Chapter Three: Amour

Author's note: Two stories completed under my belt? Cool beans and crazy pintos! This is the last to 'Heavy Heart' and I've just fallen in love with this story. And I'm aware how hubris that sounds but I think my writing has improved and it really showed in this story. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the last part to 'Heavy Heart' and you guys are awesome!

Sheva Redfield: I was waiting the whole time in RE5 for Chris to confess his love for Sheva, but Capcom chose otherwise. Ha, I know I can turn into a total moody, hormonal, crazy person at times! So I think it's fair for Sheva to have little outbursts sometimes. Hmm, maybe she will find out… I hope you like the chapter!
Justsomegirl17: I felt like a manic dancer for a minute there! Chris has some issues but we love him for it. Haha, Sheva's just another girl who happens to have bitchy moments. Thank you, my love, and arrivederci!
Mss. KB: Oh, your review makes my heart do backflips! Josh is such a gentleman and he has the lovey dovey feelings for Jill. I wish they added the little talk they had in the DLC to the actual game. It would have opened up both Josh and Sheva and proved them available to other companions! Chris is just another human that feels guilt, disappointment and shame. Sheva must have gone through a lot in her life and I agree, it was fair she had a moment of aggravation. Thank you so much! I've been really trying my best to make it believable and enjoyable for everyone and to hear that makes me want to write more. Chris's and Sheva's long looks are definitely ones that look for strength and devotion in the other. To be fabulous is a goal and you too are ultra-fabulous and divine!
woldspiritqueen: I really do wish there were more stories that involve Jill/Josh, because they worked together so wonderfully. I'm glad you found my story and I hope you enjoy the last part to it!

See you at the end in the author's note.

-Sarai

Disclaimer: Resident Evil and its character belong to Capcom, yadda yadda. But the original characters and plot belongs to me.

Chris could feel his heartbeat quicken with every step he took. He was getting closer and closer to the hospital room that Sheva was staying in and it felt like a lifetime until he put his hand on the handle. He took a deep breath and opened the door. He slowly walked in to see Dr. Kubrick talking to Sheva on the other half of the room. Sheva noticed him immediately and smiled; however, the dimwit doctor continued to talk to her without the slightest clue there was a third person in the room.

"Well, Ms. Alomar, your results are just as expected. You are doing very well and you should be out of here very soon," he said in an almost forced low voice, not taking his eyes off her.

Sheva nodded politely and thanked the doctor. Chris stayed by the door and watched as the two conversed with each other.

"What are you planning on doing once you get out of the hospital?"

Sheva parted her lips to speak, but was at a loss for words. If she didn't know better, she'd say Dr. Kubrick was going to ask her out. "Uh, well, I'm planning on going back to work."

Kubrick nodded and held his clipboard under his arm, "Ms. Alomar, you should have some time off. Have some fun, go out. Speaking of going out, would you like to have dinner with me?"

There it was. Sheva was right. She wanted to laugh but held it back. She looked to Chris to find him with his arms crossed over his chest and a pissed off expression on his face. Sheva wasn't sure if she could control the laughter sneaking up her wind pipe. She cleared her throat and smiled to the doctor.

"Thank you Dr. Kubrick, if I feel up to it, I'll let you know."

The doctor smiled widely and winked at Sheva, "Please, call me Jesse. Well, I guess I'm off. Oh, did you want anything Ms. Alomar? Food or a drink?"

"Hmm, a coffee maybe?"

"I'm sorry, we can't let our patients have coffee," Dr. Jesse Kubrick said with a frown. "I can get you some water though."

"If she want's coffee, get her some coffee," Chris said, making his presence known to the doctor.

Kubrick turned around quickly and gulped loudly. It was silent for a minute as the doctor looked to the door, then to Chris, then back to the door. Sheva watched the doctor as he silently panicked.

"Water will be just fine," she said trying to ease the situation.

"You wanted coffee," Chris said. "So, Jesse here can get you some coffee."

Dr. Kubrick nodded frantically. "I can get you some coffee. I'll get it right now."

Before Sheva could persuade the doctor to just get her some water, he was speed walking to the door and then gone from the room. Chris scoffed as the doctor made his way around him.

"What the hell was that?" Sheva asked with irritation evident in her voice.

"What was what?" he played stupid as he closed the door and leaned against the wall.

"The way you talked to him. He was just being honest. I would have been fine with water."

"A thank you would suffice," he said looking away from her.

"A thank you? Why should I thank you?"

