He is Real

Chapter 30

Warnings: Lemon, gore, language

*Author's Note: I'm going to have to put these up in the afternoon for a while, 'cause I'm supposed to stay at my aunt's house for the night for the next couple weeks. So, I'll just be putting these up a little earlier. Anyways, here is chapter 30, enjoy ^^

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You yawned when you were disturbed by your peaceful sleep. Your head was still rested on Leon's chest but it seemed his chest was rising and lowering faster then usual, his breathing was becoming heavier and his grasp around your waist was loose. A hint of worry and confusion crossed your face. You rubbed your eyes and slowly lifted your self up and looked at the sky. The stars were still visible and it seemed to be late at night. You looked down at Leon.

Sweat was trickling down his brow, heavy breaths coming from him as he slightly twitched. You watched curiously, pondering what was going on. 'Is he having a nightmare?' you asked yourself. What was he dreaming about that is freaking him out now? You bit your bottom lip and turned your gaze to Jessica and Luis. Both were sleeping soundly with no hint of disturbance. You sighed and looked back at Leon. You lightly placed your hand on his shoulder.

"Leon," you whispered, wanting to wake him up but not wanting to disturb Jessica and Luis. His breathing became sharper as his hand suddenly gripped your wrist in his sleep. Caught of guard, you winced, feeling his grasp tighten.

"Leon," you called, nearly above a whisper, but to no avail. You tried pulling away from his death grip but only gritted your teeth to know that there was no way he was going to let you go. He was holding onto you as if clinging to life its self.

You used your other hand and brought it to his other shoulder but he suddenly gripped your wrist with his other hand.

You gasped. Suddenly his eyes shot open and he immediately sat up, stopping only inches away from you. You starred wide eyed at him while he just gazed upon you, panting and his expression slowly softening. Leon's hands were still gripping your wrists between his and your chest.

"L-Leon?" you stuttered, looking at him with worried eyes. He closed his eyes, bowing his head and leaning his forehead on your shoulder while still taking shallow breaths. His grip on your wrists loosened until they were eventually dropped.

"Leon...? Are you okay?" you asked him.

"It...It's nothing," he whispered. You lifted his chin to bring back eye contact and weakly smiled to him.

"What's wrong? Maybe I can help," you tried again. Slowly his lips formed into a smooth smile. He leaned in, brushing his lips on yours and returning his gaze.

"It's nothing to worry about. It was just a dream..." he whispered as he leaned his forehead against yours.

"Heh, you sound like me when I had a nightmare," you told him, gazing upon his crystal blue eyes. "What was it about?"

"Do you really want to know?" he asked, smirking and slightly leaning back. You grinned.

"If I didn't, I wouldn't be asking." He chuckled softly and looked up at the night sky.

"It was a dream I haven't had in a while...a nightmare of the Raccoon City incident," he answered, his smirk turning upside down into a frown.

"So, heroes have nightmares too..." you whispered mostly to yourself. He looked down to you with a raised brow.

"What?" you asked him and blinked, "I'm under the impression that heroes aren't afraid of anything."

"Well, you're wrong..." he replied.

"How so? Tell me one time you've been afraid to prove me wrong," you ventured forth and crossed your arms over your chest in a stubborn manner.

"That time I thought I almost lost you. When you nearly drowned," he told you. You were a little taken back, starring at him as your cheeks lightly blushed. You softly laughed nervously.

"Okay, never mind then," you said silently as you scratched the tip of your nose. He smirked and lay back down, pulling you down with him. You laid your hand and head on his chest once again, and began tracing circles with your fingers over his torso. "Leon?"

"Hm?" he hummed, wrapping his arm around your waist and starring up at the stars.

"What will happen...after all this is over?" you asked absentminded and closed your eyes, listening for his voice. Leon sighed.

"We'll have to call in for a helicopter to bring you and Jessica home," he told you.

"What about you? Where will you go?" you asked, still tracing your fingers over his hard rock abs.

"I have to return back to the US, back to Washington D.C., to return to the President to inform that I've succeeded my mission," he answered. You slightly opened your eyes and frowned, stopping your fingers from any movement.

