Together Forever

(Prologue)
Raccoon City, a waste land of death and blood. Umbrella Corporation caused the destruction that had destroyed
so much. Lives were lost and only a hand few of survivors are left to tell their story. One of survivors was Lean S. Kennedy
a rookie cop, who on his first day of work ran into the horror that was Raccoon City. The other was a young woman
named Claire Redfield, the younger sister of S.T.A.R.S. team member Chris Redfield. She went to Raccoon in search
of her brother and only found the horror. Both were drawn together by this horror, and together they overcame the
destruction. Now four months later....

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(Claire's hotel room)
Snapping shut her suitcase, Claire heaved a sigh of regret. She was leaving tonight, continuing her search for her
brother, leaving behind the only person in the world that knew of the nightmare she barely survived through, Leon.
He was so understanding about her leaving, he even gave her the best of luck. But the look he gave her the night before, made Claire want to cry.

(Flashback)
In a booth of a small restaurant, Claire sipped her beer as Leon watched her. His blue eyes concerned,
his reddish brown hair falling over his forehead. He was good-looking and had the kindest smile she had ever
seen. But she couldn't bare what he might do at what she had to tell him.

"I'm leaving" She blurted out, her voice squeaking. Leon looked at her sharply, his blue eyes glowing.

"You think you found Chris?" He asked, and Claire nodded. Pulling her beloved diary from her pocket
and sliding it to Leon across the table.

"He went to Europe, I made calls and I believe I found Jill Valentine a friend of his" Claire said, as Leon
touched the dairy with one hand. His eyes locked on hers not even looking at the diary.

"When?" He asked, and Claire shivered.

"Tomorrow night, I have to catch a bus and met her in New Haven. I'll go from there" Leon tapped the diary with
a finger. Then pushed both hands through his hair, making it more wild than before.

"You don't want me there" he made it a statement and Claire nodded, biting her lower lip tears burning
behind her eyes.

"I'm sorry but I need to do this alone" She said, then ducked her head. Her ponytail falling over her
shoulder. Then she felt Leon's hand on her shoulder, she looked up at him and he smiled.

"Then will get you to that bus" was all he said.

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(Present)
Claire ran her hands through her hair, but slammed her palms on the suitcase. Why did she
have to find Leon now when her life was turned upside down? She feels tears leak down her cheeks,
but she didn't have the strength to wipe them away. Claire straightened and grabbed her gun when she heard
a soft knock on the door.

"Coming" She said and went to the door and opened it. Outside stood Leon, a long stem
red rose in his hand. He wore a crisp white shirt and a pair of loose blue jeans. His hair was
tousled and his eyes sad. Claire could only stare at him, her mouth gaped.

"Can I come in?" He asked and Claire nodded mutely. Leon walked in and Claire closed the door,
afraid to turn and face him. Tears threatening to spill over again. Finally she turns and Leon is looking down
at her suitcase, before locking blue eyes with her.

"Tonight is the night" Claire said, the only thing she could think of.

"I know, I wanted to give you this and see you once more" Leon said, holding out the rose to her. She walked
over and took the rose, smelling it. Smiling up at him Claire just laid the rose on the bed and wrapped her arms
around his neck holding him to her. Leon wrapped his arms around her and held her against him, like he didn't want
to let her go. Claire looked up at him and saw the burning desire in his eyes. She swallowed, as Leon lowered his
head and pressed his lips to hers.

She opened her mouth to him and their tongues met in the most perfect kiss of Claire's life. He pulled her tighter
against him, lifting her feet of the carpet, their mouths locked together. Leon reached and pushed the suitcase
onto floor, laying her on top of the comforter. His mouth still locked with her. Claire ran her hands down his shirt and
ripped opened his shirt, sending buttons everywhere, she traced his abs and chest, moaning into his mouth.

Leon looked down at her, breathing as hard as she was. His blue eyes dark with desire, making Claire gasp.
He braced himself on his elbows above her, fingers grazing her cheek. Claire still ran her hands over his body,
gazing at his perfect body. He was tan and scarred making him even more beautiful in her eyes.

"Claire" Leon whispered. Claire leaned up and kissed him again, this time wrapping her arms
around his neck and going back on the bed. They kissed forever, before Leon pulled again, this time
confusion mingling with the desire. "Is this what you want?" Leon asked.

"Not want Leon, I need you" Claire said, going to kiss him again, but he pushed on her shoulders holding
her down as he regarded her with bright blue eyes.

"No not like this, baby. I want you God knows I do, but......" Leon said, then his blue eyes got hard. "Holy shit, you're
not planning on coming back are you? You're planning on dying!" Leon hollered, he got off her, his chest heaving and
sweat glistening on his skin. He was angry and Claire couldn't blame him. Sitting up she looked at him with tears
swimming in her eyes.  

"What do you want from me?" Claire asked, her tears spilling down her cheeks. "I know I will probably die before
I find Chris, what do you want me to say that I'm going to come back when I know I probably won't?"

"I want you to say you are going to come home, back to me" Leon said, his hands out in front of him as if
begging her. Claire rubbed her arms with her hands unable to answer. "You can't can you? I'm sorry Claire
but I can't do this" Leon turned to leave.

"Leon!" Claire said, diving at him. As he turned, she went into his arms, holding him to her. Her tears soaking
his chest, sobs racking her body. Leon wrapped his arms around her, and held her as she cried, his chin nuzzling
the top of her head. Claire knew there was little chance her brother was alive and a smaller chance she would live,
but right now didn't matter, only Leon did.