Chris sighed angrily, "He was bothering you."

"He was not bothering me. He was bothering you. I was having a nice conversation with him."

"A nice conver—you call getting hit on a nice conversation?"

Sheva snarled under her breath. "I'm stuck in this bed, so yeah, getting hit on is a nice change from just sitting in a quiet room all alone. And it was a lot better than the conversation I'm having now."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"What do you think it's supposed to mean? You're pissed off about something and it's annoying me," she said, looking him dead in the eyes.

"Sorry to inconvenience you," he said with frustration dripping from his voice.

Sheva sighed, "Chris, you're not an inconvenience. I just feel that something is wrong and you won't tell me. So please tell me what the matter is."

"Forget it."

"Chris, what's the matter?" she inquired, starting to worry.

"What's the matter? The matter is that you got hurt and now you're stuck in the hospital and I have to come see you when I don't want to."

Sheva stared at him in disbelief and hurt. She was motionless and speechless. Tears welled up in her eyes immediately and she bowed her head to her lap and covered her face with her hands. She took a deep breath but the tears started to pour.

Chris watched as Sheva cried to herself silently. If he didn't like himself before, he loathed himself now. He stayed where he was but leaned forward a bit. "Sheva, don't cry, I'm sorry…that's not what I meant."

"Can you just go?" she said between hiccups.

"Sheva, I'm sorry, I didn't mean—"

"Leave!" she shouted as she looked at him with a sad expression mixed with anger.

Just as Chris was about to apologize again, Dr. Kubrick came in with a cup of coffee in his hand and a weary smile on his face. He saw the disheveled Sheva and gasped, "What happened? Is everything alright?"

Chris growled at the man. "Everything's fine. Leave us alone."

Kubrick looked at Sheva and she just shook her head and hid her face in her hands again. He was about to say something but Chris stood straighter and gave him a look that was most definitely a warning. The doctor got the hint and placed the coffee on a table by the door and left instantly. Chris shut the door again and looked back at Sheva.

She had stopped crying and she was now wiping the tears away from her cheeks and sniffling. Chris could feel his heart break and he wanted to punch himself for making her cry. He hesitantly took a step towards her and then another. Soon he was next to her bed and watched her as she grabbed for tissues. She reached with her left arm, the one with the injured shoulder, and she yelped in pain when she stretched too far. Chris gently put his hand on her arm and pushed her hand down back to her side. She pouted and hiccupped. He grabbed the box of tissues and handed it to her.

"I'm sorry, Sheva. That's not what I meant," he said with low voice.

"Whatever."

"Can I explain?"

Sheva shrugged as she dabbed her eyes with the tissue. He took that as a yes and sat on the edge of the bed with his feet still planted on the ground. She continued to hiccup and sniffle.

"What I meant was that I don't want to see you this way. Hurt and hooked up to a machine."

"I don't like it either, Chris, but it happens."

"It could have been avoided if I was watching out for you, though. I let you get hurt and now I have to see you like this," he said looking down to his hands.

"That was all my fault. I should have been more cautious. No one let me get hurt besides myself."

"I just wish I was there to protect you…" He furrowed his brows and refused to look at her.

Sheva scooted closer to him and rest her hand on his shoulder. "You did protect me. You called the medic and got me here, right? I'm safe now."

Chris just sighed sadly and looked at the floor. He felt her fingertips on his temple and felt a wave of relief and desire roll through his body. He closed his eyes and focused on her touch.

"How did you get bruises here?" she asked quietly.

Chris opened his eyes and rubbed his temple. He felt a slight pain when he put pressure on the skin. He knew where it was from but he wasn't going to tell Sheva how he got them. That would lead to question why he hit himself in the first place and that would lead to him telling her about his invasion of her while she was asleep. He just shrugged.

"I don't know. Maybe I'm thinking too much lately."

Sheva giggled and continued to rub soft circles on his temples, massaging the bruised skin. "Maybe, but don't think too hard too much. You're too handsome to have bruises all over your face."

Chris looked at her surprised and she felt her eyes widen. She didn't know what she was saying and then that came out.

"I-I don't know where that came from," she insisted shyly as she pulled her hand away.

"Did you just flirt with me?" he asked with a grin on his lips.

"Uh…no. I was just being nice." She looked everywhere around the room besides at Chris.

"I'm pretty sure you just flirted with me, Shev."

She shrugged and felt her cheeks redden. She fidgeted with the gown she wore and avoided eye contact with him.

