Go! the man shouted to his accomplice.
The man and the African woman speeded up the stairs to Wesker, as he took a call on his cell. The duo had just gone through a difficult battle with the villain and he managed to retreat using his speed.
The man apprehended Wesker and the African woman supported him from behind.
Wesker, stop! the man commanded.
Wesker acknowledged the man's appearance and put his cell down and just like that... Like a whooshing sound, Jill made her appearance and took on the African woman.
The woman dodged Jill's first sneak attack but failed to see the next as Jill head butted her. She flinched and Jill scored a direct kick at her, forcing her to the wall.
Her movements were unbelievably super-human along with her strength.
Jill then went to the man. She grabbed his incoming hand like it was nothing and back punched his stomach, making him stumble. Jill then took his arm and performed a somersault using it as leverage and the man was on the floor. She twisted his arm and he groaned in pain, releasing his gun in the process as well.
Jill! Come on! It's me, Chris! Snap out of it!
Jill still held a tight leash on the man named Chris and felt something snap inside her. When she heard the name Chris, it made her want to cry, be happy, and collapse all at the same time but she had no control over what she was doing. She knew that she was holding her partner in a difficult position and she couldn't stop herself... Chris was alive... and she all she could do was bring him pain...
Nice move, Chris... said Wesker...
Now that your 'partner' has arrived. I'll leave you two to catch up...
Wesker turned his back on Chris and Jill twisted his arm harder causing him to scream louder.
Come on, Jill! Get yourself together! Wake up! Jill Valentine!
Chr... Chris...
...and that was all it took to get Jill to release her grip on the one person who she would always count on...
Jill let out a cry of hurt and resistance. She let go of Chris instantly and backed up a few steps, not wanting to do any more damage to Chris... She was grabbing her head in pain, telling herself that he is Chris... Chris...
I don't want to hurt Chris... she told herself...
Jill... Chris said...
Remarkable! Still resisting at such an advanced stage! said Wesker.
He then took out a device with a little satellite receiver on it.
Pushing a couple of buttons he said Commendable, yet futile!
Jill held out her hand in the air in pain, screaming and shouting. She finally got down on her knees and succumbed to the control...
No more time for games, Chris. I've got work to do. Have fun watching Jill suffer... he said, leaving with a devilish smirk.
Wait! What did you do to her?! he yelled at Wesker as the doors closed on him.
Jill was heard screaming in pain again but this time she was fumbling with her suit. Like it was too tight. She struggled with her collar and then forcefully ripped it open, exposing her chest and a bright, red device that resembled a spider implanted on her.
She gave a threatening look at Chris like a predator searching for it's prey...
What's that on her chest? said the African woman, finally recovered.
We have to get it off her! said Chris, readying his gun...
We're almost there, Jill! Just hold on! he thought to himself...
I'm sorry, Chris... Jill thought...
Chris welcomed Jill into the coffee shop in the most certifiable gratitude. She promptly stepped inside to be brushed with a cool breeze from the indoor air conditioner. He then entered making a nice entrance which Jill thought of as a show-off.
So should I find us a place to sit or you? asked Chris.
No. It's fine. I'll look for one. Jill answered happily.
Got it. Double espresso with whip? Chris asked.
Jill made a heart over her chest. It's like you know me so well... she said grinning at him.
As Chris walked away to the counter, Jill couldn't help but stare at his butt.
So firm... she thought...
Then Jill snapped out of her fantasy and got back into reality. But she still continued to stare at Chris from afar.
She couldn't believe that this was the Chris she knew from 1998. Back from when he was still as heroic a soldier when we they were in the Spencer mansion. It's been years since that event and look at them now.
Chris is captain of the S.O.U. (Special Operations Unit) for the BSAA and Jill was one of the members of the S.O.A (Special Operations Agent). Chris had gotten a whole lot bigger than back when he was still part of S.T.A.R.S. and Jill had grown her hair longer and had it in a ponytail now.
Time flies... Guess I really am getting old... thought Jill...
Jill had just finished her reminiscing when Chris sat down with two medium-sized cups. One with just plain coffee in it and the other with a big proportion of whipped cream on the top.
God, how have you not died from all this sugar yet? he joked, sliding my coffee over to me.
Eh, I don't know... Least I won't die from all those enhanced drugs, Mr. Universe. I said, squeezing his bicep...
Wow, those are hard... Jill thought, feeling the size and quality...
She let go and then Chris laughed saying Yeah, right. You should see me in the gym. Almost half the guys there wish they were my size...
For a second Jill actually thought what Chris would look like working out...
Chris in a sweat-drenched tank top... The tank top so wet it would outline his abs and make them glisten in the light as he finished a lift... Chris taking it off through one sleeve and revealing his shining chest...
and so...
Jill hadn't even realized that Chris was still talking before she wondered off in her head, thinking of Chris.
...bottom line is, next tough guy who thinks they can beat me in arm-wrestling is in for a world of pain. he said sitting back in his chair, cracking his knuckles.
Jill scoffed at Chris. Of course he could beat anyone in arm-wrestling. As soon as Chris rests his arm on the table, Jill could bet that his bowling-ball shaped bicep would make his opponent tremble before him at the size of it.
Jill commented Haha, since when are you so cocky?
Chris replied Ever since I met you... and then he took a gulp of his drink...
This caught Jill's attention. Her eyes grew wide in anticipation of what was coming next... What could he have meant by that...?
They stayed quiet for a few minutes, enjoying their beverages. Surprisingly, Jill finished hers before Chris, given that she gave him a head start.
Mmm! Jill exasperated as she kept sipping the inside of her straw out. Chris was amused by this hunger since he was usually the hungry one besides Jill.
Done sucking it's insides out yet? Chris teased.
Jill held a finger up in front of Chris, signaling "No, smart one." After a few more seconds of slurping nothingness she took a huge breathe and took her mouth off the straw. Jill lay rested on her chair as if she just had a buffet and her belt felt like it was about to come off.
Jill was still holding up her one finger and Chris was waiting for her to say...
and... Now I'm done. she said with a smile on her face.
Finally... Chris said, relieved. Hey, I'm supposed to be the one who eats everything so back off, woman.
Ha! Jill laughed. As if old man! Can't keep up with the player, stay outta the game!
That's when Chris lost it.
Chris stepped out of his chair and Jill responded, in fear, by standing up apologizing to the towering god. She didn't mean it though...
I'm sorry, Chris! I'm sorry! she said playfully, taking a few steps back afraid of what he was going to do next. Although he was too fast for the woman and he was already picking Jill up and hauling her out of the coffee shop.
Hey! Let go of me! Jill screamed at Chris, pounding at his back.
This shouldn't be that hard! he chuckled.
I thought this was 'Jill Valentine'! Surely even she can escape an 'old man's' grip!
Arghh! Put me down NOW! Or you will suffer the consequences! Jill shouted.
Put me down! Aghhhh! she yelled.
Chris had a firm lock on Jill as he carried her over his shoulder and he had no plans to let her go that easily. He was carrying her across the city and many people stared at the beautiful man who was man-handling a screaming lady on his back. She mocked him and this is what she gets as punishment, he thought.
It'll all be over soon, my little Valentine... he thought, smiling.