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AN: Okay I work the next few days, so I wanted to get this out before than, Since it might be a couple of days before I can more than likely update again.
Jill woke up suddenly, gasping for air. 'Just another Dream' she thought to herself.
Jill has been waking up constantly all night from nightmares, this was probably the fourth or fifth one now, and she was starting to lose count. She would either Dream of herself dying, or thinking of how her best friend Todd died. Sometimes Chris would take Todd's place in that dream. They had only been back for about twelve hours now, the chief wanted to debrief Chris tomorrow morning. With Wesker, all of bravo, and half of Alpha team gone Chris was now senior member of STARS.
She stood from the bed, seeing that Chris was sound asleep. Jill decided to head down stairs to stretch her feet for now. Before steeping out of the bedroom she turned look back at Chris, smiling as she remembered what happened a few hours ago.
Jill went straight to bedroom when they both had arrived to Chris's house. Jill knew she couldn't dwell on what happened. Todd wouldn't want that for her, it didn't make life easier trying to forget. No, she wouldn't forget Todd, how could she. Jill promised herself to write a letter to his family sometime later.
"Hay" Chris said leaning against the door way of the bedroom.
Jill looked over to Chris. "Hay, where's Clair?" She asked.
Chris began walking towards the bed, as he rubbed the back of his own neck. "She's still at school, should be back to visit in a month or so"
"That's Nice" Jill stated, as Chris sat next to her on the bed.
"Listen, like I said if you need to talk, I'm here" Chris reminded her, while he placed his left arm around Jill's shoulder.
"I know, please let's just not talk about that for now"
"Fair enough, apparently I'm the head of STARS now" Chris said frowning, as he tried to change the subject.
Jill looked a little puzzled with Chris's mood. "Is that such a bad thing"
"Well IT might be, if Chief Irons wasn't going to disband the team"
"What!" Jill gasped, surprised that they would even do such a thing.
"Yeah I know, my debrief tomorrow is meant to try and persuade them not to, but from what brad tells me they're going to take all our badges. It's not looking good Jill, we might be better off leaving Raccoon city" Chris explained.
"We can't leave Chris, you heard what Todd said, there's another facility here under are very feet. We have to stop umbrella, where the only ones who can"
Chris held his other hand up, in an effort to calm Jill down. "I know, I know that Jill. It was just a suggestion, nothing more. Before the debrief tomorrow I'm going to check in with Brian and Sarah at the hospital. See if they could do anything to help us with their contacts in the CIA"
Jill sighed. "I guess will just have to cross that bridge when we come to it" Chris laughed to Jill's statement. "What?" Jill asked.
"You know you're cute when you fret around like that" Chris replied, laughing, while Jill playfully hit him in the shoulder.
With the mood starting to lighten up again, Jill breathed in deep, thinking of what could of happen in that nightmarish place. "Chris, for a while there, when I was in the cell, I…I thought I lost you, but I never gave up hope that you would come for me" Jill admitted, as she slowly began tearing up.
Chris placed his hand under her chin gently. A moment of silence passed before Chris placed his lips over hers, like they did a few times before, yet every time he did so it felt like a new experience. Letting go of their embrace for air Chris looked into Jill's eyes.
"Never doubt that I will be there for you Jill, Never" Chris silently said, as he made a promise to himself to always be there for her.
Jill smiled, as she began to say the words she admitted to herself the night before. "I….i love you Chris Redfield" She choked.
"And I love you, Jill valentine" Chris replied, as he began to lay her down on the bed they've been sitting on, While Jill began to undue His shirt. "Jill, are you sure" Chris asked, not wanting to pressure her into anything
Jill nodded before replying. "I am, now stop staling Redfield"
With the memory fresh on her mind, Jill continued walking into the living room, as she thought a glass of water would help ease her nerves. It was In that moment she heard something lightly hit the front door. Jill, knowing where Chris kept all his weapons in the house, grabbed one of his canceled Pistols in a nearby cabinet. Doing so was probably overkill, but with the events that happened the night before she wasn't taking any chances. After all Umbrella was still out there, and they would probably do everything in their power to silence people like her.
