to go running around and opening all the doors. I'm sure he's around here somewhere and he is well aware we are back."
With that they sigh but stop in their tracks and come back towards the living room to sit on the couch. Zhane heads over as well to turn on the television for them.
Claire just laughs at the sight before her and heads to the kitchen to order some pizza. No one has the energy except probably Wesker, to cook. I watch the kids for a second making sure they get settled on the couch and interested in the show before following Claire into the kitchen.
"Hey can I get a cup please?"
"Yeah no problem" she reply's handing me a cup.
She goes into another drawer to pull out a menu giving the name of some pizza joint I don't care enough to read the name of and the reaches for the phone. I fill the cup with water and lean against the counter taking a huge drink, needing to refill it once more and gulping the rest of that down as well before my thirst is quenched. Claire dials the number orders two large cheese pizzas and some mozzarella sticks, telling them that it will be cash she writes down the amount and then hangs up.
A few minutes of amicable silence passes between us, I stare out the window and watch as the wind whirls around a bunch of leaves in her backyard, before I sense more than see that Claire is getting uncomfortable.
"Yes Claire?" I finally ask her. She startles a bit but quickly turns it into determination.
"You two were fighting earlier." I wait for a second to see if she is going to continue because she hadn't asked if we were that was a statement. I panic thinking maybe she had heard me hit him but the look on her face is of fear, more of protection.
"Yeah sorry about that if you guys heard." I reply not really sure what else I'm supposed to say.
"No, no one else had heard I was already upstairs when it was going on. I didn't mean to snoop I just worry about you sometimes. I mean that man was trying to destroy the world not too long ago. I just don't want you to get hurt." She gives me a sheepish look and I just smile and reach out to pull her into a bear hug.
"Claire you're so amazing and especially for taking this all so well. But I'm fine. It was just a minor disagreement that was probably dragged on longer then it had to be. Everything is fine, he's not going to take off and attack a country in a fit of rage." I smile and say jokingly, but I suppose that possibility is always there.
"Father!" Abri exclaims, as Claire and I turn around to see her jump off the couch and rush to greet him.
It seems that being here the kids have become more affectionate. I don't know if it's to fit in or because they are kids and want to do kid things. Either way Wesker gives her a small smile as he reaches down to pick her up followed by a sleepy but still excited Dante. The twins had also looked over from the spot getting smiles but quickly hid them and stayed put. It upsets me slightly that they feel they have to act like that towards him. Wesker notices it too and with his arms full of his other two children walks over to the twins and forces them to either scoot out of the way or get sat on; they opt for the first option. He sits between them with Abri and Dante sitting on his lap and cuddling into his chest while he places his arms on the shoulders of Dominik and Dimitri who let small smiles show as they scoot in closer and all five tune into the television.
I turn back to Claire "That's why it's worth it" I nod my head over to my small but ever growing family seated on the couch. "Because I know he cares, and he seems to working on the whole family means love and care. Not just discipline and never showing affection."
She nods her head with an easy smile and we both head to the living room as well. I sit down on the other side of Dominik and scoot in close. Dom gets up from his spot and motions for me to scoot over I tilt my head to the side and then a gentle tug and Abri smiles pulling again softly so I scoot over and Dominik climbs into my lap and I lay my head down on Wesker's shoulder. Claire sits down on her love seat and Zhane comes back and sits next to her with his arms wrapped around her.
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A half hour later the pizza has arrived and everyone congregates to the kitchen as I help Claire hand out plates and glasses for milk. Dimitri helps cut up Dante's pizza into smaller bites, while Dominik helps Abri reach for a slice of the cheesiest piece she thinks there is. After everyone else has settled into the meal and is drinking, we make small talk and everything is easy going even Wesker participates in amicable activity.
The rest of the evening passes with ease the kids take baths or showers get their pajamas on and make the rounds of saying goodnight before heading to bed. Claire looks extremely tired so she also retires for the night leaving Wesker, Zhane and I in the living room. We sit on the couch not saying anything, just enjoying the calm air and around us.
Wesker speaks first "I've discovered something while you were gone" I look over to him so he can finish, he glances down quickly before looking over to me.
"What have you discovered?" I ask, Zhane and I both staring at him now.
"Well I had to go back to our place, the tests aren't complete yet so I won't know fully until we get back home." I squint my eyes while he talks, I no doubt am wearing a confused look because he nods once and continues.
