Title: Long Way Down
Disclaimer: I do not own any Resident Evil characters nor do I own any songs that are portrayed in this fic., if I decide to include any.
Synopsis: This story is a romantic/comedy thing-a-majig. Story starts off from the beginning in Raccoon City all the way till after Veronica. I also won't mention their ordeal in the Mansion, Escaping Raccoon, Rockfort Island and Antarctica because you guys/gals should already know the story about that, and you might just get bored from it. So everything or mostly everything is just in between. There will also be some drama and action. It's just a whole lot of genres. Okay enjoy or whatever.
Chapter 1: Mid-Western Town, Are You Nuts!
Jill Valentine has just been reassigned to the S.T.A.R.S unit located in Raccoon City. She has always been a city girl, so moving was, let's say, a little difficult on her part. Shedoesn't complain quite as often,but this day was an exception.
"Sir, why me! I don't want to go! I'm fine here, in the city with large buildings!" she said while throwing her hands up gesturing "large."
"Jill, um, just think of this as a promotion." Her boss told her.
"A promotion! It's more like a demotion!" She yelled.
"Why is that? You'll still be in the S.T.A.R.S. unit. You're just transferring to a different er, um, State." He said.
"That's just it! From a city to a farm? That's a demotion Greg! And FYI, I don't wanna move! And if I did decide to move, why would I want to go to a mid-western town!" She yelled so loud that it could be heard from the other side of the door.
"Jill, calm down, and don't call your superiors by their first names." He said.
"Whatever." She said, "Can't youpleasetransfer someone else?" She begged.
"Nope, sorry.They specifically want you."
"Me? Why me? What did I do to deserve this punishment?" She said as she paced back and forth.
"Well let's see," her boss said while opening her file, "Hmm, very interesting. Ah, impressive." Is all he said while reading her file just to irritate her more.
"Holt!" she said slamming her hand on his desk.
"I'm just kidding. I wanted to irritate you. Jill, you of all people should know why they want you. You're one of the best and you know it. You did your training with the Delta Force, you're an expert in disarming explosives, an ex-thief," Jill immediately glared at him when he mentioned thief. "Did I say thief? I meant locks expert." Jill smiled at him. It's not that she was ashamed of being a thief, it was just that not many people know of her past and she would like to keep it that way.
"Surely I can't be the only one with those expertises am I? I mean there are others in that area, so why couldn't they find someone else?"
"Well, you are the only one, a woman, in this precinct with those skills. And they requested you." He said.
"Why? Oh, I see. I'm just something to gawk at over there, aren't I? I bet the team there consists of mainly guys, right?" Jill said.
"Jill, you are the only girl here." Holt said.
"Damn it!" She cursed. Holt couldn't help but smile.
"Delta, I know you don't want to leave, but just think of this as a great opportunity for you to gain more experience. Learn from the best."
"The best?" she asked.
"Okay, maybe not the best of the best but one of the best, or a couple. Or maybe they are the best, I don't know. Let's see, the team in Raccoon is led by, none other than the founder, Albert Wesker. The team includes an ex-S.W.A.T., an ex-Air force pilot, whom I heard from the ex-S.W.A.T. was a great pilot who got 'dishonorably discharged.'" He said while making quotation marks with his finger. "Wonder what he did that got him kicked out. I bet he screwed his boss's wife." He laughed.
"Yeah, I bet he did, pig. All the more reasons I should stay."
"And, they have other 'ex' people and 'normal' people." He finished.
"You know what I just noticed with that team?" Jill asked.
"They are all former something's."
"Hmm, you do have a point. I guess that's why you'll fit in nicely with that bunch, miss former thief. Well, you'll be leaving tomorrow, so I suggest you pack."
"WHAT! I didn't agree to this! How can this happen? What happened to my two weeks notice or something?" Jill said.
"Jill, I told you right when you came back from the Zodiac mission. That was a month ago." Holt said.
"Shit." She it made sense now. "Okay fine, I'll go…But first, I'm going to need some stuff."
"You name it."
"I'll need a new berretta, a shot gun, maybe a colt python, and your credit card."
"Hmm what an interesting list. Well Delta, they will provide you with fire arms over there and as for my credit card," he said taking it out of his wallet, "what are you going to buy? A farm?" he said laughing. "Would you like some overalls or Daisy Dukes to go with your list?" he continued to laugh.
"I hate you! If you weren't like a father to me, I'd beat you senseless." She yelled at him while proceeding to the door.
"Jill…wait…" He managed to say in between laughs. "Just pack your necessities and I'll send Sam and some guys here to send the rest of your stuff."
"Okay." She said in a more mellow tone. "Man, I'm really going to miss it here…and you too. You've helped me when dad was in trouble. Thanks Uncle Holt." She went up to him and gave him the biggest hug.