Jill stood just outside the front door, as she slowly began to turn the door knob. She sighed at the sight of only the darkened neighborhood before her. She figured whatever that was had probably just been the wind. When Jill turned around towards the door, she noticed something hanging from the outside handle on the door. Jill gently grabbed what looked like a necklace of some sorts; it was hard to what it was in the darkness. However when Jill brought the contents now in her hand towards her face, she knew exactly what it was, and gasped to what she was seeing.
Late afternoon of the next day, Raccoon Police Department
"Zombies, Is this some sort of joke officer Redfield" Chief Irons raised his voice, keeping himself form yelling.
Chris had been spending the best part of an hour, going over and over with his report. He had stopped by at the hospital this morning, to check in on Brian and Sarah. Jill had been uncomfortably silent all morning as well. Chris had wondered wither or not it was because they had slept together last night. She said she was ready, but Chris worried that he pressured her to quickly, and wither or not she was regretting it now. Chris looked towards the chief, trying once again to get through to him.
"Call them what you want Chief, zombies, cannibal freaks, but it's the truth. Brad and Valentine can confirm that." Chris explained, forcing himself to remain still on the chair in front of Chief Iron's desk.
"What about those other two that was with you when you came back?" Chief Irons asked.
"Other who?" Chris replied, looking like he didn't know a thing the chief was asking. They all decided to keep the information of their new two friends quiet. Chris didn't know who he could trust right now.
"Fine Officer Redfield, keep your secrets if you wish. But I'm going to need your badge and gun. Pass to word out to the remnants of your teams as well. You three are no longer part of this department" The Chief said, setting up straight in his chair now.
Chris stood in frustration; he was prepared for this since yesterday. IT still didn't stop him from getting pissed. "Fine!" Chris yelled, throwing his badge on Chief Iron's desk, as he turned to leave his officer.
Chief Irons stood form his desk "And your gun Redfield" He yelled towards Chris.
Chris didn't look back; he just stuck his middle finger back towards the chief. "My gun was never Police issue, jack ass" Chris replied, slamming his office door shut.
Chris stood outside of the chief's office, frozen in place with the fact that he was no longer not only a part of STARs, but no longer a police officer in general. He should be mad, he should be pissed out of his mind, but he wasn't. Chris just smiled with the thought of being free, free from the police rules, free to do his job now as he could see fit, As long as he kept things either legal, or quiet of course. Chris was so worked up at the fact that he was a civilian again he didn't even notice Brad tapping him on the shoulder.
"So what's the verdict flyboy" Brad asked, although by the look on Chris face he was pretty sure what the answer was already.
Chris now looked at Brad. "It's what you thought; the chief kicked us all out." Chris paused looking on the badge on Brad's jacket. "He wants all our badges by the way" Chris explained.
"Oh really" Brad replied curiously. Without thinking brad undid his officer's badge, as he went behind Chris to quickly open Chief Irons door. "Here's my badge Jackass" Brad yelled, tossing the badge inside. Chris could hear the chief shouting again, but before any arguments could before, Brad had shut the door as quickly as he opened it.
Chris could only laugh at Brad's reaction; he obviously didn't care as well. "You know, I called him a Jackass too"
Brad patted Chris on his back, giving a chuckle. "Yeah, well he is. Wait did you give him the finger?" Brad asked, while Chris nodded in reply. Brad held out his fist in frustration. "Damn I should of thought of that" Brad now looked like he was thinking really hard about something. "Tell Jill to give me her badge, I'll turn it in for her, then Give the chief Two fingers"
Chris shook his head towards Brad. "What you going to do now?" Chris asked.
