It's buried deep within the past , i hope it doesn't last
It's something i already chased, i already chased
I try to give it all away, but it's never gonna fade
It's something i don't wanna face, i don't wanna face
I know you feel it's all the same, but I promise that i'll change
It's something i already chased, i already chased
You know i'm trying to believe that you're never gonna leave
It's something i don't wanna face, i don't wanna face
There's nothing left! The fear is gone
Oh, my heartstrings come undone
I will wait for you, pray for you
Before i make my final run
I will stay with you, decay with you
I know i'm not the perfect one, the pain has just begun
It's something i already chased, i already chased
You bring me to a better path, it's everything i asked
It's something i don't wanna face, i don't wanna face
There's nothing left! The fear is gone
There's nothing left! The fear is gone
Oh, my heartstrings come undone
I will wait for you, pray for you
Before i make my final run
I will stay with you, decay with you

Demon Hunter, "My Heartstrings Come Undone"


I looked out over the horizon, dawn glowing gold and hopeful, the sun itself shing in victory after an immense trial. The snow under our feet glitter like an endless sea welcoming us to the world again. It was over at last! I took a deep breath of the air and smiled, the slight breeze ruffling my hair around me. It was over.

I walked along with Sheva supporting my weight off my injured leg, Chris was being nagged at by Jill and his sister, but I was far too happy to pay attention, "Oh, do you really think that this could be it? The end of my first mission?"

Sheva, the closest to my age, chuckled, "Yes."

Chris's POV, back in the cavern...

"Now that we're all acquainted, how don't we play a little game?" Wesker grabbed Robbin by the hair and held her limp body in the air.

She struggled against her paralysis, trying in vain to move any part of her body. Wesker dragged her to Jill's cage and pulled her out by the hair too. She kicked at him, but it did little to faze him.

"Now, now," He scolded, gripping her head even tighter, "Chris, chose one. Will you let your partner whose stood by you for so long die, or will it be this little girl?"

It was my turn to smirk, "You really should have chosen better hostages."

Not only had being called "little girl" fired Robin up enough move again, but Jill had managed to get the keys off of Wesker and throw them to Claire. He dropped Robin and aimed a hit a Jill, knocking her down to the ground, head split open. Robin and Jill nodded to each other, each round-housing him to the ground, pinning him. I quickly shot him multiple times, Claire and Sheva helping with weapons Wesker had discarded to the back.

"Die, you sick son of a bitch!" Chris fired his last shot, sending Wesker's shades flying off to the side.

Jill and Robin broke his arms in multiple places, fracturing his shoulders beyond repair, "Bastard!"

Wesker laughed, coughing up blood, "You haven't won yet."

Robin scowled, drawing her own sword from the pile of her things, "This is for my family!"

We watched her in awe as she cut him seven ways in one swing. Swordplay always was her specialty.

At the airport...

"I have to get back to work in Germany," Sheva waved, getting on one of the four BSAA aircraft waiting at the airport just outside the village.

"I was on my way home," Jill explained, whispering something to Chris before leaving.

Claire glared at Chris, "We'll talk about this later."

He nodded, "I know."

She smiled at me before departing, "Say hi to Barry for me?"

"Will do!" I waved back at her.

After they were gone and we got on the last plane, I noticed that Chris was ignoring me and I was unable to talk to him.

London...

We went back to the room to talk about what had happened and everything that led up to it. It was time for dinner when we stopped talking and came to a realization. I was eighteen years younger than him, and his close friend just so happened to be my father, but that didn't change anything between us. I was old enough to consent in most places, and even if my family did object, I'd be old enough for them to have no say in a few months anyways. It's not like I was going to give in anytime too soon, I had my morals.

Home...

"Robin," He looked at me when we had arrived back home, "Where is everyone?"

We had gone straight to my house to greet my family and tell them that we were seeing each other, but no one was home. A note had been left on the refrigerator, saying that both Moira and Polly had entered the national spelling bee a few states away, and that they wouldn't be back in another four days at least. We looked at each other in shock, having the entire place to ourselves for just under a week?

"I should leave," He pointed his thumb to the side door.

I nodded, "Yeah, you should. But..."

"But?" He asked, closing the small space between us.

"I'm too scared to be alone," It was true, but I also didn't want to see him go yet.

He held me in his arms, "I can stay."

"Please do," I kissed him.

He kissed me back, and somehow or other, we wound up in my room.

About forty-five minutes later...

I was a woman now. Chris's woman.

About forty-five minutes later, Chris's POV:

I'm going to pay for this later, I just know it, but for the time being, I was Robin's.

About fifty-five minutes later, Barry's POV:

"What the hell is going on in here?" I had been knocking on the door for the past few minutes to get Robin to turn down the music, but I saw a lot more than I wanted to.

It was round two for Chris and Robin when I made an unexpected and very unwelcome visit.

"Daddy!" My little Robin pulled the blankets up to her chin, "What are you doing back so soon? Are mom and the girls with you?"

I shook my head, "It's just me. I came back because I forgot something..."

Chris tried to vanish into the background, "It looks really bad..."

Robin jumped in, a quick recoverer as always, "Um, I really didn't want you to find out like this, but Daddy, Chris and I are in love!"

She sounded just like every other seventeen year old girl, but I knew that it couldn't have been anything like that, "I know. I'm not happy about it, but I know."

"You do?" He asked, more in disbelief than Robin was.

"Yeah," I left the room, not having the strength to see any more of my daughter in Chris's arms, though I know I had to get used to it.

Robin was all grown up.


Ok, it was short, lame, and anti-climatic, but you have to know, that's one of my first attempts at action, and this the by far the most actionful fic I've ever written. I'm sorry if you hated it, or felt that it was a waste of time. I personally really like it, and I'm not the type to say that kind of thing. Beg for reviews, sure, but never be vain about my work. Anyways, thanks for all the hits!