The Rest Of The Story (A Resident Evil Fan Fic)

The Start

Jill's P.O.V.

"Wait. Was that my secretary?"

A lady, Ella, was screaming at someone and that someone was running in my direction. I run immediately to my desk, take out my S.T.A.R.S. handgun, a Beretta, and aim at the door. I'm taking slow steps and stop in between the door and my desk as the someone starts hitting my door.

"They can't get in." I thought as the punches didn't damage the door. For a second, the punches stopped. I lower my aim and then a man knocks down my door.

"Chris?" I lowrr my gun and look at the stressed out captain.

"Why?" His jaw tightened.

"Chris. Calm down. It's o.k."

"Why Jill? Why are you on my roster?"

I wasn't used to seeing Chris like this. He sat down in a chair as I poured him a glass of water.

"Chris. I believe I'm ready to return to the field. I can't handle sitting in this expensive and comfortable chair while watching people die. I'm supposed to help. the cause ...."

"But you are helping the cause. You are leading it. By sending out missions and organising teams."

"I don't want to help the cause like this. I want to lead the fight. Just like you lead the fight." My eyes were getting glossy and Chris noticed.

He reached over and looked me in the eye. As he cupped my face, I gazed into his eyes and couldn't stop. What he said after was barely audible. 

"I just don't want you hurt again."