"I think the G and T virus is trying to attain full control. Which would explain the sudden aggression. There might be other symptoms that we aren't fully aware of at the moment."
I close my mouth not even realizing I had opened it. Most likely in an attempt to ask what he meant. But I just shake my head and look to Zhane to see if he heard the same thing. He is just as confused.
"I've already been thru this with Birkin. You're telling me that now it's just going to happen on its own? He already screwed with me so much. Made me almost kill my own kids! And this time the only person that will be responsible is me. Oh and let's not forget I'll probably end like everyone else who thought they could rule the world, infect themselves, turn into some horrible monstrosity. Maybe grow some tentacles and start tearing down the city? What if I lose my cool the same way I did earlier with you with one of the kids? I mean I almost killed the once what's to stop me this time? I don't see any other option but to –to..."
The words fail to come out and at this point I'm standing; by the way Zhane looks he seems not exactly frightened but unsure of the situation. I'm breathing heavily and quickly glance in the mirror I look down at my fists and notice they are clenched and then a flash back darts into place: He raises his fists up since he has no other weapon to choose from. The licker shoots out its tongue and Chris by some odd and miraculous force (he thinks) he catches the tongue and rips it out of the monster. Blood shoots out and it back away in pain, Chris closes his eyes and then an evil smirk crosses his face and when his eyes re-open they are aqua and purple color. I put a hand up to my face and attempt to wipe it away I remember fighting the licker, fighting for my memories and I remember looking in that mirror, I remember when I had lost control and seeing how I looked. And I remember that I was terrified of myself. I open my eyes not sure exactly what I'm going to see in the mirror; everything seems normal my chest is going up and down in a calm manner, my body isn't buzzing with energy and my eyes… my eyes are their natural color. I look back at Wesker as he starts to talk.
"I'm not sure, it's not definite. But no, if that was growing to happen; if you were going to mutate that would have happened when you were first injected. And yes I understand Birkin had unleashed it by making you forget everything else. He had turned you into the basis of primal mentalities. This isn't exactly the same thing. No I believe that you would just go crazy in a sense and then… terrorize everyone. But like I've said I've started running tests it's not a for sure thing and the kids wouldn't be in danger I'd make sure of that. "
I let out a non-happy laugh "So let's say that happens. I go… nuts start attacking people spread the dise-"
"That won't happen." Zhane finally interjects. "If caught early enough, if what he is saying is true. I'm sure there is some way that we can fix it. Besides this has got to be something dif-" Wesker shoots a hand up to stop Zhane, he stumbles over his next word before he is able to stop. But I interject before Wesker is able to.
"… I need I.S."
They sit there and silently stare at me, both with confused looks. Zhane turns to Wesker, but he doesn't have the answer right away. So Zhane finally asks "What or who is iz?"
"Not I z iz, i.s I.S; it's an acronym he so loving gave to his alter ego." He answers Zhane and faces me. "How is that supposed to help?"
Zhane nods and speaks before I have the chance to "Oh that's right you told me about that thing when you first found out you were pregnant. Drove to my house demanded I help you." I just shake my head.
"I don't know, but he was there when I became infected, helped lock the other half up. And when I was captured by Birikin I didn't have him and lost all control. Look I don't know I'm the closest thing to a real live Hulk. That's basically what you are telling me, that if the wrong thing sets me off I'm going to turn and most likely not be able to come back from that. But I.S he'd be able to control it. I'm sure of it."
"Even if that was true, you don't have him anymore, and it's not like some microchip inside your head or some type of medication I can give you to have that back. He's gone."
The room falls silent once more, the TV drones in the background.
"He's not entirely gone" I say after a while, I take in a breath and continue "He went dormant in one of the boys (A/N: For the life of me I can't remember nor can I find it by scanning which one of the boys I have given I.S to or if I even actually wrote it because I was fairly certain I had written an epilogue but maybe not I'm not sure anymore hah. So my bad if this is the wrong boy) I believe. I only heard about it a few times and then nothing. But I have no idea how that would even remotely help me out…"
"I.S to me, sounds like a parasite. Like an actual thing that most likely lived in your brain. But once you got pregnant something changed I'm not entirely sure, but we might be able to get him out." Zhane says this half to himself and half to us. He stares off and I'm assuming is starting to think of other options.
