Growing up as a RedfieldWesker

by black heart bleeding

Dimitri and Dominik are now five, their parents still fight, they are home-schooled and they have to survive birthday parties,kids and growing up. Chris and Wesker have problems with old and new friends. T-for cuss words.

30. Ahchoo, Bless you

Achoo. Bless You

Thank you all for the reviews and I'm glad you enjoyed that last chapter. I didn't like how I ended that chapter, I wanted to write more but I was stuck and I wanted to get it out for you guys ^_^ Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own Zhane and the kids, everything else is Capcom.

Warnings: language, male/male, mpreg.

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Claire and I are staring at him; Wesker has his eyes closed and a hand up to his brow. Claire's face turns in to anger.

"Why would you offer that place?"

Zhane raises his hands "Wait, calm down. I didn't mean it like that." He walks over to Claire. She glares at him but doesn't say anything. "What I meant was there are places like that around here. But they've been abandoned for years. Completely harmless, nothing has ever happened in them. They aren't facilities, they're houses, with bunkers underneath. They were built for the scientists, so they could still live within human parameters but not be easily gotten to; But they were left when Umbrella started focusing on the viruses. Look if you don't believe me ask Wesker."

I glance over at Wesker to see if he'll confirm it. He just sighs.

"Listen yes, I'm aware of their existence, and yes he is correct about there being no activity in them. Regardless I'm not going to make that my home." He turns to face Zhane "and why are you pushing this so hard?" If I hadn't been watching closely I would not have caught the quick look Wesker shoots Zhane.

Claire glares at the both of them waiting for his answer.

"Claire wants her older brother back, she wants to see her niece and nephews grow up. Plus, Chris wants to move back as well, I was just giving you options. And okay probably not the best choices." He tilts his head in an apologetic manner.

I just shake my head "Fine. I've got a question though, how could the B.S.A.A not even know about these places? They were practically in my back yard. Are you sure nothing is going on?"

Albert smirks "If the B.S.A.A knew about them and didn't tell you, that's a concern to take up with them. But I'm sure they'll give you some bullshit line about how they didn't know about them or it was none of your concern. I know I would." He gives his patented I'm-better-then-you look, softens it just a bit when he adds "Don't go looking for trouble, I'm sure nothing is going on."

I absently nod my head when I.S. interjects his ever amusing thoughts.

'We'll be fine, just sit back and let him figure all this out, baby face '

The group has resumed talking amongst themselves, mostly I can hear Claire berating Zhane and questioning what's going on. I'm not too worried though, the kids harmless and 10-1 odds that Claire could still kick his; and not just because he's a wimp, but because he wouldn't hurt her and he's ultimately too nice of a guy.

I try and give I.S. a mental glare 'why do you call me that? It's not like I wake up every morning and say that in the mirror, in fact I don't think that thought has ever crossed my mind.'

'Oh, hah, yeah that. Your kids, the one who looks exactly like you. And since the facial features are pretty much spot on, you have a baby face. Don't fret most girls, well for you, guys find it attractive.'

I can feel the mischievous look he is attempting, I let out an exasperated sigh and rub my face both in annoyance and to hide the grin he is attempting. 'You are impossible'

He shrugs, and I let out another internal groan, thank the heavens my family has a general idea of what I'm dealing with, but still the lack of control I have over my body is and always has been unnerving.

'How am I supposed to relax when you take over my body whenever you feel like it? First off; and secondly I'm not some little house on the prairie house wife. I can take care of myself and protect my family just as well as he can.' I give another mental glare.

I.S. gives me an eye roll. 'Fine, I can understand that, but he can also get things done in a different manner far better connections as well. Now you need to relax about those houses because if they were home to anything remotely dangerous don't you think they would have attacked by now? You heard Zhane 'abandoned for years' Wesker confirmed that.'

I'm under the assumption that he is finished but his mischievous grin returns. 'But, I suppose if you're worried we could always go and check it out, just to make sure of course.' He says the last part with mock seriousness.

This is the first time I can recall that I.S. wants to go against Wesker, every time in the past he has stopped me from doing any harm to him or others he finds non- threating and now he is encouraging me to go against said man. 'Ok well there is a couple problems with that suggestion, number one reason I'm pregnant, practically sitting on top of my due date. I can't go rushing into anything dangerous. And I don't need you to give me ideas, suggestions or attempt to over-ride my control. Besides as far as I can remember we weren't supposed to go against Wesker hmm? Which I can recall, in detail, the numerous times you made me submit to him like a dog! So, if I wanted to go look I wouldn't need you to allow me to.' This time I sigh out loud and decide to continue my mini rant. 'You don't know anything more then you are letting on do you? Because I didn't think that was possible and I'll know if you're lying'

'Oh, wow mister grouchy, feeling a little defensive are we?' I don't respond and the headache that I was trying so hard to dissuade, promptly and firmly takes residence in my head. 'Look I wasn't saying right this minute hop on a bike and head out there.' I can feel the dead pan look he's giving me, this time internally. 'And I know you think something is up, even if it has nothing to do with Wesker or Zhane. That's how we function, I'm the more risky side I'll admit but I also know when to keep you in check. The only reason I over-ride your body is to protect us. That is, ultimately my only drive, is to keep you alive and therefore me as well.'

"Christopher?"

The sound of my name brings me back to the external conversation going on in front of me. Wesker is staring at me with a quizzical expression.

"Huh?"

"You've been zoning for the past five minutes." Claire is the one to answer.

"Oh, yeah sorry, just, just thinking." Claire accepts the answer not completely sure if she bought it. But she exits the room without any questions. Zhane follows her after a beat.

"They are a strange couple" Wesker says more to himself then me.

I look over at him and give him an are-you-kidding look.
-"Yes, I suppose we aren't one to judge."

