Author's note:

I realize that there is a small concern about the pairing of the characters. So far I have only had one couple comment. Jill and Barry. Yes, Barry was married. A drunk driver had killed Barry's wife. Since my story is 8 years after Raccoon City, Barry's daughters are grown. He had always had a protective and caring relationship with Jill, and this only allowed for their feelings to go beyond friendship.

Chris and Jill continue to share a close relationship as friends. They experimented briefly and just came to the conclusion that a relationship beyond "being friends" would be disastrous.

And, Leon did not go into explicit detail of the flashback scene.

Chapter 7: BLOOPER REEL:

Barry whistled and shook his head in disbelief, "Damn. I'd shit my pants if scary women had been chasing me with a chainsaw."

Leon smiled and raised his can of beer in a salute, "Them bitches be wild…"

Chris laughed and slapped Barry on the back, handing him another beer, "I just knew it wouldn't work between Jill and me when she started up that chainsaw."

From the open kitchen window, Jill's voice could be heard, "I heard that, Redfield!"


Claire moved to the dual glass patio door and slid it open. She advanced toward the group and graced them with a warm and sincere smile. After handing the platter to her brother, she turned to Leon and a look of confusion fell across her face. She giggled, "I forgot my line…" then she burst into song, "The Phantom of the Opera is here, inside my mind…"

"Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" remarked Chris.

Clark smiled, hid his face and commented, "That's funny...showtunes."


Claire pursed her lips and made a small sound of disgust, "You were right. There was something wrong with the relationship." She glanced at Leon and then looked away, "He went back to his ex-wife a few months ago. It seems she was three months pregnant…it's his child."

Leon tilted his head, rolled his eyes, crossed his legs in a feminine manner and sympathetically offered, "Men are such scumbags. Let's hog-tie him, honey. Does Lake Okeechobee sound good?"

Claire burst out laughing.


Leon opened a kitchen cabinet and decided on a package of Ramen for dinner. It was hardly healthy, but he only felt like showering and then sitting in front of the television. As he closed the door it came off its hinges, "Holy shit. Who put this set together?"

Laughter filled the small room and members of the crew began correcting the kitchen.


The doorbell rang and Leon cautiously walked to the front door. He reprimanded himself silently for leaving his gun on his bedroom dresser. He looked through the door's security peephole and caught his breath. He saw a vision that he only dreamed about over the past two years. He slowly opened the door and stared at the sensuous smile of his heart's one desire.

Ada Wong stood before him in black tight fitting low-slung jeans, a red silk midriff blouse, low healed black boots, and a sleek black leather trench coat. She lowered her sunglasses slightly on the bridge of her nose and commented lustfully, "Hey baby, you like? For a limited time this could be yours…free…"

Leon playfully pulled her into his arms and said to the film crew, "Would you excuse us please?"


Leon's hands rested on the small of Ada's back briefly before sliding them under the silk fabric of her top. "Ooooh, no bra, I like…"

Laughter exploded throughout the intoxicated onlookers.

"Leon, stop!" Ada laughed despite the childish behavior of everyone on the set. "I knew we shouldn't have tried to finish this after a party."