Resurrection

Resurrection

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You couldn't remember how long you had been locked away in this sterile facility, watching the day pass by while fantasizing about a handsome stranger who would come to whisk you away like one of the heroines from your favorite novels. When all hell breaks loose and such a stranger breaks into your room, you spend a heated night together, leaving you feeling exhilarated and wanting more. He promised he would come back for you, but as the days pass without him showing up, will you ever see him again? Song that's playing: Die With A Smile - Bruno Mars & Lady Gaga This is a Leon Kennedy & Y/N fanfic work. It's a reuoload from AO3. Spoilers This story takes place during and after Resident Evil Requiem, so spoilers for all games up to and including RE9. Trigger warning: This story contains the following topics: self harm, scars, mental health issues, depression, medication, blood and gore, death of a parent, use of weapons, hunting. Please read with caution.
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Dean blinked, not understanding. Not fully. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart misfiring in her chest. FINISHED TILL SEASON TWO Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

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