"I wasn't judging, that was all you." I huff out as I attempt to push myself out of the chair. Which normally wouldn't trouble me but I'm unable to get a good grip on her quirky chairs.

Wesker shrugs it off before walking over to help pull me up. When I'm standing my bump is lightly pressed against his lower chest/abdomen area. He smirks, while his eyes pulse for a millisecond and then his hand is behind my neck pulling me to his face, and kissing me. All in the span of like three seconds. I give in and kiss him back and we stand there in Claire's kitchen making out like a couple of teenagers, until I regain my senses. I pull away with a soft pop.

I shut my eyes while I stumble over the words I'm trying to say "Uh, we- we can't – not. Claire is right in the other room, I don't think she'd appreciate me making out in the middle of her kitchen." I joke with him another soft peck and I pull away.

I look to the window and all four of the kids are throwing the leaves up in the air and running under them, huge smiles on their faces.

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The rest of the day passes with no problems, it's nearing 5:30 and Wesker had left pretty much right after the kitchen incident; so nine maybe nine: thirty and he hasn't been back yet. And to top it all off I have no idea where he went.

I sat my three boys down after they came in, I really didn't have to tell them I was going to have the baby soon, but I explained the best that I could as to why it happened so fast.

"Oh, I guess that makes sense, isn't that what happened with us?" Dimitri asks.

"Yeah something like that kiddo." I ruffle his hair affectionately. "But everything is going to be fine, we're more prepared this time, know what to expect."

Him and Dominik nod at me before going over to Zhane and asking him to play a game. Dominik looks back at me when Zhane agrees, to ask me.

"Yeah give me a sec" I tell him.

Dante took a nap earlier and is no sitting on the floor while Claire sits in a chair and rolls a ball to him, he's been gentle which makes me happy because was the one I was sure going to be have to be reminded daily to control his abilities. I smile at them and then follow Zhane and the boys to the kitchen. They put the board game on the table and I see that they picked Yahtzee. I'm a little surprised but pleased, oldie but goody.

I sit down at the table as Zhane hands out pens and the pieces of paper.

"Do you guys know how to play?" I ask them.

"I understand the goal of the game is to get the most points" Dominik answers, his brother almost continuing the thought

"You put the dice in the cup shake it up and roll them out, hopefully they give you good numbers."

I nod my head and wear an expression of approval, "Well alright, let's get started. Who wants to go first?"

"Ah, let Zhane go first, give him a chance to at least try to keep up with us." Dominik gives him a patented Wesker smirk.

Zhane makes a face of –oh-haha-so-funny-I-forgot-to-laugh, but grabs the dice and puts them in the cup none the less. He shakes the cup and lets the dice fall; he gets two twos, a one and two fives. He shrugs and picks up the twos and one. Shakes, and rolls again; he gets a three this time and two ones. His face gets a little sullen and rolls his last roll; he gets one five this time. Dominik snickers, and Dimitri offers him a "good roll. He tallies his score and hands the cup to Dimitri who is sitting next to him.

Dimitri fairs far better one he makes a small straight in two turns, writing the score down and handing the cup to me. I shake the cup and roll. Three ones a five and a three land. "Way to start out" Zhane jokes, I'll let it slide since the boys give him such a hard time. Rolling again nothing better and then the third roll leaves me with just three ones. Once its Dom's turn, he smiles, grabs the dice, shakes the cup for a good two minutes before finally rolling them out.

"Unbelievable!" Zhane says exasperated.

I glance down and Dom has rolled a large straight.

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An hour later, still sitting around the table playing a game, Claire has come into the kitchen. She and Abri are making dinner, I get up to help since I already know I lost. Dante is sitting on the floor playing with P.B. who lets him pull at him and lightly tap him on the head. Dominik is in the lead and its Zhane's turn. Dominik is already wearing a smile. He picks up the cup and plops the dice inside, he shakes it a few times and rolls them out. The look on his face is pretty amusing as he watches them flip a couple of times before stopping.

Zhane shoots up startling everyone.

"YES! I did it, I beat you! WOO! You can't win them all." He has a huge grin on his face and lets out a slight laugh. He looks around the room, I lift an eyebrow but remain silent.

"It's just a game Zhane. And they are children, do you know what's worse than a sore loser a sour winner." Claire lightly shakes her head at him.

Dominik hasn't stopped staring at the dice.

"Dom, it was just a game. Let it go." Dimitri tries to reason with him.

He doesn't get a chance to reply because at that moment Wesker is walking through the door and his demeanor is not pleasant. He walks briskly into the house and straight upstairs never saying or word or even looking in the direction of the kitchen

The kids all wear similar expressions; confusion, worry, and hurt. "Everything is fine, you know how he gets when he is moody. He's throwing a fit, perfect example of how not to act children." I give them a smile and a wink and everything is fine. Claire turns back to cooking over the stove and whatever it is it smells delicious.

When I finally reach the room I open the door a tad harsh "What the he-"

I'm interrupted by a mouth over mine and hands on either side of my face. The proximity of this becomes difficult while pregnant. Causing Wesker to have to stand on his toes to get what he wants. He moans quietly and I'm tempted to give in but then I remember the reason I came up. Pushing him back I ask him "why the hell did you come back like that? Where have you be-"

I stop catching site of the slightly unkempt hair, the small but now noticeable tear on his shirt sleeve. I scan over his whole body, dirt smudged everywhere, dried blood under his nails and I force him to sit down on the bed.

He grunts but doesn't show any other signs of stopping me.

"Where the hell were you, and what happened?"

I go to one of bags and pull out some alcohol wipes, you never be too cautious. I sit down next to him and tell him to take his jacket off.

"Stop, Christopher. There is no need to mother me, I'm fine and perfectly capable of taking care of myself." I just roll my eyes and tug at his jacket.