"Uncle Holt?" He questioned.
"You told me not to call my superiors by their first name." She smiled.
"Don't get wise with me young lady. Now go home and get packed. You have a big day tomorrow."
Jill exhaled. "Right. Well, I'll be sure to take some time off work to visit."
"You better." He said.
"Watch dad for me okay? See that he stays out of trouble." Jill said.
"You know I will. You take care." He said.
"I will. Bye." Jill went home to her apartment and managed to pack everything she would need. It didn't take her long to finish, considering that most of her stuff was still in boxes from moving into her current apartment. After she finished, she wrote a directional note for Sam to follow while she and the guys sent over by Greg Holt finished her packing.
Raccoon City Police Department: S.T.A.R.S. Office-
Chris Redfield has been working with the S.T.A.R.S unit in Raccoon City for a month now and is quite familiar with everyone and everything in the building. He especially got along well with Joseph Frost. Eventually, they were labeled the clowns of the Raccoon Police Department, which Chief Brian Irons detested. Currently on the team are Richard Aiken, Kenneth Sullivan, Forest Speyer, Brad Vickers, Enrico Marini, and Barry Burton. They have yet to recruit a medic and a specialist in disarming explosive traps.
"Hey guys, guess what I heard?" Brad Vickers said as he entered the S.T.A.R.S. Office.
"Wow! I'm surprised you have the courage to eavesdrop." Joseph teased.
"Be like that and I won't tell."
"If you're not going to tell us, then why did you bring it up in the first place?" Chris said.
"Well if you must, I heard Wesker (shudder) tell Barry that he found someone to fill in the disarming explosives position thing and that he's coming in tomorrow. But that's all I heard."
"Wow, so eavesdropping on Wesker, eh? How did you manage?" Chris laughed.
"So, another guy, huh? Why can't he recruit some hot chick with a sexy body?" Joseph complained.
"You're so superficial." Chris stated.
"Aw come on Redfield. Don't tell me you don't want some hot chick in this office you can fool around with?"
"Well, first off, I don't like to go out with co-workers because if it doesn't work out, I'll still have a run in with her in the building. And secondly, if she's been with you, which I'm sure half of the women in this building have, I will have to pass on your sloppy seconds.
"Who says I'm sloppy?"
"Look at your desk. You can't even find yourself if you were laying on top of it." Brad said.
"Shut up Vickers you chicken shit. No one asked you. Besides, don't you have a helicopter to clean or some lame ass job to do?"
"No, I think you should start doing your job instead of sitting on your lazy ass." Brad said with the courage to answer him back. Joseph, now irritated of him, got off of his chair and chased him all around the office. Brad, screaming for dear life, ran out of the office because he knew Joseph was really lazy and wouldn't follow. Chris just sat at his desk laughing at them.
"BRAD! YOU CHEATING SON-OF-A-BITCH! OUT OF THE S.T.A.R.S. OFFICE IS OUT OF BOUND!" Joseph yelled at him from the door. Brad, on the other side of the hall just blew him a raspberry and left.
"Dude you need to grow up." Chris stated from behind his desk.
"Like you? Well, if I recall you're no more grown-up than I am."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Chris chuckled "Shall we?"
"Yeah." Joseph said and the two were off to scare Brad, when in actuality they were going to get a bite to eat. They just wanted Brad to think they were after him so he would be on the constant look out.
The next day came and Jill was on the plane, moving to a place she so did not want to go to. During her flight, she imagined what all her co-workers would look like. Wesker. She's heard so much about him, but oddly enough, she has never seen a picture of him. She imagined him as tall, well-built, brown hair, blue eyes, handsome, sweet, charming, sophisticated, debonair…
"Ladies and Gentlemen we will be landing shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts, place your chair in the upright position, and secure your tray in the seat in front of you. Thank you for flying Continental and have a lovely day." The stewardess announced on the PA.
Jill's thoughts were interrupted by the announcement and she did as told. The plane landed shortly and she gathered her hand carries. She exited the plane along with the other passengers and headed toward the baggage claim. She grabbed all her luggage and proceeded to the arrival section where she was supposed to meet a Mr. Redfield. "Okay, so I'm supposed to meet some Mr. Redfield. How the hell am I supposed to know who he is?" she thought, while looking around.
"Um…Miss Valentine?" A man asked her.
"Yes, Mr. Redfield I presume?" She asked.
"No. I am Mr. Burton, Barry Burton, the ex-S.W.A.T. You can just call me Barry. 'Mr. Redfield' couldn't make it. Wesker wanted him to finish the paperwork so he sent me."
"Oh. So um what now?"