Chris wanted to laugh at her modesty. He couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. Sheva shot him an angry look and hit his shoulder.

"Don't laugh at me!"

"I'm not laughing at you. Well, not really. It's just you should see your face!" he said, still laughing.

"Shut up!" She hid her face in her hands again when she felt her cheeks get hotter.

Chris managed to calm down a bit, but still a laugh would come out of his mouth. "Hey, come on; don't hide away from me and my handsomeness."

"Oh God!" she said into her hands.

Chris chuckled and grabbed her wrists. "Shev, come on. Look at me."

After a minute, he managed to pry her hands off her face. Chris stopped laughing when he saw her face. She was blushing and her eyes were slightly red from crying only moments before. But she was perfect. Her eyes her bright and her skin was luminescent. Her lips were slightly parted and Chris found himself leaning towards her mouth with his own.

Sheva noticed his face slowing coming towards hers and she grew eager. She felt her body tingle with excitement. He was leaning in too slowly and she placed her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him to her all the way. She pressed her lips to his and moaned quietly as she felt the warmth from his touch on her.

Chris acted quickly and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. The hand on the back of his neck slipped to his back and her elbow rested on his shoulder while her left hand was on his chest feeling his defined muscles. Their kiss quickly turned fervent and neither could control themselves.

After a minute or two of kissing, Chris felt her tongue asking for entrance and he welcomed her in. He greedily kissed her while his free hand massaged her thigh. He felt a familiar sensation coming from his lower regions and pulled Sheva closer to him.

Sheva could feel a bulge pushing into her hip and she smirked against the kiss. She moved her hand from his chest to his jeans and rubbed her hand on the center of the denim. He moaned loudly and moved his hand from her thigh to on top of her hand on his crotch, holding her hand still. He moved his kisses to her neck and bite at her skin.

"Shev, we can't—you can't do this right now. You need rest."

Sheva shivered from his hot breath on her neck. "I don't think you want me to stop, Chris."

Chris chuckled and pulled away from her neck and kissed her lips sweetly. "No, I don't want you to. But if we keep going, you're going to open up your stitches. So you need to rest."

Sheva sighed and nodded. "You're going to regret it, you know? Stopping me, I mean," she tested him with a smile on her face.

He pushed the bangs off her forehead. "I already do."

She lay down on her side and patted the space next to her signaling for him to lay with her. He smiled and lay behind her, wrapping his arms around her. She settled into him and closed her eyes.

"How do you feel?" he asked. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable and healthy.

"I feel sexually frustrated, Chris."

Chris laughed and held her closer, "Me too."

(One Week Later)

Jill was helping Sheva put on her shirt while Chris and Josh were waiting outside in the waiting area. Jill was careful not to disturbed the halfway healed stitches on Sheva's shoulder as she slid the lavender cotton tee over her arm. She tucked the shirt at the hem to fit it in place on her body.

"Thank you, Jill. I feel so silly that I need help putting my clothes on."

"Don't mention it," Jill said as she pulled Sheva's hair out of the shirts collar and smoothed it on her shoulders.

Sheva giggled as Jill groomed her and patted her hand. "Don't worry. I'm not going on the red carpet or anything."

Jill laughed, "Sorry, I'm a little compulsive. You ready?"

Sheva nodded happily as she grabbed her sweater and held it in her arm, "Never been more ready."

They walked out the hospital room's door and closed it behind them. As they walked down the hall to the waiting area they ran into Dr. Kubrick. Sheva had ultimately declined his invitation for dinner but thanked him for his generosity. He took it pretty well and didn't show any dislike towards her.

"You stay out of trouble from now on, Ms. Alomar," he said friendlily.

She playfully saluted to him, "I'll do my best. Thanks Jesse."

He waved them off and went on to help more patients. As Jill and Sheva were about to enter the lobby, Lana the nurse said farewell to Sheva and wished her the best. Jill found it odd for a nurse to wish a patient good luck for her, but didn't bother to think about its hidden meaning. Sheva knew exactly what she meant. She was referring to Chris. Sheva had talked more to the nurse about him and gushed to her about him.

They finally made it to the waiting area and found the two guys. They stood and greeted Jill and Sheva. Josh ruffled Sheva's hair and gave her a gentle hug.

"I'm glad to see you up and walking around, Shevy."

Sheva scrunched her nose but laughed, "Thanks, Josh."