"Either you help me or I'll rip it. Besides you take care of me all the time." He removes his jacket without any more protest and I roll up his sleeve past the rip near the shoulder. And there is a gash not big but deep, and though it isn't infected it doesn't look right.

"Wes…?" I bring the wipe up to the cut and start to clean it, he doesn't make a motion that it hurts but this isn't right.

"Don't do that."

I pull away thinking now it hurts, "No, my name don't shorten my last name. If you must do it then do it to my first."

"Oh, sorry. Look there is this cut on your bicep, and well I guess that's it, there's a cut and there shouldn't be because your body should heal yourself. So now I'm going to ask you again. Where the hell have you been, and what were you doing?"

"Everything is fine, alright I took care of it."

"Wow, you still are just as evasive as ever. But I'm not your subordinate, I'm not going to be satisfied with that answer."

He gives a low chuckle, "You never quite listened when you were anyway." He sighs "Don't freak out… Those bunkers that Zhane was talking about earlier… There was something there, something I've never encountered before. But its fine everything is fine so none of your heroics."

"What. The. Hell. Both of you said to my face that they were safe that nothing was wrong and I shouldn't worry."

"You shouldn't have to worry we were telling the truth. Chris…"

I look back at him and let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding. I lean into him and hug him, He doesn't hug back but doesn't push me away either.

"So, what about your arm? What is the deal with that?" He snakes his arm around the back of my neck.

"I'll be fine, whatever it was that cut me has some type of toxin, it slows done my regeneration. And yes it will be back to normal in a few days, just in time for Halloween most likely."

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3:00AM

I'm pulled out of my slumber by a dull but continuous pain in my abdomen. I look down and the baby is moving around wildly feet kicking and sliding around inside. But I know that's not the painful part I turn to Wesker and shake him awake.

He rolls over giving his back to me. Oh man the pain is getting worse.

"Albert!" I yell his name and this time jab him with my elbow while I hold my stomach.

He grunts and then sits up "What are you going on about?"

"Uh, I'm pretty sure it's… happening right… now" I say between breaths as the contractions get stronger.

He shoots up and is down the hall before I even know what is happening. In within seconds Zhane and Wesker are back and they are rushing around.

"Alright, they uh Scalpel and things you are going to need are in the basement. I'll go get them you just stay here and, uh yeah." He rushes out and I can hear his feet pound down the stairs as he rushes to get the things needed. I'm not sure what else is going on, I know I hear Claire's voice and kids talking. Wesker is standing next to me and talking to me but I can't understand him.

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Zhane comes back into the room and Wesker the tools he needs to get the baby out.

Claire looks worried "Why is he in so much pain I thought you guys said everything was fine and this wouldn't be a problem." Wesker is busy cleaning the off the incision area and helping Chris to calm down. Abri looks scared as she hold Dante; Dimitri and Dominik haven't even stepped in from the hallway.

Zhane turns around and looks at everybody, "It is alright I promise you nothing is wrong. Look why don't you guys head down to the living room while we do this, in a few minutes time your new addition will be here healthy and fine."

Claire nods and grabs Abri's hand and leads her out of the room, the boys follow. Zhane heads back over to Wesker and he is about to make the cut.

"You have something to hold the baby in after I get it out?"

"Yeah I have towel here I'm ready"

Wesker makes a quick nod and turns back around to Chris, his face isn't quite anguished but also isn't skipping through a field of daises. He take a deep breath, steady's his hand and makes a small cut large enough to get in quickly and grab the baby. Makes quick time of the organs and finally grabs the baby. Once outside it still hasn't made a sound and Wesker hands it over to Zhane who, cleans out the mouth and nose, and then its little lungs let out a shrill cry and relief floods over the two scientists. Chris gives a warm smile and Zhane brings the baby over after wrapping it carefully in the towel.

He smiles down at his newest addition and the baby smiles back up at him.

"She's beautiful" Wesker says to him with a fond smile placed on his lips as he looks down at the happy and healthy baby girl.

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About fifteen minutes later and all the kids, with, Claire clamber up the stairs to see the baby. Abri is the first to reach the door, she smiles and tiptoes in. The little girl is asleep in my arms after having ate almost six ounces. She rests her hands on the side of the bed as she stretches up to see over my arms.

"You have a sister" I tell her quietly and smile, her face immediately beams with joy and she runs back to the hallway.

"IT'S A GIRL!" She yells excitedly and then I can hear three distinct sets of feet come dashing up the hallway and into my room. Claire isn't as fast but she manages to not be completely left behind.

The three boys come line up around the bed like Abri earlier and Dante has to pull himself up on top in order to see anything. The baby has a huge yawn as she stretches and blearily opens her eyes to meet her new family. Abri coos and looks lovingly on her, the twins wear equal expressions of joy. Dante seems mesmerized by how tiny she is.

Claire makes her way into the room and stands behind to look at her newest niece.

"She is absolutely gorgeous, just like her older sister." Claire squeezes Abri's shoulder and gives her a warm smile.

"Do you guy even have any names considered?"

"Ryleigh Serenity" I say.

She smiles again "Perfect"

I smile and look over all of my family in the room and realize that Wesker left shortly after we had discussed the name. Zhane sees my wondering look and points out the hall and then makes a discrete motion of being sick. I give him an are-you-serious- expression. Wesker being sick, I've never heard of it, in all the time I've known him. Zhane nods and then gives me the universal motion for I don't know why.

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A few hour later and the excitement has died down, pretty much due to the fact that they sort of just passed back out. Claire made Zhane put together Dante's old playpen and Ryleigh is fast asleep in that. Claire and Zhane as well have returned to bed, but Wesker still seems to be occupying the upstairs bathroom. Though I must say I'm quite surprised at how quite he is, if he is in fact puking. I get out of bed and stretch my arms and legs, even bend over and not have to bend my knees. I do the simple things being pregnant prevents for a few more seconds, being quiet and cautious. I stealthily exit our temporary bedroom and pad down to the bathroom. Yeah still no sounds of sickness, I tap on the door softly and wait a second. When there is no answer I try the knob, it turns so I carefully open the door. When there is no resistance I know he isn't lying on the floor hurt but I'm still worried because he wouldn't want anyone to see him weak or anything.

