The kiss sweetest
And touch so warm
One smile kind
In this world so cold and strong
We're so close to the flame
It won't fade away
Leave us lonely
The arms safest
And words so good
The faith deepest, yeah
In this world so cold and cruel
*HIM - Close To The Flame*
It was almost two in the morning on January 18th at the Emma Emmerich
Memorial Hospital, and Jill Redfield lay in her bed, holding little Kyle
Redfield as he slept peacefully in her arms.
Chris was sleeping in a chair beside her bed. She had told him to go home
and come back later, but he refused, saying that he wanted to stay. She
looked down as Kyle curled his tiny fingers around her own and smiled.
"I must be the luckiest woman alive," She told him.
It had been almost six months since the incident with Carlos and Brett.
Carlos was found guilty of conspiracy, possession of a dangerous weapon and
attempted murder, and was sentenced to eighteen years imprisonment. Brett
was found guilty of attempted murder, ABH
and possession of a class A drug (the police found it when they raided his
house), and was sentenced to thirty years imprisonment. Rebecca was alive
and well, though still not fully recovered, and was all set to become
Rebecca Coen after Billy proposed to her on
Leon and Claire had officially adopted Sherry, and now Claire was expecting
a little one of her own, though Jill was the only other person that knew
this besides Claire. And things couldn't be any better between Chris and
"You feeling ok? I mean, it doesn't still hurt does it?" Jill turned her
head towards the door.
"Oh, Claire, I didn't see you come in. And no, it doesn't," She replied.
Claire pulled a chair up beside her sister-in-law's bed and sat on it.
"Oh, God," She said. "I'm only about a month pregnant, if that, and I'm
getting scared." Jill laughed.
"It's ok, I was like that too. Do you want to hold him?" "What? Oh, erm...
yeah, but what if I drop him, I mean, I'm really-"
"Claire, you won't drop him, come on," Jill told her, still laughing.
Claire smiled weakly as Jill placed Kyle in her arms.
"Oh, he's adorable!" She whispered, being careful not to disturb the two
sleeping boys. Jill smiled when she saw the expression on Claire's face.
"I think you'll make a great mother," She told her. Claire smiled.
"Do you really think so?" Jill nodded. "Hey, I couldn't keep him,
could I?" Jill laughed again.
"He really looks like Chris, doesn't he?" She asked. Claire nodded.
"He has your eyes though. Hey, you couldn't tell me what it's like, I mean,
giving birth, could you, does it hurt?"
"Of course it bloody hurts! But you forget all about it when you see the
baby, and, well afterwards you get all emotional and cry over nothing, I
cried because I put my slippers on the wrong feet," Jill said, starting to
cry. She pulled a tissue out of the box on the bedside table and blew her
"What's the matter?" Claire asked.
"I was reliving it..." Jill wailed, wiping her eyes.
"W-what?" Came a sleepy voice from beside her.
"And it's alive!" Claire said.
"Fuck you!" Chris shot back, rubbing his eyes. Claire faked a shocked
expression and placed a hand over Kyle's ears.
"Not in front of the children!" She said. "Oh, sorry Jill, he *is* your
son, here." She gently handed Kyle back to Jill.
"So, how are you feeling now?" Chris asked Jill, yawning.
"I'm fine, but maybe you should go home and get some sleep, you look
"But I'm not! Honestly..." Jill raised her eyebrows as he yawned again. He
ignored her and turned his attention to his son.
"Hey," He said, looking down at Kyle. The baby tightened it's weak grip
around his mother's fingers.
"You know, we'll both still be here in the morning," Jill told Chris.
"She's right you know, I'll drive you home," Claire offered. It took some
persuasion, but eventually Chris agreed to leave. As soon as they closed
the door to Jill's room, Claire turned around to look at her brother.
"Erm...You didn't hear anything I said to Jill, did you?" She asked. Chris
looked genuinely confused.
"Like what?" Claire smiled and shrugged.
"Oh, nothing." Chris smiled as Claire skipped down the hallway. He smiled
before following her. He had heard every word.
It was almost noon that day when Jill finally woke up, and she didn't wake
up alone. The nurse had taken Kyle away earlier that morning, so she didn't
know who could have possibly been there.
"Hey, sleepyhead," Chris said, stroking Jill's cheek. Jill groaned.
"I thought I told you to get some sleep."
"I did," He replied. "Well, all of two hours' worth." Jill raised her hand
and touched his.
"Aww, were you worried about me?" She asked. Chris smiled and pretended to
"Not really," He said.
"Redfield, when I get out of here, you are going to regret
this...severely." Chris smiled as Jill sat up and tucked stray strands of
hair behind her ears.
"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go and see Kyle now?" He asked
her. Jill smiled and he took it as a yes and helped her stand up.
"Did someone replace my legs with jello?" She asked as her legs gave way,
and she fell back down on the bed. They both laughed and Chris helped her
back up again.
"I'm glad I didn't let you have your own way," She said. "Otherwise, we
might have been going to see Treebeard." They continued through the
hospital, towards the room that Kyle Akira Redfield was taken to. The walls
were painted a light blue, with pictures of storks carrying babies painted
on them, with the occasional circus or fairground painted beneath them.
There weren't that many babies in the room where Kyle was.
"I can't beleive it," Jill said. "I am so glad that I didn't cross the pack
together." She stared dreamily through the window at baby Kyle, who was
currently fast asleep.
"Huh?" Jill realised what she had said and muttered that it was nothing.
Chris shrugged and put his arm around his wife's shoulder.
Jill leaned into him and tried to listen to the music that was currently
playing softly on the hospital radio.
"What do you think will happen when Carlos gets out?" She asked. Chris
turned to face her.
"I don't know, and I don't really care, if he thinks that he's going to get
to us, he can think again! I'm never going to let anything happen to you,"
He said, placing his hands on her shoulders. Jill sniffed and leaned
forward, so that her head was resting against his
"I love you," She whispered. Chris smiled and stroked her hair.
"I love you too."
AN - Sorry that it was way too short, but I just wanted to get it out. So,
that's it, and I just want to say a huge thank you to everyone who has
reviewed this story, tek, Spider-Bear, somebody_shoot_me (you change your
name too much!), cass-spaz, Shakahna, bookluva87, Rick, Lady-Water-Dancer,
ktdid and noctorro. I am so sorry if I have forgot anyone, but thank you
anyway. I don't own Friends either, from which I 'borrowed' the slipper
bit. And song credits go to HIM with 'Close To The Flame'. Ville's voice,
especially at the start of that song just makes me go weak :). Most people
don't know any songs before 'Love Metal', but that song is on 'Deep Shadows
and Brilliant Highlights', if you don't have it, go out and buy it! And
congratulations to *grits teeth* Sean Penn for winning the best actor oscar
and beating Johnny Depp :'(. Why Bill Nighy wasn't nominated for
Underworld, I don't know... Anyway, I'm going to go and be miserable until
I can think up another story. Bye!