Josh nodded and walked over to Jill and hugged her closely. The two were getting along great and found plenty in common when it came to interests and preference. They could talk about anything and everything. Josh was aware of how delicate Jill was at the moment and took things slow. They hadn't kissed on the lips yet but he was alright with that. He was content with simply holding her hand and kissing her forehead.

Jill was thankful for his patience and gentleness. She found herself being the one to hug him and kiss his cheek more often. She knew that tonight she was finally going to kiss him. Really kiss him. She smiled up at him and held onto his hand. They had talked for a while last night about how they were going to stay together while being countries and oceans apart. After tons of suggestions and offered compromises, Jill decided she wanted to stay in Africa.

She wasn't ready to face everyone in America, so staying here seemed like a good decision. And once she felt better and more comfortable, she'd visit her friends in America. Josh was more than happy to have Jill stay here with him. He was hesitant to ask her to stay with him in his home but he assured her he had a spare bedroom that she could stay in. She happily accepted his offer and all was settled.

Africa was welcoming a new resident while it was saying goodbye to another.

Sheva and Chris had talked as well. Not nearly as long as Jill and Josh, though. They decided after a few minutes of debating on what to do with their relationship and decided that Sheva was going to America with Chris. She had spent a few years in America in her teenage years, so she felt safe enough to go there. She felt even safer now that she was going to be with Chris. When she agreed to go the states with him he nearly fainted. He was overly happy about her choice.

Their plane for America was leaving tomorrow afternoon so both she and Chris needed to pack for their departure. After a long time of talking in the lobby of the hospital, they all said goodbye and promised they'd see one another before their plane lifted off tomorrow.

Chris had already packed his things the night before. It wasn't much really; just some clothing and equipment for the job. He and Sheva headed for her small home that was only a ten minute walk from base. Once they got to her home, she immediately went for her room and started to pack her belongings. Chris looked around her home and admired the humble decorations that adorned it. It was cozy and warm. Nothing like his apartment back in NYC. He walked to Sheva's bedroom and watched her for a while as he leaned against the door frame. She was pulling clothes out of the closet and folding the items to put into boxes and bags. She could feel him watching her and she looked to him and smiled.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Chris shook his head and stayed silent. Sheva had seen this look before and walked over to him. She stood in front of him and looked up into his brown eyes. She combed her fingers through his hair and studied his expression.

"What is it Chris? I know you're thinking about something," she said softly.

He sighed heavily and wrapped his arms around her. "Are you sure you want to come to America with me?"

Sheva furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head to the side. "Of course I'm sure. Why? Do you want to go alone?"

He shook his head quickly, "No, I want you with me. It's just seeing how nice and personal your home here is makes me think that you won't like it over in America."

Sheva had a small smile on her face. "It'll be hard to get used to, but I'll have you there with me. And when I get my own apartment, I can make it my own and make it feel like home."

"When you get your own apartment?" he questioned.

"Yeah. I got to live somewhere, Chris," she said smiling.

"Why don't you just stay with me?"

She thought for a minute. "Don't you think that's too quick?"

"No. I mean, well yeah, I guess so," Chris said. "But I want you to stay with me at my place."

"I'd like to stay with you, too, Chris. But I don't want to rush things. What if we get sick of each other?"

"I don't think I could ever get sick of you, Shev," he said with a smirk on his lips. "Sheva, I like you a lot and to be honest, I've never felt this way for someone so quickly. The idea of waking up to you next to me every morning is what I want. I want you, Shev."

"I want you, too, Chris." She stood on her tip toes and kissed his lips passionately. She pulled away and gazed at him. "Oh, my dream man."

Chris laughed and kissed her cheek. "Let's get to packing then."

The two packed for a long time and finished with her personal things in the bedroom and bathroom and now moved on to the living room. They talked constantly, neither growing bored with the conversation. They talked about childhood memories and realized how much they had in common. Granted, Sheva hadn't a sibling to look out for at a young age, but she did have to take care of herself. Both were separated from the parents and never saw them again. They both fended for themselves and matured at a young age and quickly. Somehow talking about their childhood memories turned into their ambitions for the domestic future.

"I always wanted kids. Maybe one or two, I don't know. Not for a while though, I'm still young," Sheva said while she placed her framed photos in a box.

"A boy or girl?" Chris asked, truly curious.

Sheva shrugged. "One of each maybe? I don't think it'd matter really; I'd love them no matter what. Would you rather have a boy or girl?"

He nodded. "Same. Maybe two of each."

"You want four kids?" she asked surprised.