Well he isn't hunched over the toilet but his back is against the wall and his head hangs between his legs. The shirt he was wearing to bed is off and crumpled in the corner.

"Al, are you alright?" I walk in and kneel down next to him. He is damp but I can hear him breathing and he isn't shivering.

"What do I do I.S.?" I whisper out loud as I try to get Wesker to respond.

'Well I think it would be wise to get him to the bed, unless of course he is still going to be sick. So in that case I'm not sure, but what about that cut that he received on his arm?

I reach over and grab his arm to examine the wound. 'It doesn't look any better, but it's also isn't any worse.'

'Hmm'

"Albert Wesker, what are you doing?"

"Trying… to sleep." He mumbles out but I can still hear the annoyance in his tone.

I roll my eyes "In the bathroom? What's wrong? If this is because of the wound you received earlier you didn't mention this was going to happen."

He grunts, slowly drags his head up. His face looks ashen and the color of his eyes which are normally fiery and vibrant are now dull.

"I'm fine, I've already mentioned this. Just go back to bed." His a flash of nausea hits his face and he lurches to the toilet. Head buried in the bowel and body trying to heave out anything, but to no avail. I lean over to touch him and he lets out a ragged breath. "Get … out"

I bring my hand back up and stand, I don't want to leave him but I'd probably just be more of hindrance I suppose or at least that's how Wesker seems to feel. I still haven't made up my mind when Ryleigh starts to cry. I sigh at his back and walk back to my room.

"Oh, baby you're okay, shh it's going to be fine. Are you hungry?" I pick up her small body and bring her to my chest. Swaying lightly as I talk to her and grab the formula to make her a bottle. Once she finishes eating I burp her and lay her back down. I crawl into bed exhaustion all of sudden sets in and I'm asleep before I hit the pillow.

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A few hours later, I'm not fully rested but I can't seem to stay asleep. I glance up to check on the baby who is still fast asleep and fine. Looking over to the other side and see Wesker has climbed into bed. Still damp, and his head is leaning over the side of the bed, but his body seems more relaxed which is hopefully a good sign. In the midst of looking upon him he starts to stir and not so graciously tosses over to his back. His hands are rubbing his face and I can him trying to breathe through his nose in an attempt to keep his stomach from revolting against him.

"How can I help you?" I whisper so as not to disturb him or the baby.

Again he grunts in response, lays there for another second before removing his hands and looking at me.

"Well I can definitely see why you are the mother. You seem to enjoy being a care taker. But I must decline your offer, I'm not a child therefore do not require your assistance."

"Fine." I get out of bed and walk over to the dresser, grab a shirt and step into my pants on the floor and head out the door.

"Stop… Come here." Wesker asks.

"You are worse than a girl with this flip-flopping all over the place. All I was looking to do was to try to help you and make you feel better." I say in a harsh whisper.

He extends out his arm waves his fingers at me to come over. I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out my nose. I step closer to him and he pulls me with remarkable strength while being sick; over him and back to my side of the bed. I let out a hmpf as I land softly next to him. Ryleigh starts to move, we hold our breaths, but she settles back into sleep.

"I wasn't meaning to be an ass, I simply think you shouldn't need to take care of me, especially after having a child." He says softly against my neck once he has buried his face in it. His arms are encircling me and the rhythmic feel of his heart against my back and his breath against my neck lulls me back into slumber.

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Later that day Wesker is back in the bathroom either sitting on the floor or over the toilet, he won't let me fret over him so I just head downstairs. Ryleigh is still sleeping right now but should be getting up in a few to eat, so while I have the free time I myself find something to munch on. When I get to the kitchen the children are talking happily amongst themselves, the only words I'm able to decipher without really trying is 'so excited' 'can't wait' and 'it's almost here' by these phrases I'm under the assumption that they are referring to Halloween which is in fact in a few days. I smile at the eager and snag a pancake that Zhane had made earlier for everyone.

"He still not any better?" Zhane asks.

"No, he isn't. Hey can I talk to you real quick out there?" I motion towards the living room he nods and heads out over.

"The other day when he was gone all day, he went over to those bunker things. Ran into some weird experiment I guess. He claims he took care of it but now he's got this wound and it's not healing. Another thing is I'm really confused with the whole thing because I thought they were supposed to be abandoned?"

"Are you- are you being serious? He ran into something over there? As far as I knew they were considered a lost cause and left. There shouldn't be anything over there. He didn't say what it was?"

"He said he dealt with it and not to worry. But that's obviously not going to happen because if there is a threat it needs to be taken care of. I'm not going to let umbrella devastate another town like Raccoon City."

He nods and looks to be thinking "… what about I.S.? I mean does he have any input on the situation? Doesn't he know how these things work?"

"Well that's another thing, after Wesker had said to drop it, I.S. to check it out, which has never happened because he's an ass and makes me abide to Wesker. But not this time, I didn't go Wesker did and now he is in trouble."

He mouth makes and 'O' shape and nods again.

"The only thing I can really think of to do then is to try and get a blood sample. But I'm also assuming you have already tried to help Wesker and he has denied every attempt, so this is going to be incredibly difficult."

"Exactly. I'm sure his whole attitude against accepting help is because he is such an ass and is supposed to be almost God-like in his mind, so for him to be brought to his knees by this… cold or whatever, pisses him off only more."

"Alright, well I can go get the needle if you want to get this over with right now. I don't know if you're going to have to restrain him."

