Chapter 6: Accepting the Offer

Author's note: Alright guys, I know this chapter is painfully short. So, what I was thinking was if I can get one new comment and one new follower today, I will upload the next chapter later tonight. What do you say? Do we have a deal? Hahaha. Either way, I'll still probably upload anyways :).

Oh, and I have a question for you guys: In your personal opinion, do you think Chris has blue or brown eyes? I read stories where sometimes he'll have blue or brown, but I'm not certain. I think though he has brown eyes. Anyways, what do you guys and gals think?

Thank you to fellow writer Sivan IXXX and Jill valentine for leaving me those comments, they're extremely motivating! And huge thanks to another fellow writer Sheva Alomar—very nice username, by the way—for leaving a comment, leaving a favorite and for following!

Much love and thanks to you guys, Sarai.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the RE characters that are included with this story. Capcom does.

Chris woke up in panic. He had the nightmare again. He clutched at the sheets and took deep breaths. He didn't know why but the nightmare scared him so much more than they had before. His head was dizzy and heavy. He leaned against the headboard of the bed and focused on his breathing. The nightmare had been the same. He was chasing after her and he was too late. She died.

Chris sat on the edge of the bed and laid his feet on the carpeted ground. He got up and went to the bathroom and washed his face. Last night he fell asleep thinking about her, he remembered. He had grown curious about her and he still didn't know her name. His head was swarming with thoughts and questions. He felt a little sick and decided he needed a hot shower.

As the water ran down Chris's body he tried to guess the girls name. But all the names he thought of just didn't seem to fit her. He thought maybe he'll just ask her again. 'She'll just avoid the question and starting interrogating me again,' Chris thought. 'But she said I might remember…'

Chris shook his head. The only way he'd remember her name is if he let her tell him about his past and who he really was. But he didn't really know if he wanted to know who he was. Chris finished his shower and dried himself off while still thinking about her.

He wiped the mirror above the sink clean of steam and condensation. He studied his reflection. "Who are you?" he asked himself. "Were you a good person? Or were you an asshole? Do you have family? A wife?"

'You're talking to yourself,' he thought. Chris thought of the offer the girl had made. He ran a hand through his wet hair and decided it was time that he found out who he was.

Sheva had woken up in better spirits that morning. She got up and went for a run. When she got back to the motel and was undressing for a shower, she heard something scratching at her window. She went to go see what it was but when she looked out the window, nothing was there. She forgot about it and went into the bathroom and took her shower.

Once she got out, she wrapped a towel around her body and started looking through her bag for something to wear. She heard the scratching again. As she was walking to the window to go inspect for the possible rodent bothering her, she heard a knock at the door.

Sheva held the towel around her body tightly and went to answer the door. As she swung it open, she was greeted with a smile from the last man she was expecting.

"Chris? What happened? Is something wrong?" Sheva rapidly asked.

"What? I can't come to see you?" Chris humorously asked.

"Uh…I just never thought you'd knock on my door." When Sheva was done talking she heard the scratching again, except it was louder and closer this time. She turned around and scanned her room.

Chris watched as she searched the room, "What's wrong?"

Sheva was still holding on to her towel while she looked around the window. "Huh? Oh. All morning I kept hearing something scratching at my window and I can't find it." Sheva was about to look under the bed when she realized she was half naked. "I'll be right back," she said as she grabbed her clothes. "Come on in."

As Sheva scurried off to the bathroom, Chris could hear the scratching as well. He walked in and closed the door behind him. He listened for the scratching and followed the sound. Sheva came out in jeans and a white spaghetti strap shirt.

Chris walked over to a nightstand next to the window and kneelt down to look under it. "I think I found the culprit." He reached his hand under the stand and pulled out a small black kitten.

Sheva awed at the kitten in Chris's hand. She walked over to him holding her hands out for the kitten. Chris let out a small laugh and placed the feline in her hands. She immediately held the kitten to her chest and rubbed her nose in its soft fur. She stepped towards the bed and sat down still holding the small animal.

Chris just watched her as she cooed over the cat. He felt himself smile at the sight but the smile left as quickly as it came. He leaned against the wall and continued to look at the girl sitting on the bed. "Do you think it's a girl or boy?"

Sheva looked at him for a second; almost forgetting that he was there. She held the kitten in front of her and inspected it. "Hmm… I think it's a girl. I'll name her Sophie."

"So you're keeping it then?" Chris asked fascinated.

"Well, if her mother doesn't come and get her, than I'm keeping her," Sheva said while petting Sophie. "Aren't you a cutie pie? Yes, you are! Yes, you are!" she said in a baby voice and rubbed her nose against the cats. Sheva set Sophie on the bed by the pillows and looked to Chris. "So, what made you decide to pay me a visit?"

"I want to take you up on your offer," Chris said while looking at the cat as it was getting comfortable on the bed. "I want to know who I am."

Sheva nearly jumped off the bed and shouted victory, but she contained herself. "I'm glad to hear that. Where do—"

She was cut off when Chris interrupted, "But there's only one way I will listen to you." She gave him a hesitant look and nodded for him to go on. "I'll let you inform me all about my past, if—and only if—you tell me about yourself."

'Is he serious?' Sheva thought. She quickly grew nervous. "Why do I have to tell you about myself?"

"Because I don't know anything about you; I just know you're face. You know so much about me and it only seems fair if I know something's about you. Deal?" Chris held out his hand for her to shake and seal the deal.

Sheva thought for a moment. It seemed fair, she guessed. She took deep breath and shook his hand. "Deal."

Author's note: Oh, Chris, you sly dog! And can we all take a moment and acknowledge the cuteness that is Sophie the Kitten?! Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter :).

In the next chapter, Chris learns the basics of his past and starts to feel "something" for a certain "someone". Oh la la. ;D

See you guys tonight! Sarai.