Nightmares and Dreams - Chapter 19

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I'm not a native English Speaker, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy reading
Art by Jay-Kennedy.
The song for this chapter at the *(song) moment is Coldplay - The scientist /watch?v=RB-RcX5DS5A

It really makes the moment more special, so listen to it



Parental Love





Harris looked around and didn't believe what was happening. He stepped back and raised his hands as he had been commanded to.

"You can't do it, I did nothing."

Jill pulled the device out of her chest and stood up in front of him.

"I believe you know you just confessed your guilt."

"No. I wasn't doing anything bad. I just wanted to protect my son. "Harris turned his head and looked at the picture on the table with teary-eyed. "What will happen to him if I get arrested?"

"You should have thought of that before financing illegal researches."

"We weren't creating monsters, Newman and I just wanted to create vaccines. Please don't separate me from my son, we only have each other. I just wanted to protect him, it's true. I couldn't bear to lose my only son left, I wanted to leave him immune to all viruses. That is not a crime."

"No Harris, that's not a crime. But it's a crime to try to protect someone by hurting others. People died, you know that?"

George Harris threw himself on his knees and kept with his hands up.

"But I 'm a father. You don't understand a father's love?"

"I do understand love. Parental love may be a beautiful and immortal feeling, but even that love needs boundary. If there is no limit that feeling can hurt, and once it hurts anyone it's not love anymore. When a father and mother really loves their own son, they at least respect others."

Jill realized that her words made Jane cry. Jill didn't even know how and why she said all that, but she knew she really felt that way. Harris lowered his head defeated and even though she should not, she felt sorry for him and the boy. The men came in and handcuffed him before leaving the room.

Jane wiped her tears before looking at Jill.

"And now what?"

"Now he'll spend many hours being interrogated. We'll both spend many hours testifying and other stuff, there is no way to avoid it. Prepare yourself."

Jill knew that she wouldn't be free before midnight. She was upset because she knew that Chris would be sleeping by this hour. So she would only have sometime to call him now and summarize everything. On other hand she was happy to have everything settled.






Claire opened the apartment door grinning from ear to ear. Chris' recovery was great and although the doctor wanted him to remain hospitalized until the other day, his stubborn brother succeeded in convincing the doctor to let him go home.

There was no risk anymore and nowhere in the world would be better than the domestic environment. He wanted to sleep in his giant bed with his pillow and his blanket, to watch his TV and the best of all, embracing the most special woman of all.

Chri's apartment was basic. Modern colors and modern furniture, but a basic décor and almost no embellishments. That was his strategy to keep his apartment better organized. ' If you are a messy person you'd better have fewer things to mess up.' he thought. It worked.

"Jill must have waken up, I think she's in the kitchen" Chris realized there was someone behind the refrigerator door, which was open.

"No Chris. It's Isabel. Jill asked Johnson to bring Isabel and the baby in her car, so he could take his truck back."

Chris walked up to the kitchen counter. Isabel closed the fridge and looked at Chris scared.

"Mr. Redfield, forgive me to open your fridge, I was going to make dinner for us."

"Hey. No need to apologize. By the way, how are you, Isabel?"

The embarrassed woman looked up and smiled at Chris.

"Fine sir. Jill and Claire didn't want me to work, but I will feel offended if you guys buy some food. I really like to cook if you do not mind."

"Please feel free. I wouldn't mind eating homemade food at all" Chris laughed "But please, call me Chris".

"That's good. You all need to eat something healthy. Claire told me that my girl has just eaten snacks in the hospital and has not slept well. That's why she's still sleeping."

Once out of the B.S.A.A. the previous night, Jill insisted she needed to be with Chris. She slept a little on the chair in Chris' room, so she was really tired. That morning she needed to go back to the B.S.A.A. and in the afternoon she couldn't resist sleep.

Chris went to his bathroom and took bath. He quickly wore dark green shorts and went to the guest room. He opened the door quietly and saw Jill asleep.

He approached the bed and realized that the little boy was sleeping between her arms. Although slightly jealous, Chris could not help but admire the view. For a moment he wished that baby was his baby with Jill.

Chris had neither been able to imagine Jill as a mother nor himself as father and he believed for a long time he didn't want to have a child in that chaos, but after seeing that scene he assumed he wanted that deep inside of him. Chris knew they were getting old and might not have time for that anymore.

Jill opened her eyes slightly and in the dim light she saw that handsome man watching her. She smiled before getting out of bed very carefully not to wake Richard up. She placed pillows around the boy.

Jill left the room behind Chris and she was walking towards the kitchen when he pulled her by her arm.

"Where do you think you're going ?" He whispered in her ear.

*(song)
Jill shivered as she heard his voice and felt his breath so close to her neck. She opened her mouth to answer, but Chris grabbed her by the waist bringing her to him.

"I'll take you to my room." He whispered again.

"Chris, we need to talk first..." Jill said with her eyes closed, feeling him squeeze her waist.

"Later on..." he opened the door and pushed her gently into his room "Jill... I can not wait anymore."

Jill opened her mouth to say something again, but he covered her mouth with her hand. The movement made her arch her body and Chris started kissing all over her neck until he reached her ear biting it softly. So he came back with his lips kissing her collarbone. Jill tangled her fingers in his hair.