"Well, 'Mr. Redfield' was supposed to show you to your new living quarters and then bring you to the office to get a feel for tomorrow." Barry said, "So I guess we should do that. Can I take your bags Miss Valentine?"
"Please, just Jill and I think the baggage cart can handle that." She smiled.
"Oh Okay. Well then, shall we?" Barry said and the two were off to her new apartment. During the drive to her apartment, Jill didn't even see a farm in sight. It was just like home, but the buildings weren't as tall. She could get to like this place after all.
-At the RPD S.T.A.R.S. office-
"Hey Redfield, what are you still doing here! Aren't you supposed to meet the new recruit?" Joseph asked.
"I was supposed to but Wesker asked me to finish this. I don't think he likes me." He said
"Okay. So then who picked up the newbie?" Joseph asked.
"Barry." Chris responded, "Well I'm finally done with these and I'll see you tomorrow Joe." He said as he entered Wesker's office and placed the finished paperwork on his desk.
"But it's only three. You don't get off until five."
"That it is my friend. Wesker told me to come in at seven and he told me I would be getting off at three, hmm, maybe he doesn't hate me after all." He said.
"Whatever. Oh hey, the boys and I are going to grab a drink after work, you coming?"
"Yep." Chris waved and went to the locker rooms to change into his civilian clothes. He grabbed his things and headed to his jeep. Right after Chris left, Barry pulled into the parking lot with the newbie.
"Well, here we are, Raccoon City Police Department."
"This is the police department? It looks more like a…museum." Jill said as she surveyed the building.
"It is. Well, it was anyways." Barry said as he parked the car.
"Oh." Jill said.
"Okay lets meet the team and get you familiarized with the place for when you start tomorrow." Barry and Jill got down and entered the "Police Department." He pointed out some stuff to her and then showed her the way to the S.T.A.R.S. Office. "Guess the Bravo Team isn't here."
"WHOA!" Joseph yelled upon seeing Jill. "Barry this is the newbie?"
"Wow! You're pretty…tall." He said, feeling really embarrassed.
"I'm 5'5." She said.
"Well…you're tall enough. I'm Joseph Frost by the way, the Alpha Team vehicle specialist." He extended his hand for a shake.
"Jill Valentine, expert in disarming explosives and locks expert." She smiled and shook his hand.
"CHRIS! Damn it! Barry where's Chris!" Forest stormed in. Barry shrugged an 'I don't know.'
"Why?" Barry asked.
"He's playing mind games with me again, that bastard! He took it. My gut says so." He said through seething teeth. Joseph started to laugh upon hearing what Forest said. Apparently, he took the bait. Jill just stood beside Barry wondering what the hell was going on.
"So…mind games huh?" Barry asked.
"Uh, huh." Forest said as he nodded.
"What exactly is it that he took?" Barry asked.
"My fucking rifle!" Forest said.
"Hey, watch your mouth. There's a lady present."
"You're not a lady!" He said to Joseph.
"Huh!" Joseph exhaled. "I'm insulted you would call me a lady. You have the hair."
Forest let his mouth agape. "You did not…go there. My hair defines my existence, my individuality."
"You're right, for that I apologize."
"Apology accepted. Now then, who is this lady we are talking about?" Forest asked.
"Her." He said as he pointed to his left. Forest looked in the direction and saw Jill standing next to Barry.
"Oh…Hello, I'm Forest. I'm not gay. I have to go now." He said and left the office out of embarrassment.
Jill smiled. "He's really not gay." Joseph smiled. "He's a real riot when you get to know him."
"So Mr. Frost, where did you put it this time?" Barry asked him.
"In Flyboy's locker right after he left." He snickered. Jill assumed that this Chris guy that they where talking about was the ex-Air Force pilot.
"That's the stupidest prank ever. How could you ever think that it was good?" Barry asked.
"Yeah…you may think so, but what if it happened to you with your 'precious' gun, Mr. Sir."
"You touch my gun and I'll shoot your dick off."
"See, it really is a good prank if pulled on the right people." He told Jill. She just laughed at him.
"So, where's the Captain?" Barry asked as he looked around for Wesker.
"You know…I don't know. Nobody seems to know where he is. He just dumped Flyboy with loads of paperwork and left."
"Hey Alpha, beta, zeta…has anyone seen Chris? I need to kick his ass." Richard said as he walked in the office.
"Why? What he do this time?" Barry asked.
"That girl he hooked me up with last night is a freaking psycho and he knew it, I just know it."
"Dude, you asked him to hook you up with her. Don't you remember? Or were you just too hammered?" Joseph said.
"Did I really ask him?" Richard asked. Jill was beginning to wonder what kind of guy this Redfield, Flyboy, Chris or whatever name he goes by was like…if she should get to know him or just pretend to be his friend for the sake of work.