"I probably won't see you again, will I?" you asked almost disappointed but you tried to hide it. Leon turned over, forcing you to slide off his chest. He turned towards you, wrapping both arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

"It'll work out, in the end," he whispered and softly kissed your forehead. You sighed and closed your eyes again.

Maybe it would work out? It was all in good time. You would have to see where fate will bring you. You cleared your head through all thoughts and tried to fall asleep with all will power you could muster.

"____________." You heard someone call your name, lightly shaking your shoulder. You groaned and nuzzled your face into something soft yet firm. You could hear Leon laugh softly. "____________, wake up," you heard him softly whisper into your ear, brushing his lips on your earlobe.

"Hm?" you hummed and slowly opened your eyes. You were still in the same position as you had fallen asleep last night.

Your face was nuzzled into Leon's chest comfortably and he was softly stroking your hair with his hand.

"It's time to get up," he told you. You sighed and began rubbing your eyes. You yawned loudly, stretching up high and looking around your surroundings.

"Hey, sleepy head, wake up," Jessica said aloud, kicking your foot. You glared at her and flipped her off with a smirk. "Grouchy much?"

"Whatever," you replied and sat up along with Leon. You yawned again, lacing your fingers and cracking your knuckles as you stretched again. "Are we traveling again?" you asked, Leon nodded and stood up, taking your hand and helping you up too.

"We have to find a way out of this forest," Luis explained as he strapped his shotgun over his shoulder. You gave a slow nod, rolling your neck to hear a crack. You sighed in contentment and straightened your posture.

"Thank God, I'm so sick of this place," you remarked. Jessica nodded in agreement and began following Luis as he led the way. You followed also, looking over your shoulder to see Leon was right behind. He smiled towards you and you did the same. The four of you walked along the forest paths, walking slowly with no rush. You had Leon's TMP in your hand, checking for any bullets in it but it was empty.

"How much bullets do you still have in your handgun, Leon?" you asked him.

"Only a few," he replied. You blinked towards him.

"That's nice..." you said sarcastically, passing him back his machine gun, "alright, four people, plus a lot of empty guns, plus only a few bullets equals..."

"Us being screwed?" Jessica answered. You raised your brows in a lazy manner.

"Precisely," you said and scratched the back of your neck carelessly. Jessica shrugged.

"Let's just prey that the Merchant will be close by," she said, "otherwise I'll find his sorry ass." Luis chuckled at Jessica's comment, placing an arm around her shoulder.

"That's my amour," Luis remarked and lightly kissed her cheek. You sent a disgusted look.

"Ew, guys, do you have to do that in front of me?" you joked. Jessica glared and stuck her tongue out at you. You silently laughed, "Yeah, I love you too." The four of you kept walking, reaching to a small slope that leveled downwards.

You slid down it along with the others, slightly surprised that you didn't slip on the wet mud. Minutes passed and still no sign of the Merchant or life for that matter.

"Where the hell is this guy-?"

"Welcome strangers, it's been a long time," you heard the all familiar voice. You smirked and gazed at his direction.

"Speak of the devil," you remarked and crossed your arms over your chest.

"I've got a lot more things to sell for you strangers, all at a low price," the Merchant said with a chuckle as he opened the front of his jacket, revealing many bullet cases to buy.

"You're awesome," Jessica commented as she smiled lightly towards him. You grabbed your wallet out of your back pocket, throwing it towards Leon. He gave a nod and walked towards the Merchant to pay for the bullets. You took your seat on a large walk, resting your chin on the palm of your hand as you watched Leon and Luis begin to reload their guns with their newly purchased bullets.

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*Author's Note: Guess what I did this morning! I snuck on Resident Evil! Woot! I was at the part where you go into the enclosed room to fight the two blind guys at the same time, plus those extra people. Yeah, it's a real pain. I didn't die, thankfully, 'cause I hate when his head gets cut off. And, it didn't take as long as it did the first time I played, which was the last game I won. Yes, I've only won once. I'd have won twice by now, had I not been forbidden or however you'd like to say, playing the game.