"I'm not lobotomizing my children." I say but Zhane doesn't hear me, and right before Wesker is able to provide a solution that very moment Dominik comes down the stairs looking sleepy but determined as he makes his way to the couch.
"If you want him back daddy you can have him." He holds out his hand and I'm not entirely sure what to do. Looking into his reddish-orange eyes, I can tell he is scared and Dominik is not usually the one to let that show if he is. He has Wesker's attitude; that self-confidence and the smarts Because of that he feels he has to be just like him. So to see him look distraught it breaks my heart.
"I don't understand bud? How is a handshake going to 'give him' to me?"
"Well if Zhane is correct, I.S being a parasite as well as self-aware you could very well transfer it by blood…"
I nod my head slowly understanding, "but I'm not going to cut my child repeatedly till the process takes. And we can't forgot I'm pregnant again. Which means even if I got him back for now he could unlock or whatever and attach to the baby.
"Dad I'll be fine, I don't want you to be sick anymore. And I.S says if he gets back this time he stays. He'll be able to bond easier if you let him." He has the sincerest look upon hi face when he says that to me. And then it hits me.
"I.S talked to you?"
"Sort of, it's more of this feeling I get. It's like there is something else inside that doesn't quite belong and he knows it as well."
"And besides Christopher we're not savages a simple blood sample should do the trick."
I shake my head "no that wouldn't work because he's not liquid form he is solid I guarantee it. This is going to require a lot more than a simple blood transfusion.
At that very second Dom grabs my hand cuts it neatly and so fine that blood doesn't even bubble for a couple seconds enough time to cut his palm as well. He winces slightly and heart aches before I can even do anything to stop him. He grabs my cut hand and his and pushes them together, squints his eyes and if I focus I can hear him chanting under his breath "please work. Please work. Please work. I can't lose him again. Just get better."
I squeeze his hand tighter but I can already feel the cuts healing, when I'm about to pull away immense pain shoots up my arm and through my body I barely contain the scream that wants to rip its way out my throat. Nothing comes out, I try to focus on my son to make sure he is ok but my vision swims and right before everything goes black.
'Hey baby face, I've missed you.'
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The next morning I wake up with the worst headache I've ever had. In fact it feels like I'm hung over the sun is too bright, noises to loud, even touching my face almost drives me to nausea. I lie still for a bit letting my senses calm down reign them in. It's almost like the first time I was infected, had to learn how to tune things out and filter out the light. Once I regain enough control I push myself slowly out of bed and sit on the edge. This is the first time I notice I'm alone and by the looks of the folded side of the bed he either never came to bed or left rather early.
I slowly stand up but then everything swims so I sit back down.
"What the hell happened last night?" I go through all the events slowly and then I remember Dominik and me, the cuts. I look down to my hand but of course there is no wound.
"I.S?" I can't tell myself if I'm calling for him or wondering about him, either way there isn't a reply.
"Did that even happen?" I attempt to get up slower this time, and happen to finally notice my stomach which has gotten significantly bigger than before. I sigh 'not again, can't this be half-way normal?'
That's when the door open's softly giving way to a very fit and lean man; wearing nothing but a towel around the waist and one over his head as he dries his hair. His biceps bulge slightly as he runs the towel over his hair swishing it back and forth. And the first time in a long time I'm pretty aroused.
'Wow, really this is the first time in a while?'
I lose my train of thought and expression goes blank, Wesker still not noticing I'm up continues to dry off his body.
'I.S?'
'Yeah? Who else would it be? I must tell you it sure is good to be back.' He takes control and lifts my hands up bringing them closer and then twirling the fingers. I pull control back and clench my fists bringing them back down to my sides.
'Relax, relax. You're all in control bud, I'm here simply for moral support. Oh yeah, and to save your life once again.'
Though my lips don't twitch I can hear the smirk in his words.
'Shut-up, to be honest if there was any other way I'd have rather gone that route.' I snarl back, my ass-ier side doesn't have time to answer back when Wesker notices I'm awake but according to the quirked eyebrow, and still in a towel leaning over the side of the dresser like that isn't helping my concentration. He's most likely been staring at me in the reflection of the mirror for a bit. Might've even asked something.
'Are you okay.'
'What?'
Can most definitely feel the eye roll probably also did it. 'That's what he asked; if you weren't so busy staring at his ass you would've noticed.'