"Yep," Barry said, "You noticed that she kept looking at you and then she occasionally looked at him and then you just asked him to ask her because he is better looking than you are. And I don't know what the hell was going through your mind when you said that."
"I said that!" The two men in the room nodded. "What a bunch of bullshit! I'm obviously better looking." By then, the rest of the Bravo team and Brad entered the office after some brutal training and horseplay.
"Better looking than who, Rich?" Sullivan asked.
"Hey Bravos and Brad, the new Alpha, Jill Valentine" Barry introduced. Everyone greeted her and shook hands.
"Chris 'Flyboy' Redfield." Richard told Kenneth after the introduction and the others just scoffed.
"Yeah, you're right. That's why all the ladies swoon for you." Forest said sarcastically.
"Yep, they're all 'Aiken' to be with you." Joseph laughed and so did all the others except for Jill because she didn't get it. She just looked around felt like this was going to be exactly like home. Richard was getting pissed and yelled at Brad to make him feel better but it obviously didn't work.
"Hey, where is Chris anyways?" Brad asked as he looked around for Chris.
"He got off." Joseph informed them, "Wesker called him in at seven and let him off at three, that lucky bastard. But he's not so lucky because he has to wait until tomorrow to meet you." He smiled to Jill and winked as well.
Finally, out of the blue and so she wouldn't have to wonder anymore, Jill asks, "Who is Chris?"
"Mademoiselle," Joseph began in a faux French accent. "You are in the S.T.A.R.S. Unit! And Chris is…"
"Who is he?" She asked getting a little impatient.
"Well, Chris is the kind of person that…Well, if I were a woman, and I were not around, I should be in love with Chris. But what a fool I am talking to a beautiful woman about another man." Joseph said and all the others nodded and smiled. He turned to Forest and whispered, "Fifty bucks something will happen between those two." "Make it a hundred." Forest replied. "But they haven't even met yet." Rich whispered in. "Still. Wouldn't it be cool if they did and we got money out of it?" Joseph said. "Okay, make it one-fifty." "Deal." All of them said and shook hands on it.
"What are you guys whispering about?" Brad asked.
"Booze." Joseph said while Forest answered with "Guns" and Richard with "Cars."
"Okay…" Brad said.
Jill was thinking about what Joseph had told her about Chris. "Hmm, I'm a woman." She thought, "Should I be in love with this guy?" She asked herself. "What the hell am I saying? I haven't even met the guy! Well, I'll just have to see when I meet him tomorrow." She smiled.
"Jill?" Barry asked while looking at her. "Are you okay?" he asked. Jill just snapped out of her daze and told him she was fine.
"Hey, Newbie, the guys and I are going to get a drink after work. Want to come along?" Joseph asked, "You can take Chris's place since he backed out."
"Chris backed out? Is he okay? I mean, he's never turned down a drink before." Kenneth said.
"I don't know…he's behaving like an old man." Forest said.
"So Jill, will you accept our invitation?" Joseph asked.
"Whoa…hold up. You invite Jill and not me?" Barry asked, pretending he was offended by it.
"I was just about to ask you after. So what say you Jill? Barry?" Joseph asked. Barry just nodded an 'OK'
"Sure why not. This could be my chance to see you boys make fools out of yourselves." She smiled
"Grrreat!" he said sounding like Tony the Tiger "Well, it's about time to go now, so shall we?"
"Okay." Jill said as she waited in the office while everyone went to change into their civilian clothes.
After they had finished changing, they met up with Jill in the lobby area. "Hey Jill, if you want, you can ride with me." Joseph offered.
"Can I hitch a ride with you too?" Brad asked. "Yeah, me too." Forest said. "And me too." Richard said.
"Fine, yeah, let's go." Joseph said.
"Um do you think we can stop at my place first? I'd like to change into something more comfortable." Jill said.
"Sure. Where do you live?" he asked. Jill told him and they were off to her apartment. Jill got changed into boot-cut jeans, some sneakers, a t-shirt and a jacket. She didn't want to wear a dress or a skirt because she didn't want to get hit on or hear some guys rant on how 'beautiful she looks in her dress.' Plus, she didn't want the trouble of some pervert looking up her skirt. After changing, she went back down to Joseph's car and the guys were a little disappointed that she didn't come down in something sexy. "Okay, I'm ready, let's go." She said and they were off for a night of drinking and making fools of themselves.
Tada! So what do you think? There was a line up there somewhere. It starts when Jill asks who Chris is until Joseph mentions something about she should be in love with him. Anyways, I just like to inform you readers that the line is from the ever-so-great classical movie Casablanca. I love that movie and I just couldn't resist, so sorry if it offends anyone if I borrowed it. Reviews would be lovely. Thanks…