Welcome to Wonderland…

Chapter Eight: The Other Jill


"Jill…Jill! Wake up, please!"

Jill slowly opened her eyes and saw Chris' face looking worriedly at her. His face went from worried to happy when she opened her eyes and looked up at him. He was holding onto her, still after holding her from the fall down the dark hole.

"Jill! You're okay!" Chris said cheerfully, pulling her into a tight hug.

"Ow! Chris, you're squishing me!" Jill said, squirming a little in his warm embrace.

"Opps…sorry," Chris said, backing off but still holding onto her arms.

Jill shook her head. Suddenly, her head began to pound and hurt as if she hit it on something.

"Ouch! My head hurts," She grumbled. "What happened? Why was I knocked out?"

"You hit your head on the ground when we made it into the dungeon," Chris explained. "You were only knocked out for like five minutes."

"We're in the dungeon now?" Jill asked groggily, placing a hand on her head.

"Yeah," Chris nodded. He stood up and looked down at Jill. "Do you think you can stand?"

Jill nodded. Chris reached out a hand and helped her up. Jill stumbled and staggered at first, but after some assistance from Chris; she was able to stand just fine. She looked around the dungeon room. It was just a ten by ten room with nothing but stone walls. No bars or doors, but a small window that was only about a foot tall and about eight feet from the ground. The room was covered and smelt like dust. There was a small cot in the room and that was the only furniture. A skeleton was in the corner. Leftover rags were still on it and a rat's nest seemed to be in one of the eye holes.

"This place is nice…" Jill said sarcastically.

"Yeah…Not one of the nicely kept places in the castle," Chris said, trying to make the situation brighter.

Jill tried to chuckle at the comment, but couldn't. She sighed and walked over to the cot. When she sat down on it, it made a horrible creaking sound. Chris walked over and sat down next to her. The two sat silently on the cot.

"We're going to die here, aren't we?" Jill asked quietly, looking at the stone walls.

"What?" Chris looked at her.

"We're screwed, aren't we?"

"No we're not!" Chris said. "I'm sure Barry will come and save us…hopefully."

"Yeah…" Jill muttered.

"Well, even though this seems hopeless, we need to still try to have hope," Chris reassured her.

The two sat in silence again. Then, Jill remembered something that had happened when they were in the throe room. Goblin King Wesker said something about another Jill that was in this world and something how Chris "couldn't protect her", so to say.

Jill turned to face Chris. "Hey…what's this about another me?" Jill asked.

Chris' jaw clenched and his hand tightened up into a fist. Jill looked at his body language and automatically knew that she shouldn't have asked that.

"Sorry," she apologized. "If you don't want to answer, you don't-"

"No, I should be sorry, Jill," Chris interrupted. He turned to look at her. "I should've of told you earlier."

"What is it?" Jill asked with concern in her eyes.

Chris looked down at the dirty floor and took a deep breath. Then, he looked back up at her. "A long time ago, there was this girl. She was one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen in my life." Chris chuckled a little. "Funny thing is…she looked a just like you and had the same name as you."

Jill blushed a little at what he said. In a way, he was calling me beautiful…or the other me, who knows…

"We basically hit it off right away," Chris continued. "She was amazing and willing to take on anything that got in our way." Chris' smile faded and a hard look came to his face. "Then…Wesker came along."

"Wesker?" Jill repeated his name with a frown on her face. The bastard king's name was the last thing she wanted to hear right now. "What did he do?"

"He didn't like that Jill and I was seeing each other," Chris said coldly. "He was jealous of us, so to say. One day, he kidnapped both of us and brought us to his castle." Chris hesitated and looked away from Jill. He looked like he was trying to hold back tears or something like that.

"What happened next?" Jill asked quietly, caringly.

Chris took a deep breath and looked down at the ground. "When we got here, we were thrown into one of his sealed off rooms. He walked in, looked at Jill and said 'It's either me or death. Choose me, and your boy toy will live. Choose wrong and you die. What do you chose?'" Chris began to choke a little on his words. "She…she couldn't say anything. She looked at me, with tears in her eyes and simply said to me 'I'm sorry.'…Then, next thing I know, she was…she was…d-dead. In my arms."

Jill looked at him, her eyes wide in shock. I…died in this world?

That was when tears began to stream down Chris' face. Jill gulped and placed a hand on his shoulder. She then pulled him into her arms and hugged. She felt warm tears on her shoulder and rubbed his back, whispering comforting words. After several moments in her embrace, Chris broke the embrace and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Chris mumbled. Chris wiped one last tear away and continued on with his story. "After that, Wesker had his goons throw me out into the forest. Not long after that, I met Barry. He took me in and took care of me before he got captured and sent away to the circus. Then, a while after that, I say the gingerbread house and you walked out of it." A small smile came to his lips and he looked up at the ceiling. "I thought that my Jilly Bean came back to me from the dead."

"So that's why you seemed to know me right away and weren't very scared to show it," Jill said in a quiet tone.

Chris looked at her and nodded. "Uh-huh. I knew your name, but I didn't want to scare you by telling you that I knew your name. So, I just called you ma'am for a while."

Jill chuckled a little. "Figures…But I knew your name right away and told you yours."

"Huh…I guess you did," Chris said, his cheeriness beginning to return. "Is there a me where you came from?"

"Uh-huh,' Jill answered. "He acts just like you too…He's always looking out for me like I'm his little sister or part of his family. Hell, he and I basically are family. In fact, I kind of lo-"

Jill bit her tongue, trying not to say anymore. She looked at Chris as her cheeks began to turn pink. A sneaky smile came to his face.

"I won't tell," Chris said quietly.

Jill broke out into laughter, and Chris joined in with her. Then, she let out a big yawn and looked at Chris.

"Sorry," she apologized. "I guess I'm a little tired."

"Well…it might be while till help or Barry comes," Chris said, looking out the little window. "I think we should get some sleep before we try to think of a way out."

"Alright," Jill nodded.

Chris stood up. "You can sleep on the cot and I can sleep on the floor."

Jill held up a hand and grabbed Chris' wrist. "But the floor is disgusting and I'm sure a rat lives in that skeleton."

'What do you have in mind then?" Chris blinked at her.

"Well…we could share the cot," Jill mumbled.

Chris turned around and sat back on the cot. "Well, if you say so!"

"Just…try not to push me off of the bed," Jill said.

"That's a promise," Chris said with an innocent smile.

"Okay…" Jill yawned before resting her head onto the bed. She closed her eyes and almost immediately fell asleep. But before she was truly in a deep sleep, she heard the sound of Chris' voice.

"I promise this to you Jill, I'll protect you and make sure you get home safely…"

Then, Jill was in a deep, almost endless sleep.


A/N: Thanks for reading this chapter! ^^ And thank you so much to all of the people who reviewed this story. I'm so happy that you guys are sticking to it and enjoying each chapter I post! This wouldn't be the same without you guys. Next Chapter: Barry to the Rescue!