Chris was getting up to her mouth, so he took his hand away to reach her lips. A hot and wet kiss increased their desire. Chris got his hands to her hips lifting her up to his waist. Jill laced him with her legs and he carried her next to the bed as they kissed.

"I Want you" he said without separating their lips.

"I'm all yours." Jill replied breathlessly.

"It may not be easy, but I mean forever." He put her on the floor by the bed.

"So let's start it all over again." she whispered.

Jill tried to say something, but she was surprised by Chris's hand on her belly. He caressed her before holding her blouse and lifting it, forcing Jill to take it off. Once her shirt was on the floor, Chris then grabbed the waistband of her jeans, pulling her roughly closer to him. After he unbuttoned it, Chris bent down to remove her pants completely, staring at Jill.

Chris' gaze left her without action, even fearing that desire in his eyes. The man in front of her not only exuded masculinity and confidence, but also power. And even a strong woman like her would feel frightened in front of his gaze.

Chris looked at Jill and recognized the sweetness he was delighted with. Sometimes that stubborn and fearless woman disappeared when they were in a room just the two of them. Then she became the sweetest woman of all and her tender gaze made him go crazy. At the same time he wanted her in his arms madly, he wanted to protect her with his kindness.

He stood up again and hugged her. Chris was wearing no shirt and that allowed him to feel her soft and warm skin against his chest. Even the greatest poet in the world wouldn't be able to describe that amazing feeling.

Although they did not say anything, Jill felt that he wanted to show her that she was safe. Both closed their eyes enjoying that wonderful touch. They moved away slightly so that their lips could meet again.

This time the kiss was soft and calm as they caressed each other's body with their hands gently. But when Jill took one of her hands to his shorts, all Chris' delicacy disappeared, making the kiss get into the previous intensity.

With bodies and lips together, Chris and Jill lay on the light green sheet.

That moment was not just magical and enthralling. Both with their pain, their experiences and traumas and everything was gone now that they were in each other's arms. Then and there they needed nothing else. So that moment was special because it meant they were back to life.

No words were necessary when both finally let their soul to speak, because love was silent.






Jill looked up from Chris's shoulder and realized he was staring at the ceiling. Though serious, he seemed so serene. She knew he would sleep if both didn't have to get out of that room. Jill saw a pack of cigarettes on his beside table and smiled when she remembered that she hadn't seen him smoke since they met again.

Richard's cry drew their attention. Jill stood up fast, wearing her panties and one of Chris' t-shirts that was over a chair, before running into the other room.

Richard stopped crying when he saw her, stretching his arms so she would pick him up.

"Hi my love." Jill kissed the little boy's forehead.

Jill did not realize that Chris was behind her.

"He really loves you!" He said, making Jill turn around quickly. Jill said nothing, just tried to smile.






Chris realized that she was scared. Jill 's blue eyes stared back at him with some fear. He could even tell she was shaking.

Despite feeling uncomfortable with the memories that came to his mind from last year, Chris knew he would be able to overcome everything for her. Despite having suffered with the idea of being rejected and replaced, he could only think about the present. It didn't matter that she had had another relationship anymore since she could stay with him now.

He just couldn't understand why she was so afraid to tell him what had happened. He wanted to know about the past as a way to make sure his present and future was going to be with her. As he felt she was speechless, he decided to help her.

"I've been thinking, Jill." Chris thought of a way to make her open up "That list where your name was... Someday someone else can find out about you as well, maybe you should protect yourself. What about moving to another country with me?"

"I've already thought about it. But I haven't really talk to Isabel."

"I Said just the two of us. Fewer people with us, less risk."

"That would be impossible. Isabel and Richard are my family. I have them, just as you have Claire."

"Jill" Chris discovered how to tease her. "You have to be rational. Claire will always be my family, but we don't live together, I can visit her wherever she is. You can do the same with Isabel and Richard."

"But it's different. I have to protect them, Chris."

"Now you have to protect yourself."

"And them too" she sounded annoyed.

"Stop being so stubborn, Jill. You even saw what happened."

"No I refuse to separate myself from them, they only have me."

"They have Claire now. She loves kids, you know."

Jill 's blue eyes looked like two sparks. She was furious, but she tried to stay calm.

"Stop trying to convince me. You don't understand how I feel about them."

"I Know how I feel about you, I want you to protect yourself."

"Richard... Richard needs my protection."

"Claire can protect him."

"Stop it!" Jill let out a scream of rage and hugged Richard before looking at Chris "He needs me. These crazy guys one day they may want to test his blood too. I can't allow it."

"You are just traumatized by these researches. They would not do that." Chris knew he needed to push her a little hard.

"But his blood... it may have something different. We don't know but I have to protect him. I... Just me. Do not insist" a tear flowed from her eyes as she hugged Richard "I will not leave you, never! I'll protect you with my life."

"Why despair? What does he have in his blood?" Jill did not reply, so he asked again holding her shoulder firmly "What has this boy got?

"He's got your blood" Jill yelled "He's got our blood" She sat on the bed holding Richard before saying with soft voice "He's your son."