"Hmm, Ryleigh is going to wake up soon and I can handle one super-human crying at a time." At that very moment said child starts to move around in her make-shift bed upstairs, and then she starts to cry. I give him a I-told-you-look and get my daughter.

Once we are both down and she has a bottle Abri rushes over and asks if she can hold her. I nod and she hops on the couch sitting next to me. I delicately hand over the baby. Once in her arms I can see the vast differences in my kids, yes I know two didn't physically come from me; they still have similarities in attitude and mannerisms to mine and Wesker's. Looking at Abri's vibrant auburn hair and how it curls towards the bottom, her eyes and the tiny freckles that dot her a face, I compare these features to Ryleigh's. Ryleigh's eyes are a purplish orange color which blends into an off pink. Her hair is a dirty blonde, what little tufts she has on her head. After she has finished eating I help show Abri how to burp her.

When the little girl is once again sated she rests in her older sisters arms and looks lovingly up at her. I smile as I get up from the couch and make sure my other three children aren't getting themselves into trouble outside. This time they aren't running around or diving into the piles but are laid out on their stomachs and playing with soldiers it appears, where they got them I have no idea.

Claire has been out shopping and is now just pulling into the driveway, I head out to help her bring in the groceries.

"Hey, what are you doing running around all by yourself?" I jokingly ask her as I help her out of the car.

"I'm not incapable of taking care of myself you know, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'll shatter at the tiniest bit of movement. And the reason I went alone, because I know that is going to be you're next question, is because I can be alone and sometimes like to do things on my own. More so then ever with you and Zhane driving me crazy being over-protective."

I hold up my hands in surrender, "I'm sorry, you are very capable of handling yourself."

She nods her head. "Thank you" we head to the trunk of the S.U.V and unload the bags.

Once everything is inside and put away I ask her if she minds if I cook lunch today, "no problem" is her reply and sits in the chair peeling an orange.

"So is Blondie still riding on the porcelain bus?"

"It would appear so, he might've been able to go back to bed. I haven't been up to check him." I start taking out butter and bread in order to make grilled cheese, which will almost require two loafs of bread, Claire waves it off with a shrug.

"You should make him some soup, mom's homemade soup always worked when we younger."

I take a slice flip it upside down, put cheese then anther slice, I'm able to do four at a time with the griddle. "I don't think he would even appreciate that, let alone keep it down." The sandwiches start to hiss as they cook on the stove top.

"Really? You think he'd throw a fit or something? Well I do have to remind myself sometimes who we are talking about. Well you could still try." I shrug and check the sandwiches, a few more seconds and they should be good.

"I didn't know you guys could get sick?" She plops am orange slice into her mouth and gives me an expectant look.

"Yeah, I know I didn't think it was possible either but hey male pregnancy was a new thing to me as well. I can honestly say I never thought that would ever be possible." I flip the sandwiches and hear another hiss.

"Yeah, but that isn't the same thing. Unless it is, and now he is pregnant." Her eyes widen, chews another slice.

I laugh "No, that's not it. Like I said I have no idea how he got sick, but he is." I turn back around to look at the other side of the sandwiches; they're done I take them off put on four more, the rest should go fairly quickly now.

"Christopher Redfield, there is something you're not telling me, I know you." I can't see her face but I can feel her pointed glare on my back. I flip the sandwiches, take a breath and face her.

"I'm not entirely sure, honestly" I add when the look intensifies. "He recently received a wound, from an unknown origin." I give myself a mental pat on the back for figuring out how to navigate that minefield. It's not that I don't want to tell her, but until I know more about the situation I'd rather not make her worry if it turns out to be unfounded.

She gets another orange piece, wipes her hands and then places them on her hips, her eye brows raised, mouth in a firm line. And just because she is sitting doesn't lessen the effect of the look. "He got a cut from an unknown thing? How would one get a cut and not know how or from where?"

Turn, flip, and hiss. I celebrated too early. Putting the spatula down I brace myself against the counter, a rush of air escapes my mouth. "Claire I- those bunkers… there was something there… it's taken care of though… Wesker dealt with it..." I close my eyes in anticipation of the onslaught of questions that are no doubt going to be thrown at me.

Two minutes go by and still nothing from her, I can smell the grilled cheeses are about to burn. When I move to take them off and put on new ones, she is pulled out of her silence.

"Are you telling me that something Umbrella created is or was running around here now? And he claims to know nothing about it though right, and he just happened to visit it after Zhane says something?"

I spin around "Wha-"

Wesker appears in the doorway, leaning against the frame. Still not feeling as well as he should, face still pale and hair mussed and sticky from sweat; at least now he is wearing jeans. Claire had looked behind her when I paused, to see why.

"Your food is going…to burn" I must've looked confused because he motions with a nod of his head behind me. I turn to look and see he is right, I quickly flip them.

"Abri dear why don't you head upstairs with Ryleigh?" Wesker asks our daughter who gives a simple smile and carefully gets off the couch and carries her younger sister upstairs.

'Your sister is quite a pistol.'

Once I.S had spoken up I remained turn around to avoid unwanted attention because I'm sure I didn't hide my reactions very well when talking to him.

'You said nothing was there, and that everything was going to be fine.'

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"Now what is it you are accusing me of young Redfield."

'She is going to hate that' the sound of discontent she makes confirms my thought.

"Your so called innocence is what I'm questioning."

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'I also said we should check it out, just to see. And how was I to know that there was actually going to be danger? I thought it was probably protected by some branch of government that was aligned with your job. And so we'd go there and some loud noises would happen soldiers come flying out of the wood-work and there would be an epic chase scene.'

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Wesker rolls his eyes and gently pushes himself off the door frame, pausing a second to catch his balance, heads over to the table. Claire angrily picks another piece of her orange and none-to-gently shoves it in her mouth.

"My innocence on what is being wringed through your judgment?"