"Shh, Claire don't cry. You're breaking my heart, baby" Leon said, his voice soothing, his hand stroking
her hair, as his other rubbed her back.

"Don't.....go" Claire said between sobs. "I'll play along and pretend this will end happily, but I need this right now,
I need to know I'm alive right now," Claire sobbed out. Leon placed a finger under chin and tipped her face up she
catch her tears with his lips. Trailing down to her lips, then he was kissing her again. Claire wrapped her arms around
his neck, kissing him with all she could. Sadness, grief, love.

"Oh Claire" Leon whispered, lifting her up into his arms. Carrying her back to the bed, his lips on her neck.
He laid her down and once again covered with his body. Claire pushed his shirt off his shoulders, and let it
fall to the floor. Leon was already unzipping her red vest. Lifting up she struggling out of it, as Leon pulled
her black shirt over her head.

Landing back on the bed, Leon kissed her breasts that were trapped by her white bra. He suckled
on breasts through the lace and then the other, drawing moans from Claire, her hands tangling in her hair. Her
back arched off the bed leaving him open to remove the bra, he flung somewhere in the room and captured one
of her nipples between his lips. A strangled scream escaped her lips.

Leon stood and grabbed her foot, removing her boots. Claire sat up and started fumbling with his jeans, yanking
them open and pushing them down his hips. Leon kicked them aside, his desire standing at full attention. He
opened her jeans, and together they pushed them down onto the floor, along with her panties. Leon pushed her back
down on, going back to suckling her nipples, one then the other.

"Leon please" Claire moaned, pulling at his hair to pull him over her. But Leon only looked at her and shook
his head. Sadness strong in his eyes, regret was there as well.

"We take our time with this Claire" was all he said, before kissing his way down her body. His tongue swirled
around her belly button, making her shiver, tightening her nipples even more. His hand was stroking her slick
center, making her gasp and buck her hips. He slowly pushed his finger inside her, her muscles gripping him
immediately. Leon gasp at how tight she was, before he stroked his tongue over her swollen clit.

"Oh god Leon!" Claire screamed, as he started licking at her, pushing another finger inside her. She
bucked and sobbed, begging him to take her. Leon looked up at gave a wicked grin. Sliding up over her,
he held himself still poised at her entrance.

"Say it" He gritted out between clenched teeth. Claire smiled and lifted her hips, whispering to him.

"I want you Leon" and then he thrust deep inside her. Burying himself so deep, Claire screamed out in pleasure.
She was tight around and he was huge, he held himself still breathing hard. Claire gripped his shoulders breathing
equally hard. Then he was moving, slow and deep, his hips moving smoothly. Claire lifted her hips meeting him for each thrust, her muscles greedily clenching around him.

They moved perfectly together, as if they always been together. Their scents mingling as they both fought
for control, wanting it to last forever. But it wasn't long until Leon started moving harder and faster, pulling Claire
up into his thrusts, doubling the impact. Claire screamed his name, the sound echoing around the room. Leon continued
to thrust into her until he tensed, growling out her name, their cries blending together. They fell into one another, Leon's
legs dangling off his bed, his face buried in the mattress. Claire wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek,
neck and shoulder, any where she could reach.   

"Son of a bitch Claire" he whispered after about five minutes of regaining his breath. His heart was pounding
on her chest just as wild as hers. He then shifted taking his weight off her and pulling her onto her side against his
chest. He held her there for a long time, as Claire squeezed her eyes shut against more tears. His lips were brushing
her hair and his hands running up and down her back.

After about three minutes, they scooted up to the front of the bed, and snuggled under the covers. Claire's head
pillowed on Leon's chest, her eyes opened listening to his breathing. Claire lifted her head and looked down at his
sleeping face. He was getting a five o'clock shadow and had lines around his eyes that hadn't been there before.
Kissing the lines and the corners of his lips, she scooted out of bed and started to dress.

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(Dawn)
Rolling over on to his back, Leon opened his eyes and shut them again at the assault of the morning glare.
He then rolled over onto his right side and opened his eyes to find the bed empty. Just like he figured, Claire Redfield
up and left him. Alone in a hotel bed with only her scent behind. Sitting up, his knees drawn up he laid his arms
across them and ran his fingers through his bed-head hair. Peering around the room, Leon frowned, she didn't even
bother to say goodbye. With a string of cuss words, Leon got up and padded around the room naked.

Grabbing his boxers he stepped into them when a note of the dress mirror caught his eye. Walking over to
the mirror, one hand rubbing his eyes the other reaching for the note, Leon read the delicate handwriting.

Leon I'm sorry but I couldn't bare to say goodbye to you in person. Last night was the best night of my
life, and I'll never forget it. I know you are anger with me for leaving like that but you know you couldn't
have stopped me. Chris is my only family and he needs me. Leon if I don't come home, please remember me
and take care of Sherry. I promise I'll do whatever I can to come back even if I have to walk through Hell to do it.
Leon I want whatever there is between us, and I hope you do too. Forgive me Claire.

Gripping the note tight in his hand, Leon grabbed a hold of the dresser with his free hand as tears poured
down his cheeks. She was gone, Claire Redfield was off somewhere facing the horror that had only begun, alone.

The end