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8. Thrill Vermillion

"I want to go with you" Claire's jumping up throwing things into the various bags.

At those simple words Alice clenched her teeth, having a good idea how the next part of this conversation was going to go. "Claire we can't go to Zurich, Umbrella has probably circulated our photos around, they're going to be looking for us everywhere, probably with violence."

Claire stops packing looking at Alice in confusion. "You just said we had to get to Zurich, now you're saying we can't go?"

"I'm saying we can't go, but I am going"

Finally Claire got the point.

"I need you to wait here, where it's safe. I'll find out what I need, then come back for you."

Claire snorts audibly, smiling sardonically. "Yeah right, like that's going to happen."

Alice exhales audibly, rolling her eyes at the expected outburst.

"You're NOT coming Claire." Her voice growing angrier.

Claire just stares at her, challenging Alice with her smirk.

"You're staying here."

"I don't fucking think so."

"Oh come on!" Alice says moving around to calm herself. "You're not prepared for this!"

"Prepared?" Claire says moving towards Alice. "I can take care of myself."

Alice smiles. "Oh, yeah right with what? A toaster?. I can't find my way around a strange and need I say hostile place if I have to look out for you."

"Oh I'm sorry Alice, I had no idea I was such a fucking burden, I mean I should have known that you had a plan to save us that didn't involve me and a toaster or a shotgun and I'm certain that you would have been fine stitching your fucking shoulder up yourself." Claire took a deep breath in order to continue her rant.

"Dammit Claire you know that's not what I mean!"

"No, I think it is" She says invading Alice's personal space. "I can't fucking believe you were just thanking me for staying then kissing me and all that bullshit and now you're leaving me behind!"

"Bullshit?" Alice says getting angrier. "I'm trying to fucking protect you from all this hell. If you think for one minute I am going in there with you along for the ride so your pride doesn't get hurt, you're wrong. You stay here, I will come and get you when it's safe and that is the end, this is not up for debate."

Alice was certain she had won the argument after no more words were forthcoming. The resounding smack across the side of her face forced her to think again.

"How fucking dare you." Claire's swinging her hand again but before it could make contact, Alice grabbed her wrist pushing her up against the wall.

"You know what they say Red?" Alice says, her voice is a scary cold whisper. "The first one is free, the second one is gonna cost you."

"You don't scare me." Claire spat out and Alice chooses this exact moment to get closer to her, sliding her right leg between Claire's to keep her more easily cornered. Claire tries to ignore the sensations that this causes in her body, still too angry to give up her ego.

"No?" Alice mutters, her eyes are a pair of electric blue wells. Both women are looking at each other, fighting with their gaze.

"No" Claire mutters but the chill that runs up her body, suggests otherwise.

Shit

"Uh huh" Alice mumbles, smiling, moving her head towards Claire's.

Claire struggles to get free, but it only causes Alice to lean further against her. "Take your fucking hands off me." She says, still moving.

"No." Alice says her greater body mass ensuring that a wild and furious Claire isn't going anywhere until she calms down.

"Get the fuck off me."

"No." Alice whispers against her ear sending another chill down Claire's body.

Claire gave up trying to move her hands and settle instead for trying to kick out against her tormentor, still fighting against the heat that's gathering in her body.

It looks like Alice is enjoying the ride, because her face is one of complete amusement.

"Fuck you Alice!" Claire says haltingly, getting tired of her attempts to get free, but not giving up just yet.

A chuckle leaves Alice's lips, one that sounds completely sexy in Claire's ears. Unable to get enough force behind her to kick Alice away, Claire raises her legs wrapping them around Alice's waist trying on squeeze the life out of her.

"Not working." Alice purrs, annoying Claire even more.

Tired of fighting without getting any result, Claire raises her pelvis trying to push Alice away, however as soon as her crotch presses against Alice's a soft exhale exits her mouth. Alice, figuring out what Claire was originally trying to do, pressed against her harder, further distressing the redhead.

Claire's annoyance now is completely replaced by heat; another sigh leaves her mouth as soon as Alice pushes again against her core.

"Get…the fuck of me!" Claire repeats, trying one more time but her voice cracks when Alice's lips touches her earlobe slightly.

"I don't think that you mean that" Alice whispers in her ear, her husky voice provocative.

Alice gaze is on hers as she moves her head towards Claire's, her blue eyes showing desire.

The fight dropped out of Claire as fast as it had entered, she dropped her head forward bringing their lips together, softly, a kiss, followed by another, followed by a third that stayed in place, her mouth opened to Alice as the woman began to ravish her mouth and grind her hips into her in an almost violently rhythmic way.

Alice dropped Claire's hands which immediately buried themselves in Alice's hair, grabbing hold and pulling them closer. Alice didn't waste time with buttons she grabbed handfuls of cloth on either side and ripped the fabric apart. Claire's head slammed backwards against the wall as Alice wasted no time in shoving her bra out of the way and attacking her breasts with the same fervor as she had Claire's mouth.