Brad shrugged. "Not sure, think I'm going to leave town, maybe visit my girl"
"Ha, I didn't know you had a girl Brad, are you sure she's real" to that comment Chris received a shove from Brad. Chris now looked back towards Brad, holding his hand out. "It's been an honor Brad"
Brad took his hand, shaking it. "Likewise flyboy, although I'm sure this won't be the end"
Chris huffed. "You can say that again"
With Chris giving his farewells, he met Jill in the parking garage at the stations. Chris walked over to Jill, giving her a quick Kiss.
"Hay" He said towards her.
"Hay yourself, Redfield" Jill replied smiling.
"Did you catch Brad?" Chris asked.
Jill nodded "Yeah, gave him my badge, I can't believe this is really happening"
"Come on, let's talk over a cup of coffee, Chris said, opening The STARS jeep they had always been using. Before Chris could enter the driver's seat he just looked towards Jill, who had yet to move. "What?" Chris asked.
"Doesn't that Jeep belong to the station?" She asked, wondering why Chris would still have the Keys.
Chris could only laugh to this, Jill didn't quite understand. And he didn't blame her. "No, Everything in STARS belongs to Wesker personally, and with him dead, and me being Senior member, for the short time that maybe be, Everything In STARS was left to me. That includes This Jeep, as well as All of Weskers personal funding"
Jill smirked, walking towards the passenger side of the Jeep. "My my Redfield, isn't that stealing" She teased.
"Nope, what the chief doesn't know won't hurt him. Besides, I'm sure we can put the STARS funds in could use, It's not like I'm going to use it for my own personal use. Now how bout we talk over a cup of Coffee?" Chris asked, as Jill just finished buckling her seatbelt.
"Chris isn't that a personal use" Jill laughed, she just enjoyed teasing Chris that was for sure.
"Hay, I say buying my Girlfriend a Cup of Coffee is putting the funds to good use" Chris replied, as Jill playfully hit Chris on his shoulder.
...
They stopped into a local cafe, as they say together in what Chris said was his favorite table.
"So, did you talk to Brian and Sarah?" Jill asked, as she took a sip of her coffee.
"Yeah, Brian looked over the data all night, it mentioned a facility under the city, although it didn't mention where. The two are leaving the city this evening to met with their contacts, so we probably won't hear from them for some time"
Jill nodded, she looked really shook up about something, Chris noticed that. He was going to ask before she threw a folder on the table.
"What's this?" Chris asked
Jill opened the folder, and Chris immediately recognized the reports on the papers. They were reports and files on events that had happened the past few weeks. "We need to find that facility Chris, and it got me thinking. The bank incident, that hostage situation from before I joined the team, they all have a connection to this I just know it" Jill explained, she looked really tired, as if she been looking over this for some time.
Chris huffed, not really sure they should be discussing this now, but now was as good of time as any. "Okay, what have you got?"
"Well Trent from the bank robbery led to a dead end. He was working for some security job for Umbrella, but the place of his employment no longer there, actually it disappeared they day he went nuts" Jill explained, throwing the first set of reports aside.
"Okay, so that's a dead end" Chris examined.
"Then I went to the hostage station. That Mr. Anderson you were ordered to take down. He worked for some private research with umbrella, but….."
"Let me guess, the place he worked isn't there as well?" Chris asked, as Jill nodded toward the conclusion. "So that leads to another dead end, which means we have nothing, Jill"
With Chris's conclusion Jill couldn't help herself smile. "That is, until I looked at the victim from that Anderson took hostage"
"And?" Chris asked, now somewhat curious to what Jill was letting on.
That's when Jill pulled out a personal report on the hostage. "A William Birkin's"
"Place of employment?" Chris asked.
"Works with some university in the city, but when I called to ask about him, they said he's hardly ever there" Jill explained
"Which means it's probably a cover Job" Chris finished.
"Exactly, but I have his place of residence right here in the city. We should look him up. I thought about checking the warehouse district we first encountered Todd, but we could be searching there forever. We need…"
"Jill, hold up a second" Chris blurted out cutting her off from continuing to bury themselves in work. "We need to stay low for now, there's no telling whose watching us. Give it a week, than we can begin looking into this lead" Chris explained.
