Behind The Guns - Chapter 9 (Jilleon)

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"This is the place" Leon said, pointing to an old and seemingly dirty building.

"Apartment 65, let's go" Leon said putting the gun in the holster.

Jill did the same and nodded to the agent. Blue Valley, the city near Baycoast, was a dark city because of the mountains around it, but it could be a beautiful city anyway which apparently was not the case. The whole city was dirty and old and only few people walking the streets, making that environment not very pleasant.

The building door was open and there was no porter by the door. They went up by large dark stairs to get to the first floor, after a brief assessment of the number of apartments, they realized they needed to continue going up and they made it to the third floor, where they saw the apartment 55.

"It must be here" Leon said walking forward and being followed by Jill.

In the third apartment they stopped by the door and Leon knocked on it. There was no response and Leon did the same again.

"It seems that there is no one here, but we need to go inside anyway." Leon then walked to the apartment next door.

Jill bent down in front of the door while Leon got close to the other apartment's door, putting his ear next to it.

"It wouldn't be nice to make noises to enter it and draw the attention of the residents" Leon said removing the gun from the holster and walking to Jill "but I think it's worth the price."

When Leon approached the door, ready to aim and shoot the lock, Jill went back a little and the wooden door groaned, revealing an unlocked door. Leon raised his eyebrow in surprise and looked at the officer beside him, who got up putting some object in her belt.

"How did you ...?"

"An old specialty" she said smiling naturally to him. Leon could not tell if he was more surprised by her agility and ability to open a lock silently so fast or by the sweet and beautiful smile she hid most of the time.

Although she wanted to drive all night and she was probably tired. For some reason, Jill did not look grumpy or tense. She seemed totally comfortable with that kind of situation and Leon was pleased with that.

Leon nodded, asking her to cover him and Jill did so, following Leon into the apartment.

Just like they expected, the apartment was dusty, messy and certainly abandoned. After investigating every room in detail, the two kept their weapons.

"It seems there's nothing else we can do, but ask the neighbors." Jill said walking to the door.

"It seems so, I will try to find computers or anything interesting for us." Leon said turning to the kitchen.

"Do not make noise, please. I will be talking to the neighbor."

"Roger That."

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Jill closed the apartment door and went to the apartment number 60. As she walked, some thoughts came to her head. Jill stopped halfway and again got her lockpick from her belt, looking at it with attention.

"It seems that we have not lost our affinity, old buddy." She said, smiling.

For some inexplicable reason, the simple mission, the road and now to know that she had not lost her touch with the lockpick brought Jill a great feeling. She felt like the old Jill again.

There were so many side trips with Chris after the incident in Raccoon City. There were so many missions, simple and complicated, short and long ones. In all of them Jill had carried her only memory from Raccoon City, her lockpick.

Weapons and clothes had been innovated, Jill was not the same for a long time, but her lockpick, faithful companion, was still the same and Jill skills as well. Perhaps the old Jill Valentine was not as dead as she thought before. Maybe somewhere inside her still existed and she was for years waiting for the next mission, Jill just didn't want to admit it.

Maybe it was hard to believe that something as simple as open a lock brought Jill so much nostalgia and so many memories, but memories from that time were so different than memories from Africa, because they didn't bring her fear or guilt, but nostalgia and inspiration.

At that moment Jill realized she was smiling and she immediately stopped. She hoped she had not smiled near Leon, because she didn't want to look so friendly, she would prefer to act the same way she had done with Carlos.

On the other hand, Leon was definitely not Carlos. Although Leon was seductive, he was naturally that way, he didn't need immature words or gestures like Carlos, who was always pushing a talent that he did not have. That's why Carlos was never interesting to Jill.

But Jill was pleased with the last-minute trip, she managed to keep a certain distance and professionalism with him that protected her and if everything kept that way, she would have no problems.

Jill shook her head, as if trying to expel her thoughts and started walking towards the door, she had a job to finish.

After knocking the apartment door for a second time, a heavy woman, with short hair and bad breath opened the door. She evaluated Jill completely before asking.

"How can I help you, girl?"

"Ma'am, I'm looking for James Grant."