This time I bring my hands up to my face and rub the sleep out my eyes as well and to break away from I.S.
"Christopher?" He has the slight hint of annoyance, the man doesn't like to repeat himself.
"Yes, fine, I'm good everything is good." I quickly reply wincing at how confusing that all sounded.
I open my eyes again and he has resumed getting dressed. I get off the bed heading towards the door, deciding I'll change after I take a quick shower.
"Looking rather large Chris, I thought B.S.A.A agents were supposed to keep in top shape?"
I whip around to face him and shoot him a glare. He stares for another second before giving a small nod of approval. I roll my eyes and continue on my way towards the bathroom. I close the door, turn on the water just right so it's hot but won't sear off my flesh give it a couple seconds before hopping in. In mid-strip I stop and look at the mirror, 'Why are you so important to me. I was honestly thinking that was a shot in the dark. But I feel balanced now, whole I guess'
'Because baby face, we're the same. Even if by definition I'm the alter ego, you still need me. You know people who have traumatic experiences, create a different person that that bad thing happened to, so it wasn't them that was abused or raped or what have you; it was the alter ego.'
'For a parasite you seem pretty worldly.' I raised an eyebrow at him.
'Not exactly a parasite, I'm you just not completely attached I suppose. Hey, it's like Uroboros! You remember the first time you saw it some guy was shoving it down another guys throat? He then transformed into something bad. Well that's the easiest way I can describe what I am. Anyway I'm not entirely sure how we got separated in the first place. Something with those kids man, but congrats I see you can't keep our legs closed.' He winks at me with a sly smile. 'To go back to your statement, I know what you know, and then some. You've read cases on that before, seen shows and heard cop stories. Like I said alter ego we're practically one and the same'
I notice the steam covering the mirror and finish getting undressed and hop in.
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Wesker walks down the stairs heading towards the kitchen he has to pass through the living room, notices that Abri and Zhane are huddled closely over some game on the coffee table; chess. She looks up briefly gives him one of her radiant smiles.
"How's dad?"
"He should be just fine. In the shower right now." A look of relief flows across her face and then looks back down at the game making quick work of one of Zhane's knights. He doesn't seemed all that surprise when it happens even though he was fairly certain it was well protected.
"I'm fairly certain it's I.S. that speeds up his pregnancy more than anything. The body already thinks a fetus is a foreign object that needs to vacate the body. So while they are both inside they are fighting for dominance. So, I.S. triggers something inside to make things go faster."
"Oook, w-w-why are you telling me this. Is he giving birth right now?"
He quirks an eyebrow with a bemused expression, "No, he's just a little rounder then earlier." With that said he continues into the kitchen and spots all three boys helping their aunt Claire with something rather messy.
"Look father, we're making hand print molds!" Dante says excitedly holding his still drying hand print. The molding material seems to be everywhere on this boy. In his hair a spot dried on his nose cheeks are speckled with little hard clay drops.
"Dante Lukas, you could find dirt in a bathtub." His father says gently as he scoops him up and carries him to the sink to clean his face off.
Dimitri and Dominik are placing their hands now into their own molds, as Claire helps them carefully take them out she then etches their names underneath and the age.
"There. We are creating memories" She laughs lightly and smiles at the boys. Who smile back and giggle lightly. They hop off their chairs and keep their hands in the air so as not to touch anything else and get it covered in the cement like material.
Wesker carefully scrubs his youngest son's face who wears a huge grin and keeps trying to contort his body over to the running water. Wesker manages to hold his wiggling son and clean him off at the same time. Once he's done he brings him over to the counter grabs a rag and dots the water off his face. Dante just giggles again and scoots to hop off, Wesker helps him down. Turning around to help his mini-me up to the sink he carefully and calmly scrubs his hands clean. After him its mini Chris's turn.
Once they are all cleaned and Claire has put up the homemade art so it can safely dry out of Dante's reach. They head to the living room the boys taking P.B and head outside to the backyard. Abri and Zhane still bent over their game of chess.
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I turn the shower off and wring my hands through my hair to pull the excess water off before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around my waist. I grunt a little when I notice it barley fits because of the baby.
'You only have yourself to blame.'
'I'm not the only one, it takes two to tango. And besides had you still been in the picture I'd have been getting knocked up all the time.'
I dry my hair off and exit the bathroom, and head back to my temporary room and get dressed.