"Why not? I always wanted a big family."

Sheva started to crawl over to him. "That's a lot of baby making, you know?"

Chris watched as she made her way over to him on her hands and knees. He could feel his jeans becoming tighter on him looking at her. She made her way to him and crawled into his lap.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Baby making," he said blithely.

"Mhm and I think we should start practicing," she said as she lowered her lips to his neck.

Chris tilted his head back to give her better access to his neck. He savored the feeling of the soft kisses she left on him. He rubbed her back with his hand and caressed her curves.

"Want to know a secret?" she asked sensuously with her lips still on his skin.

He chuckled, "Sure."

Sheva smiled when she felt his neck vibrate as he chuckled. "The first night I was in the hospital, I had a dream about you."

Chris brought her face up to look at him, "You did?"

She nodded as she snaked her arms around his neck. "I couldn't see anything but I could feel you touching me. You kissed me here," she kissed his jawline. "Here," she laid a kiss on his temple. "Here," now on his nose. "And here," finally she planted a gentle kiss on his lips. "It felt so real. When I woke up the next morning I was so let down to realize it was just dream."

Chris looked to his hands that were resting on her hips. "That wasn't a dream."

Sheva had a confused look on her face. "What do you mean?"

Chris looked at her with guilt in his eyes. "I did kiss you. But you were under sedation and I took advantage of you. I feel so guilty that I did that to you."

"That was real?"

He nodded slowly with a sad look in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"What?"

"I mean, if you woke me up then I could have kissed you back," she said.

"Kubrick said to let you sleep—you don't hate me?"

Sheva gave him a stern look. "I could never hate you. Sure, it was kind of taking advantage, but if you were the one asleep and I was looking after you, I don't think I would have stopped at kissing."

Chris laughed nervously, "Oh really? What would you have done?"

Sheva smiled innocently at him. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe kiss your neck," she demonstrated her words. "Then your chest and I don't think I'd be able to control my hands…" She unbuttoned his shirt and slipped her hand into his jeans.

Chris rolled his head back when he felt her grab him in her hand. She was picking up where she left off in the hospital. However, this time Chris didn't have the strength to tell her to stop. She continued to kiss him and pleasure him.

What started as packing ended up with the two making love right there on the carpeted floor in the living room. After two hours, they were both exhausted. Sheva lay on her chest, trying to catch her breath while Chris lay on his side with his jaw rested in his hand. He watched her and couldn't stop the smile from creeping onto his lips.

"You're beautiful," he said as he reached a hand over and stroked her hair.

"I try," she said as she turned her face to look at him.

"You don't have to try. You just are."

Sheva could feel the blush color her cheeks but she didn't hide away. "Thank you. You're beautiful, too."

Chris snorted, "Beautiful? Thanks, Shev."

She sat up and held onto his hand. "No I'm serious, you're beautiful. You have wonderful brown eyes and your lips are perfect. And don't forget, you are nicely built," she patted his bicep. "But you're even more beautiful because of who you are. You genuinely care for the people around you and you would go out of your way to help anyone in need."

It was Chris's turn to blush and he rubbed his eyes; really trying to hide his modesty. Sheva giggled at him and pushed him onto his back and straddled him. She locked his wrists in her hands above his head and smiled down at him.

"Don't be so shy, beautiful!"

Chris laughed aloud and reached up and kissed her with so much love. Sheva released his wrists and traced her fingers down his arms to his shoulders. He shivered at her light touch. He wrapped his arms around her and continued to kiss her affectionately.

Chris pulled away and admired her beauty. He looked at her shoulder and trailed his thumb along the healing wound. He thanked God that he wasn't too rough with her and avoided opening her wound up.

She sat up and reached for her clothing by the couch. But before she could dress herself, Chris grabbed onto her hands and held them in his. She looked down at him curiously.

Chris sat up with her still in his lap, "Sheva, I-I, uh…"

Sheva smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, "I love you, too, Chris."

He sighed happily and hugged her tightly to him. "I love you, Sheva."

The End

Author's note: Well now that they've confessed their love for each other, they need to go start that baby-making and get married, right? I hope you all enjoyed this short story and thanks to those who reviewed, favorited, followed, and simply read it!

To give a heads up, I did write something else. But it's just a one-shot and it's a lemon. So I know it won't appeal to everyone; however, those you dislike lemons can just avoid it, right? I'm thinking about publishing it in 3-4 days, so there you go!

See you soon, my lovely's, and thanks again!

-Sarai