Jill frowned, she knew Chris was right, but doing this helped get her mind off, other things. "Fine" Jill fret.
"What else is on your mind Jill?" Chris asked, trying to get to the subject of what was really bothering her. "You've been like this all morning, if it's about what we did last night than….."
"No, of course that's not what I'm disturbed about" Jill quickly replied, holding Chris hand across the table. "Chris don't ever think that, last night was perfect, just perfect"
"Than what is it Jill" Chris replied, as Jill just looked towards the floor. "We have to be honest to each other; you know you can trust me with anything"
Jill knew Chris was right, and she knew she had to talk him about this. She took a deep breath, as she took something out of her pocket, handing it towards Chris. "This was on your….Our door handle at the house last night, I woke up in the middle of the night, I thought I heard something at the door. When I went outside, nobody was there, than I saw this hanging on the handle"
When Jill removed her hand from his, leaving the contents in his hand, Chris looked at it. It was a set of dog tags; Chris was in the military he knew what they looked like. He then looked at the name on the tags. Chris now looked towards Jill. "Jill, this…..this doesn't mean what you think this is, why wouldn't he contact us?"
"He's alive Chris, I just know it, and he worked for umbrellas remember. They would probably be after him if they knew he was alive" Jill explained, as she leaned in closer to Chris. "Todd's alive, and when the time comes, I'll sure he'll help us" Jill whispered.
Chris didn't want to get her hopes up, but he didn't want to deny her what she believed. If he was truly alive Chris could only hope he would help them in the days to come.
Airport
"Brian, can you wait here for a minute while I use the restroom?" Sarah asked.
Both she and Brian were leaving Raccoon city to meet up with their contact in the CIA. Brian had been jumpy ever since they left the hospital, saying that they were being followed. But Sarah didn't see anyone; she just figured he was tense after the events in the mansion. Brian looked towards Sarah, as they were in the main lobby of the airport.
"Sure thing gorgeous, just hurry back" He replied
Sarah nodded as she leaned in to kiss his cheek. They had just worked out their feelings for each other at the hospital. Although Brian still hadn't stop his bad comments and constant flirting she would change it for anything. She had always felt something for him, but just wished he would mature about the way he acted. Nearly dying on a few occasions in the mansion had changed all their views. Hell she even thinks it might have finally matured him.
With Brian now alone he noticed a lot of cops around the airport, more than there should be. He knew something wasn't right.
"Brian Vickers" A voice from behind said, Brian turned, wondering who the hell knew his last name, it was a Cop.
"Who wants to know?" Brian asked, noticing more cops surrounding him.
"I'm placing you under arrest" The officer said, taking out a set of hand cuffs.
Brian slowly took a step back. "On what charges?"
"The murders of a whole team and the half of the other of the STARS members in the Police force" The officer explained, looking really angry. "Please don't come quietly, I like roughing up a cop killer"
Brian couldn't believe what he was hearing; he just knew umbrella was behind this somehow. It was like they always said, once you're in your never out. Two officers grabbed him from behind, but Brian Shoved the two officers back. A third officer from the side pulled out a handgun. Brian quickly grabbed the weapon out of his head, kicking him back at the same time. He used the butt of the handgun to whack another officer that was rushing him on the side of his head; he wasn't going to take the chance of shooting a cop here. Brian knew he was done for, he knew he was going to be arrested, but that didn't mean he had to make it easy on them. He also tried to make the biggest scene as possible, in order for Sarah to take notice and get out of here.
With the forth officer Brian had just whacked on the head currently on the ground, the two he first shoved down suddenly tackled Brian from behind. The main officer who had told Brian his charge's came up to him, punching Brian a few times in the face. Is this wasn't police brutality, didn't Brian didn't know what was. The two holding him down, now started cuffing him. Brian looked around, notching a large crowd forming in the lobby; he made Sarah out within the crowd. Brian moved his lips without talking, forming the words to her 'Run'.
Some weird stuff going on in the police department eh