"You knew!" She hisses, "You knew this whole time, probably created it yourself, and then karma bit you in the back and now you're hurt"

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I take the other sandwiches off, up to twelve now, twelve more to go. Put four more on.

'That is udder bullshit I.S. Why the hell would you do that?'

'How would I know he was hiding something? It's not like he could tell me without you knowing.'

'You knew something, I know you did, I can feel it.' I flip four more grilled cheeses.

'If I knew something, you would know it too. I'm not the one who pushed for that place, to go look at it. Maybe your problem lies with Zhane…'

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Wesker sighs, rubs his face gives her a look. "You're being very candid, beginning to think thick headedness runs in the family." He says dully, snags one of her oranges and eats it.

"See! That right there, this isn't a joke you're screwing with him! I'm not going to sit here and let him get broken by you again. You have been keeping that place a secret for who knows how long, and now that it got out you had to hurry and destroy the evidence." Claire is fuming at this point and glaring daggers at him.

Wesker glances quickly over his shoulder, Chris is still leaning over the oven seemingly oblivious to the conversation behind him.

"Am I correct to assume you are referring to those abandoned houses on the out skirts of town, deep within the forest?"

"…Yes" She spits at him. "For someone who is revered for their high intelligence you're thinking awfully slowly."

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'Are you really accusing that kid of setting all this up? Look who is jumping around all of sudden, changing their tune. I remember that he too wasn't to be harmed, therefore disobeyed.

Flip. Hiss.

'…I did all that to protect you, because even if I can at times take over your body, you are ultimately in control, so when you first became infected and had no idea what to do, I took over. And I knew that if we played nice we could get out of there or at least let you get used to everything before busting skulls and kicking doors in.'

I clench my fist around the spatula. 'So what, everything you did was for me, to protect us? And now you're bored and looking to get into trouble. Did you know about the creature in the bunkers?'

'We both knew, you just didn't sense it because of the baby, she was throwing everything off. I also wasn't expecting Wesker to go exploring.'

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Albert's face changes into annoyance the look isn't as menacing with his dis-shelved appearance, Claire holds her ground and glares right back.

"I've put no one in danger nor was that my creation. Do you really think Zhane is so innocent dear? He knew of their existence as well. Why do you think he was so adamant about looking at them? You are so quick to accuse me, but don't think just because he isn't infected that he isn't a monster either. He is the one after all, that made your brother what he is now." He runs a hand through his hair and straightens up.

Her face flashes shock but quickly masks it, she stands up "Get out. Get out of my house. Chris!"

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At the sound of my name I quickly turn around and see Claire standing and breathing heavily.

"What happened?"

"I want this man out of my house, get him out I don't care where he goes but he needs to leave. Take Zhane with you too then if that's what you want." She spits out at him.

I have no chance to say anything before he is standing up and walking towards the door. Zhane had headed to the kitchen when he heard Claire getting upset.

"What? Why do I have to leave?"

"Just leave." She doesn't look at him but I glance and he is confused and hurt. He looks back at Wesker who is waiting against the door, Zhane looks back and still sees she is upset.

"I'm not sure what this is all about but I assure you…"

She just points to the door and he leaves.

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Once outside it starts to rain.

"Oh that's just great, perfect! This isn't some movie" He pulls his shirt tighter and half jogs to his truck and luckily it's left unlocked. He scrambles into the driver's side.

"What are you doing?" Wesker's eye brow lifts up and he crosses his arms, still no shirt.

"I'm staying dry. Get in if you want, I don't have the keys but I'm not going to get soaked."

Wesker rolls his eyes but steadily walks over to the car and gets into the passenger side. His body involuntary shivers, either from the cold or because he is sick, he isn't sure.

"What the hell did you say to her?" Zhane growls rubbing his hands together.

"She was accusing me of working on viruses again, and I had simply stated that you aren't as innocent as you seem."

Zhane's eyes widen "WHAT!? Why the hell would you say that? You just implied that I had something to do with that thing."

"Umbrella contacted both of us Zhane. You are just as guilty if I am."

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When Zhane and Wesker leave the boys come in from out back and wring the water out of their hair with their hands.

"Why don't you guys head upstairs and wash up for lunch, put your wet clothes in the hamper so they can get washed" I glance quickly over at them and try to make things appear normal. They don't seem to notice or are choosing not to say anything besides nod their heads and walk towards the stairs.

"They are just sitting in his damn truck." Claire says stepping back from the window.

I get the food and put more on. I turn to face her now as she walks back into the kitchen.

"Look I know you love him and I love Zhane too, but we can't be used like that. If they are up to something then we need to know and stop it."

"I understand, but I don't think you really think they are behind it. I'm not sure I think so either."

She looks up at me "What do you mean, I threw them out and you didn't stop me so I think you're slightly blinded by the fact that he claimed to love you and you have children with him. Unless you know something, you were being awfully quiet over there."

"I trust that Wesker wouldn't do something like that, and if he did he wouldn't be stupid enough to do it so close."

"So you are saying that there is more to the story? I don't want you to get mixed up in anything bad Chris, for neither of us. Something is up though do you agree with that?"

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Zhane gives Wesker another incredulous look. "Guilty for what? How was I supposed to tell her? That isn't something you can just bring up while eating breakfast or anytime. 'Oh hey can you pass me the jam? By the way Umbrella contacted me the other day asking me to come help them with their new project. I didn't respond but just so you know.' Yeah I'm not entirely sure that would go over very smoothly."

Wesker rolls his eyes and rubs his face once again, sweat seems to be forming on his brow. He knows this isn't good but hasn't the slightest clue what to do to fix this and it angers him to no end.

"They will see, well your Redfield might take a bit more convincing."

"My Redfield? They aren't property Wesker. Claire is my fiancé and Chris, well to be honest none of us are quite sure what he is to you. But if somehow you are behind this and you're screwing with that guy, I will not go down with you, nor be a part of it." He crosses his arms tightly around his body to conserve body heat, hoping to keep the chill at bay.