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Fifteen minutes later and I'm heading down the stairs. Which is about the same time I notice that is very difficult to maneuver with nearly twenty extra pounds. I manage to get myself downstairs with no further problems. I walk into the living room and all who are present- except Wesker- inhales deeply when they see me.
Claire bobbles herself over to me, she herself is a little over five months. (A/N: Okay so back tracking in my stories they are talking about getting married and in four months but she is got pregnant in May if I'm correct and if I read over correctly. So he is like a month behind her normally.)
"Christopher look at you!" She squeals and I wince slightly at the sound.
"Claire I looked the same yesterday, maybe slightly bigger but nothing major."
I glance around the room and catch Wesker's eyes who look amused.
"What?" I look down but I can't exactly see why they all look so wide-eyed.
"Chris you look like about ready to burst." She beams at me.
Abri has a huge smile and then claps her hands. She stands up and runs over to me hugging me. "Yay!" I hug her back and smile at her.
When I look back up I remember what Claire had just said. "What?" I'm sure my eyes are huge as I look around the room, Zhane nods his head in confirmation.
"Really!? Awe c'mon this is unbelievable. I don't even know the sex of the baby. Nothing is ready"
"Don't worry daddy we'll help with everything. And there is nothing to worry about father can find anything we need no matter the time constraint." She says while beaming.
"Thank you hun" I'm just able to bend down and reach the top of her head for a kiss.
"Blame I.S., only one of them can stay. It's detrimental to everyone's health when all three of you are in the same body." Wesker says simply as he turns to head out of the living room and into the kitchen.
'Before you start jumping to conclusions you and the tyke are safe. For the time, I'd give it a week maybe two before anything major will happen. On a happier note I can tell you the gender.'
'How can you know and not I? You just made some big speech about how we're practically one, and how you can't know something unless I already do'
I head towards the kitchen after Wesker, Claire and Zhane trailing behind me. I sit at the table and sigh.
'Yeah well this is different I'm more aware of what goes on in our body then you. So do you want to know?'
Wesker is at the sink staring out the window watching the boys play around in the yard. Jumping in the leave piles they have made, Dante is sitting in the middle of pile throwing the leaves up and trying to catch them with his mouth. Wesker makes a hmf sound and then turns around.
"When do you want to do this? I figure we only have a week time span before things get bad. If we do it early enough we shouldn't have any complications except the short window of time to cut move everything and then get the baby."
I nod at Wesker and absent-mindedly drum my fingers on the table. Abri comes in to the kitchen now lightly skipping. She stops in front of me places her small hands on my face, leans in and kisses me on the nose.
"Don't worry." She gives me a quick smile before heading outside with her brothers.
"Well how soon can you get another crib? Dante still uses his."
"I already have Krauser on top of it."
"What is he your lackey or something?" Claire asks
"Or something" is his response.
"What about the house Albert? I mean sure we can squeeze this one into a room. But I'm so far from my family, and work…"
I can tell he is mulling over his answer; his lips purse just the tiniest and he knits his brow together.
He lets a breath. "The only way we could stay here and be safe is to buy a plot of land in a secluded place. But we'd have to build our own place. That means land contractors, carpenters, supplies... That could take months maybe even longer."
"You're kidding right?"
"What? Do you think I can just whip up some fancy place in the woods furnished, cleaned and livable?"
Zhane gives him a quizzical look "Uh yeah, I have no doubt that there are places out there. In fact I'm sure Umbrella has some forgotten buildings that could be renovated into a home."
Wesker shoots him a glare.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. First off how do you know that? And secondly I don't want my niece and nephews living in old Umbrella facility. Where only God knows what went down in there."
"Which is why I never offered those places." Albert states.
"It was never a testing facility, it's an abandoned warehouse. Not even that really." Zhane trails off when he sees we are all staring at him with confusion.
"It's… it's where I took you."
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Alright guys that's the end of this chapter I hope it's been worth the long awaited return. I was really trying to make this at least 10,000 words but I was just shy. Any way if there are mistakes in the story line I'm sorry was trying to read back in chapters and then apply it to this part. Also if there are spelling mistakes I apologize for those as well and hopefully it doesn't ruin the story. This took me about four or so days to write which will probably be the usual. So yadda yadda yadda. Again I am sorry that it took me this long to get it out I hope you all enjoy ^_^