"Oh fuck, Alice" She gasps out.

Alice looks up, replacing her mouth with her hands. "You just love that word don't you?"

Claire laughs. "Right now? Fuck yes."

Alice smiles at her. The grasping of her hands slowed to a caress as she looked Claire in the eyes. "You are so fucking beautiful."

Claire found herself unusually speechless, she reached her hands back and drew her thumbs gently down the side of Alice's face. She ran her thumb across kiss bruised lips losing another groan when Alice sucked it into her mouth. Claire pulled it back and kissed her again, hard and wanting. "I want you inside me."

Alice pushed the legs from around her waist and using more finesse than with the shirt, unzipped the pants, dropping them and the underwear down to the floor. As soon as Claire stepped out of them Alice hiked her back up to her original position. Claire immediately started grinding herself against the rough fabric of Alice's shirt.

Alice trailed slow kisses against Claire's face as her fingers made lazy circles in between Claire's thighs. She watched as Claire tried to keep her eyes open and focused on Alice's face. With a quick smirk she thrust her fingers inside, pushing with her wrist as deep as she could. When Claire's head tipped backwards to cry out, Alice was there to cover her mouth, her tongue matching the rhythm of her fingers. Harder and faster she pounded into Claire, her hips adding leverage to her hand as the other kept Claire held up against the wall. She pulled away from the kiss and spoke quietly into Claire's parted lips.

"I could use a hand here."

Claire could barely focus on the words let along their meaning, so Alice spelled it out for her.

"Get yourself off, I want you to come while I fuck you."

Claire ran her hand across Alice's face, stopping at her parted lips, pushing two of her fingers into the warm wetness. Alice sucked her fingers leaving them wet and she watched as Claire ran her hand down her front, across her breasts that had been rubbing up against Alice, down between her thighs until she could feel Alice's hand sliding in and out of her. With a cry, she started to move.

"So close. So close. Don't stop, please don't stop."

Claire dropped her head back against the wall, Alice dropped hers forward taking Claire's breast into her mouth, sucking hard. Claire continued panting, crying out random words interspersed with cries to the gods. Alice felt the grip on her fingers and she increased the pressure as Claire flew apart around her.

She slowed down and gradually took her fingers, pulling Claire in tighter to her body. She left kisses across her throat, her shoulders, anywhere she could reach, waiting for Claire to come back to her.

"God." Claire laughed. "Mmmm, I vote we argue more often."

Alice laughed quietly with her. "I don't know, that's quite the dirty mouth you got there."

Claire looked up at her from underneath her messy hair, with a smile, she grabbed Alice's hand that had just taken her to heaven and back and with a sly grin she sucked the fingers one at a time, maintaining eye contact with Alice. She watched as Alice began breathing heavily through her nostrils as Claire unwound her legs from Alice's waist and slid seductively down the length of Alice's body until she was on her knees .

"You think so?" She asked, as her nimble fingers began to unbuckle the belt before deftly undoing the zip and sliding the material down Alice's legs. "You ain't seen nothing yet Blondie."

5.31 AM

She's leaving.

Alice's moving quietly around the room; looking continuously at Claire's figure on the bed just to be sure she's not waking up. She's throwing her new guns in the black backpack. She needs more ammo for sure; the last guy that Umbrella sent to kill her wasn't carrying too much, not the amount she needs to bring down a complete building if necessary. She's thinking about breaking in to a gun store when a mumble breaks the silent room. She looks at the bed, expecting an angry Claire cursing at her for trying to leave her behind, but the redhead is still sleeping, just stirring a bit.

Alice exhales silently, relieved, not knowing she was holding her breath, she's moving towards the bed again, she's been doing it a couple of times since she's been up, knowing that Claire could wake up at anytime but still she can't help herself. Claire's legs are moving under the thin sheets. Alice smiles when the sheets slip down Claire's moving legs, revealing her smooth back, stopping just at the marked dimples in the bottom of her back, inviting Alice's fingers to run over them. Again.

It was around 4am when she woke up under Claire's limbs, it's a lie to say that she didn't stayed there at least 20 minutes admiring her beautiful features. Claire was lying on her chest with her left arm around Alice's waist and her head on Alice's chest. Her soft red hair was falling over part of her face and on her back; Alice thought she had never seen anything as beautiful.

Alice had moved slowly so as not to wake her companion, Claire just murmured inconsistencies but tightened her grip on Alice's waist, preventing her from sliding off the bed. Alice had chuckled silently at this, looking adoringly at the other woman. Claire breaths could barely be heard but what surprised Alice the most was that her face held not a single line of concern, but rather seemed that she felt completely relaxed being there in Alice's arms.

Alice smile widened, remembering what had happened no more than a few hours ago, remembering how the body of the redhead had been moving naturally with hers, fitting in all the places where two bodies must be connected, both woman worshiping each other until the inevitable exhaustion invaded them.