"No, I wasn't implying ownership, I was simply stating that Chris is albeit, thick skulled but knows I wouldn't hurt my kids. And I've grown fond of the man; another note our relationship is no one else's business."

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"Yes I think something is very off, but I'd be hard pressed to think or say it was either of them. Zhane loves you and despite everything that has happened the guy is alright, I think he is a wonderful choice."

She closes her eyes and brings her hands to her face. I flip the sandwiches and turn back around, she hasn't changed her position.

"I want you to be absolutely sure, Chris, you swear on our parent's graves that you trust that man, and isn't doing anything at that facility."

"I trust that he wouldn't do it that close, he wouldn't endanger his own kids' lives like that… and yes I trust he isn't doing that."

'Though I've trusted him before and got burned. So you better be right I.S. that Wesker isn't involved in any of this because so help me if he is and I find out, there won't be a damn thing you can do to stop me.'

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It's Zhane's turn to roll his eyes. "How can you claim to love someone yet never admit it to another person?"

"Why is this such a big deal? I'm going to marry the damn man! He seems pretty stuck on it too. I don't see what marriage is going to do besides make it official. It's not like anything will change, the threat of the wrong person finding out will always be there. And then with a marriage it would get him into further trouble, and fine so that makes it seem like he really cares and he's willing to risk his freedom and good name. But what about the kids? I'm not going to let the BSAA or any other governmental force take them and hole them up somewhere." Wesker takes a breath as he stares out towards the house, the rain is seemingly coming down harder and he wonders where the children are.

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I.S. doesn't reply this time. The last of the grilled cheeses are done and I set them on the plate with the rest and bring it over to the table Claire is sitting at.

"Can you just double check if you're going to go out there and get them that what you think and say is true?"

I nod my head "Of course Claire. I want you to know that, I appreciate your support, and that you want to look out for me. But I won't let him go back to his old ways, not if I can help it."

She gives me a hopeful look, stands up so she can rest a hand on my cheek "I know that, and I hope that he can live up to your expectations Chris." Her smile becomes more jokingly "You should go let the dogs, they can come out of the dog house."

I give her a quick kiss and head to the door. Once outside the weather seems a whole lot worse.

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Zhane looks startled at the flood of words that came streaming out of Wesker. He isn't quite sure how to respond, not sure if he should. A light from the direction of the house pulls attention away from the presently halted conversation.

"It appears you were correct in your earlier comment about Claire." He won't admit it but he is a little put down by the fact that Claire doesn't trust him, but he also knows she has a right to be apprehensive about this sort of thing.

"Well he isn't any more pleased so I wouldn't go assuming he's here to let us back inside."

Chris keeps his down at an angle to try and keep most of the rain out of his eyes, when he finally reaches the truck he pulls his shoulders up and stuffs his hands in his coat pockets. Wesker realizes he is waiting for him to roll down the window, but without the keys that is nearly impossible. Wesker opens the door a bit and can't stop the shiver that races along his body as the cold air rushes into the somewhat warm car.

"We have no keys, just get in. Unless you too are here to tell me to leave in which case I request a shirt and my jacket." Despite his sickly state Wesker still manages to remain some dignity with his sarcastic attitude, the look Chris gives him only feeds the fire.

Chris heads to the rear passenger door, opening it and sliding in. He shakes the water from his hair and then rubs his hands together to warm them up.

The car is silent except for the sound of breathing, and chattering teeth which is coming from Zhane.

"I need you guys to be completely honest with me. What is going on? The two of you aren't looking to start a new terrorist attack are you? I would think neither of you would be dumb enough to do something so close."

The two of them keep their gazes forward, neither speaking Zhane's lack of response is more due to the fact that he isn't entirely sure where to start. Wesker just feels that this is redundant and is tired of explaining.

"Look, if I get out of this car without getting an answer from either of you, you'll have five seconds before the BSAA is on your asses. So, either you tell me what's going on and I like the answer or you get out right now and run.

Wesker is the first to say something which surprises both Zhane and Chris; he looks forward the whole time. "Do you trust me?"

"Wesker answer my damn question, or I'm getting out; did you know about the bunkers?"

"…it's complicated." Wesker says after a beat.

"DAMNIT Wesker!" Chris slams a fist into the side of the window "I did trust you." He opens the door and attempts to leave when he is stopped by a hand on his arm.

"Please." Chris stops, either from the sincerity in his voice or the fact that he is pleading. Chris sighs and takes a deep breath closing the door and sitting back.

"The whole truth Wesker, a lot, every detail."

He tells him about the numerous untraceable e-mails, texts, and letters. He isn't sure how they got his address because he was careful himself but it's Umbrella they have their ways. The letters say pretty much the same thing; they are sorry for the way things got out of control but they have a new project and they would like his expertise on. He wasn't aware until a little bit ago that they were using the once abandoned bunkers for a base of operations. Wesker assures Chris repeatedly that he never returned correspondence. Chris looks to Zhane to confirm this information, he nods his agreement.

Chris sighs and rubs his face with his hand, suddenly looking ten years older. Wesker looks over the seat to see why Chris has remained silent when he suddenly lunges at him, grabs his face and kisses him.

"Oh, thank God you told him you just saved both our asses." I.S. smirks as he sits back against the seat leaving Wesker shocked and Chris wrestling for control.

Wesker quirks a brow and makes a hmpf noise "I believe that would be considered sexual assault"

Chris gives a glare once he is able to regain control "That wasn't me and you know it."

"Uh, i-i-i-if everyt-t-thing is se-ttled can w-w-we please go in?" Zhane chatters as he rubs his arms to keep warm.

"We promise to behave and be the epitome of respect" Wesker's Cheshire grin does nothing to help his sarcastic statement, but Chris waves a hand in allowance and the three of them head back inside.