"Hmm" the woman made a grimace before continuing "Since a few days ago I don't see that bastard. He said he was going away and it seems that he really did. Mr. Muller said he did not pay the rent for a while. That boy's life is a joke, he deceives the whole world to take some kind of advantage, he will not be missed here."

"Got it, ma'am. Have you got any other information that you could tell me? Friends, relatives, girlfriend?"

"Not many. All I remember is a red-haired friend who came here a few times, but in the last two times I saw them they talking like they were fighting. Probably that bastard had cheated and deceived his friend too. It would not surprise me."

"All right. Thank you for the information." Jill smiled before turning around.

She walked to the apartment and waited for the woman to close the door so she could enter it.

Jill realized that Leon had fully investigated the living room and the kitchen, as things were all on the floor. He was in the bedroom and as the door was open, she could see him.

"Anything interesting?" She asked.

"Yes, some papers on the kitchen garbage, I put them on the couch if you wanna check them. Now I'm trying to figure out something that is wrapped in a sheet on the top of the wardrobe."

"Wrapped in a sheet?" Jill asked approaching the couch. "I will not even ask about the possibility of it being a corpse." She raised her eyebrows.

"Well, considering the possibilities I still prefer a dead body that a walking dead." Leon smirked and looked at Jill.

"Indeed" Jill nodded and smiled back.

Jill took the papers and began to analyze them.

"This wooden wardrobe looks totally rotten, I don't think ... Sh**" Leon said that before Jill heard a loudly noise.

Jill dropped the papers on the couch and ran towards the bedroom. By pushing the door, Jill saw Leon covered by a white powder. Without thinking twice, she pushed him to the bathroom door.

"Don't open your eyes" Jill ordered.

Leon was coughing and hitting his hand on his body, which was fully covered with that powder.

Jill opened the shower and threw Leon under it. She remained holding his arm in the shower for a few minutes. Leon remained with eyes closed all the time, doing as she had asked him to.

Jill turned off the shower and realized that Leon had no more white spot on his skin.

"How are you breathing?"

"Normally now."

"Very good. Now you'll open your eyes slowly and you close them if you feel something."

Leon opened his eyes and looked at Jill, who was in front of him and still holding his arm. Before looking at her, he looked at Jill's hand, causing her to realease his arm at the same time.

"I think everything is normal again, except my clothes." Leon chuckled.

"We did not know if it was some chemical substance, so we'd better avoid the risk."

"Yes, I'm not complaining at all, you did the right thing." Leon now smiled "Better be soaked than blind." He laughed "I only need to know what to do with my clothes now."

Jill took two steps back and smiled at Leon in a funny way.

"You can take them out, I don't care."

Leon laughed and tried to answer, but he was so surprised at her joke that it took him a few seconds to think of an answer.

"Better not to expose my baby skin through the halls of this building. Girls may want to take care of me." He smirked

"You wish" Jill smirked back and turned his back to the door. "I'll leave you alone so you can twist your clothes at least. I'll be waiting for you in the car. Don't take too long, Leon."

"Yes, there's nothing else to investigate in this old apartment, I'm going soon. Be sure to bring those papers."

"Roger."

Leon smiled to himself now, she called him Leon.

Although both could not see the face of each other, the two were still smiling, having fun with that relaxed moment.

Jill felt lighter and kind of happy to be out of the BSAA a little. It was strange and at the same time impressive as a simple object as a lockpick could bring her such a good feeling. But in reality it was not the object that caused that but the memories it carried. For a moment it was as if she was in touch with old Jill Valentine again.






Hello guys! Thank you very much for all the support last chapter!

Well, it seems Jill gave one more step forward. In this chapter, to write her in a light way I was inspired by her attitude in Revelations. She was light and even made a joke to Parker, without losing her focus of course. So, that was how she acted to Leon now she is feeling better abour herself again.

When we analyse this chapter deeper in a psychological way we can realize that we human beings are made to stay in movement. Some sicknesses that come from soul such as depression and trauma get worse when we allow our minds to think a lot about it. So the best medicine is called work, movement. Maybe that was what Jill needed to start her real changings, to do something different, think about something else and believe herself again. I really hope you guys enjoyed it.

Also hope you guys had a great Xmas time!

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