As soon as she got rid of the grip of the redhead, Alice was up on her feet, getting dressed and searching around for the stuff she needed for her trip, she just needed her guns and a bit of food, the rest of stuff she was planning on leaving to Claire, so she could have plenty provisions until her return.

Her return.

If I really make it back. She thought.

She wasn't sure if she would live, nor whether she was going to see Claire again anytime soon, maybe that's the reason why she's been standing there thinking.

You need to go. The voice at the back of her mind was saying to her.

But Alice was not moving; she can't stop looking at the beautiful redhead, wishing she could just get rid of her own clothes and settle again besides Claire's body. She has packed everything she needs, she's ready to go but she can't make herself move from her spot, right in front of the bed, looking at Claire.

"Damn it." She murmurs to herself.

She's thinking, she's so close to waking Claire up, but the voice at the back of her mind is yelling her to get the fuck out of there. Another minute passes until she gathers all her willpower and moves away from the redhead.

"Damn it." She repeats, taking a gun out from her backpack and placing it on the table, leaving it for emergencies. There's a hub of notes there in the table and a pencil. Alice looks at it, wondering if she should just go and disappear altogether or leave a note to calm Claire. Giving up and reminding herself that she should have already left the place; Alice takes the pen in her left hand and scribbles a line. Before the voice in her head screams again, Alice leaves the room, not looking back.

She closes the door behind her, making sure it closes without any sound. As soon as the door is closed she wants to turn around and head back, instead she moves quickly through the hall until she reaches the lobby. There she exits the motel without saying a word to the owner who's looking at the TV in shook. She got no time for checking the news, not right now; she needs to find a vehicle right away.

She puts on the hoodie of her jacket, pulling in her blonde hair and lowering her gaze, she doesn't want to attract any unwanted attention so she's moving quickly down the street, her senses are steady; she knows there's no danger around her. The street is almost deserted, not many people wander around and that's strange because even at early hours, the road is always busy.

Maybe it's better that way because she needs to find a vehicle as soon as possible and the lack of pedestrians around gives the immediate benefit of not attracting attention.

Not giving much thought about the lack of people around she walks around for an hour, making sure she's really far away from the motel to steal a car.

Another 20 minutes passes when she finds a car parked on a completely deserted street. Alice looks around, no one is walking by, buildings have side windows with lights off and the shops are still closed. The place is perfect, she walks close to the old blue Honda and with a fast movement that is almost impossible to grasp by the human eye, she opens the door. For anyone looking, the woman opened her car door with her own keys.

Alice gets in the car, looking in the rear mirror just in case, from her right boot she pulls a knife, and with another flick she pushes it through the ignition. The car starts roaring, and Alice does not waste time to get away from the street.

There are very few cars on the main roads. When she stops at a semaphore, Alice opens the glove compartment, curious to know a little bit about the car's owner. But there's nothing interesting there, except perhaps…

She chuckles. Removing the object of her amusement and closing the glove compartment again.

"Nice." She mumbles looking at her reflection in the mirror while she puts the aviators on.

When the light changes back to green the blue car disappears quickly, moving to Zurich. Now she only needs to find some ammo.

7.23 AM

Green eyes snap open.

Claire is looking around, still getting rid of the sleepiness; her mind's still clouded by sleep. The first thing she feels, is fatigue all around her body, as if she had been running a marathon all night. Around her, the sun comes through the holes in the curtains, illuminating a little room.

What room?

Her memory starts to wake up when her eyes focus more on her whereabouts, the room, the motel room where she had spent the night with Alice, all around Alice, fucking Alice.

Alice

Her eyes widen in horror, now completely wide awake she looks at her side, but the other half of the bed is empty, there's no Alice in there, she touches the sheets and the pillow in that part of the bed, completely cold, not warm as if a body was there a moment ago and the owner of that body was in the bathroom or somewhere close. No, they're completely cold, giving notice the absence of the other woman.

She closes her eyes in anger.

"Mother fucker!" She screamed, getting up from the bed, starting to pick up her clothes from the floor.

She doesn't even look at the bathroom, knowing Alice is gone, looking around the room she noticed that a backpack is missing and rest of supplies are accommodated as if someone had been trying to arrange them the right way for a long period of time.

"I cannot fucking believe it." She says, looking at the wall clock while placing her jeans and boots. "I cannot fucking believe it, damn it Alice!"

Claire begins to move around and the keys to her mustang capture her attention.

"Pff ... gentlemanly" Claire muttered as she starts to pull the provisions in the red bag.

It only takes her a few minutes to gather everything around, she's moving towards the door, when the gun over the table catches her attention, and there's a tiny piece of paper at its side. She reads it, stopping just a second there.

Rapidly she takes the glock putting it in the belt of her pants, placing the bottom of her blouse over it. Looking for the last time at the note she opens the room door and closes it behind her violently.

Inside the room, the note flies around with the wind created by the door and falls on the floor.

"It's not bullshit."