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Once inside I see that Claire has set up the plates and cup for the kids, Dimitri, Dominik and Dante already seated and waiting patiently for their food. Abri comes out from one of the rooms with Ryleigh who seems to be more aware of her surroundings. Wesker attempts to reach for his newest daughter but I place a hand on his shoulder.

"What do you think you're doing? You're sick you can't hold her."

He gives me a dead pan look "I have yet to see her, and it isn't even contagious because I've been in close quarters with you, yet you are still healthy."

Zhane takes his chance and maneuvers around the both us and goes upstairs most likely to get something warmer and dryer on.

"She is still a baby and their immune systems aren't that great, even if she was born with the virus, it seems particularly attracted to that." We stare at each other for a few more seconds before he puts his arms up in surrender and goes to the couch. I smile down at Abri as we head into the kitchen.

"I have to use the restroom daddy" She carefully holds up Ryleigh and I take her smiling down at her and she returns the gesture.

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Abri walks back out of the kitchen and heads to the bathroom, once she is done she stops by her father who is still seated on the couch and seemingly lost in thought. She carefully taps him on the shoulder, his features soften once his eyes land on her and he gives her a small smile.

"Yes dear?"

She twirls one of her long strands of hair around her finger before walking over to the front of the couch and daintily placing herself next to Wesker.

"Everyone has your hair, Dimitri, Ryleigh, and Dominik even has some blonde." She says this almost too quietly but Wesker is able to catch the words, and even though she didn't ask a question she understands what she is trying to say.

"You and Dante have hair just like your mothers, and it's pretty stunning I think. I favor darker colors myself dear. But you are all unique and there is nothing wrong with that." He gives her another smile and kisses her on the head before getting up off the couch and heading to the stairs.

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I glance into the living room and see Abri talking to Wesker, the conversation must've ended because he gave her a kiss and stood up. She heads back in here and Wesker to our room.

"Hey," I say quietly stepping out to the hall, he is already half-way up but stops when I call him.

"Where are you going? Aren't you hungry?"

He turns to look over his shoulder, "I'm wet and tired."

"Well I made grilled cheese that should take the chill off, put on some sweats and come back down."

He gives me a are-you-kidding look "I do not own a pair of sweats"

It's my turn to give him the look, but thinking back on it I don't think I've ever actually seen him wear them; even during S.T.A.R.S training.

"Well then get a pair of pajama bottoms or something, take mine if you don't have any of those either."

He sighs "Thank you for the offer but I'd like to decline once again, in favour of a more enjoyable task of getting rid of this cold." He turns to walk back up the stairs, assuming that I would drop the conversation.

"I really don't think that going off by yourself right now would be the best option."

"Are you trying to tell me that I am now on house arrest so to speak? Am I even going to be able to go the bathroom by myself?" I can see the irritation in his eyes but nothing else would give it away.

I give him one of his smart-ass smirks "That is highly unlikely, now go change and come back down."

Ten minutes later and he has returned, wearing one of his shirts and pair of plaid pajama bottoms. He is just a few inches taller than me so the size difference of the pant doesn't affect him too much.

I can still feel the tension between the three of them but it isn't over-whelming. We all sit around the table eating our food, and it besides them three the silence is welcome. Ryleigh is sleeping in the car seat I was able to find in the garage. It was one of Dante's old ones as well, very clean too.

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Later in the evening after the kids have gone to sleep and the baby is done for the night the four of us decide to sit around the kitchen table and discuss the earlier events. The three of them are already seated at the table, coffee mugs beside them; when I come down after Ryleigh finally falls asleep. There is no sound coming from the kitchen except the tiny tap of Zhane's nervous drumming with his fingers. I round the corner and no one is looking at anybody, Zhane's eyes are downcast, Claire's hand are clasped around her mug and looking into it, and Wesker is staring at me.

I head over to the coffee maker and pour myself a cup and sit down next to Wesker. We continue to sit in silence, I sip at my coffee and glance around the table. Claire finally gets the conversation started.

"Someone needs to fill me on what has happened. And don't spare the details because if I found out something later you're all in trouble."

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Two hours later she is completely filled in, Zhane is absolutely terrified of what she is going to say. My cup is empty and at the moment I don't want to get up in fear I'll have to suffer her wrath. Wesker causally slides his mug over. The black liquid sloshes but never leaves the cup.

"So how did they find you guys? I'm so Wesker knows how to avoid that, and I thought you had just fallen off the grid. Yet here you are telling me that you have both received several messages requesting your help. And we can't even tell the BSAA because we have no way of logically telling them how we know this information." She absently rubs her stomach.

She looks to me as I take a sip of the now cold coffee. I'm able to hide the cringe. "And you knew nothing until you went out there to talk to them?"

I nod my head in agreement. "Yes, all the way in Canada they still found him. And you're right about not being able to tell anyone Umbrellas new course of action. But if they can find these guys, then they also know about us… right?"

"I have no way of contacting them on my own, if you're asking me to find anything else out you'd have to wait till they try and contact me again. As for your safety and the safety of everyone else, there should be no threat."

"How can you say that? You're not aware of the knowledge and what they plan to do with it." Claire asks him.

"They've been sending request for a couple of months now, they haven't done anything except for the bunker incident, and everything there was destroyed. The only thing I can say is that we take it day by day. But I can't go searching the world for them, and neither can you two."

She sighs and agrees, looking at the time causes her to yawn and we all then realize how tired we are as well. We clean up the table and slowly make our ways to our bedrooms.

Wesker quickly removes his shirt before throwing the blanket down and getting into bed. His temperature is somewhat normal; though it was a bitch to actually get- and there is a little more color in his face. I glance over at Ryleigh and she is sound asleep. I remove my own clothing opting to sleep in boxers tonight. Within seconds we are both fast asleep.

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