Dead Natious Reloaded: Chapter 7 Needed

Rebecca was anxious and Chris was late. He specifically said DON'T BE LATE yet here he was taking his and her sweet time. She was tired of waiting for him and was kind of hoping Heather had gotten her note and woke up looking for her. She knew it was no use to get upset about it but Chris really knew how to piss people off sometimes. The only people was on time for was Claire and Jill but both weren't afraid to kick his ass and he knew they could. Rebecca felt a little on edge because 'talks' with his majesty was never a good thing unless the group was around. Chris was just Chris and Rebecca was getting fed up with him. For a few month after Raccoon he was fine but after that he and everyone else didn't want her around to risk herself but that didn't stop her from Calibans Cove but now he could stop her and it pissed her off truthfully.

"Rebecca." Chris said sitting down with a file. Now wasn't this unusual? Chris was dressed up nice and had paperwork something he didn't normally like. It raised an eyebrow from her curiously and the casual business man look from him wasn't helping. Was this an intervention or stock holder meeting? Whichever it was it wasn't helping him. "I...have some news." That wasn't unusual he always had SOME kind of news and it was usually never good.

"Yeah whatever what is it?" She was already frustrated. He gave her a bewildered look and looked at her as if expecting her to change what she said. She raised an eyebrow sarcastically and he shook his head. "Don't start Chris." she knew what he was going to do and say because it was always the same with him.

"Have a little respect for the man who saved you okay?" the truth is he didn't mean for it to come out like that and she did have respect for him she just got tired of him treating her like a child because it wasn't who she was. She may have been young and scared then but she was a full grown woman now. She was not a child and wouldn't be treated like it. It WAS disrespectful and embarrassing.

"Chris...please what did you want?" She gave a heavy sigh and watched his features turn from angry to soft. Something was definitely up because he usually would stay mad forever because it was who a Redfield was. You learn alot when your friends with a Redfield because a lot comes to them naturally. It also made them irritable and frustrating. "I have to get back to Cheryl." Chris nodded to her.

"That's part of the reason I'm here..." She heavily sighed and gave him a him a jagged look that told him she didn't understand but he was going to explain. "We...got Intel that an undercover ground terrorist group was forming months ago but still no name," Rebecca's and his eyes locked. Rebecca could tell this wasn't pleasant. "we assumed it was a regular terrorist group not that their regular and being that be where given the case from the FBI we had to look into it and the more we dug-" Rebecca made hand movements telling him to carry on. "we noticed more...transactions for B.O.W.'s on the black market and that raised our eyebrows. I'll cut through the story okay?" Rebecca nodded. "We found the group, they had acquired ALOT of B.O.W.'s and....the T-virus. The more and more we dug the nastier it gets. They want to cut all Raccoon ties that means Survivors, conspirators, government officials involved, and we're not sure what they might do next." Rebecca leaned forward. Chris gulped hoping he wouldn't get a bad reaction. Chris knew what was next..

"So someone wants to kill us all?" Chris nodded. "They want to pretty much do whatever they want because they got some high grade shit?" Chris nodded again. She was a little confused she thought he had wanted to tell her some NEW news this wasn't all that knew really. What did this have to do with Heather? Her mind was racing trying to figure it out. "Okay but what does this have to do exactly with Cheryl and I?" From the look in his eyes she could tell she wasn't going to like the answer.

"Rebecca, These people are NASTY and will use anything against yo-"

"Cheryl wouldn't do anything like that, she wouldn't betray me." But that's not what he meant was it? She had a feeling it wasn't. Even so she knew Cheryl really would never betray her and most definitely not by leaking information to terrorists.

"Rebecca. You have to get rid of her."

"What...?" Get rid of her? Like some piece of trash? Now he HAD gone crazy definitely because this wasn't Chris even if he could be an ass. Get rid of her how? shoot her? kill her? push her away?

"She's in danger." Chris could try but he could tell the words hurt Rebecca deeply and he didn't mean for them to. He just didn't want someone she cared about getting hurt. But maybe he could have said it differently.

"Yeah we all are Chris." She sounded mad. She was mad but she was not going to give up Cheryl. Heather was her only true friend in a long time. Why couldn't he ever be fair to her? Chris shook his head. "You can't ask me to do that. Anything but that." She quickly defended. It really wasn't fair.

"Why not? she's just one person." Chris looked into her eyes and knew why. If you looked into her eyes you'd know why. It was clear as day if you looked hard enough.

"It's not fair." Her tone was breaking. She wasn't sure why it hurt her to even suggest giving Heather up but if it hurt like this why the hell would she do it? Chris gave her a sad look and opened his mouth to say something. "I need her!" She practically shouted at him and it took him back a bit. She'd never done that to him except one other time before.

"Rebecca...she's collateral damage!" It was plain and simple. To Chris she was simply a civilian and collateral damage. She played no big part. Nothing special about her to him but he really didn't want to see someone get hurt because of Rebecca and watch the after math.

"No Chris she's not!" Rebecca yelled back. She would die defending Heather to her last breath. Heather is amazing and... "I need her Chris! she's my only true friend! She...has done so much for me!" THAT was the stone cold truth that hit Chris hard. He looked beyond frustrated and she looked hurt and pissed off. It hurt her to think he didn't understand what she truly meant. What she truly felt for Cheryl.

Heather sighed as she ran a hand through her shaggy hair. She was still tired but oh well she didn't sleep much anyways. It wasn't unusual for her to be this tired but she hoped she wouldn't fall asleep in public. The cold air didn't help her like she expected but that was okay she didn't care really but it wasn't because she was a care free person it was because she just didn't care. She knew that being with Rebecca would definitely awaken her. They'd probably go out, eat, shop, or something that Rebecca thought might be fun. She looked at the note in her hand and decided to read it again because it kind of made her happy to know she was on someone's mind.

your still sleeping peacefully but I have to head out and meet Chris at the cafe nearby, When you wake up go ahead and come by, by the way cute

Heather scratched her head. Cute what? Maybe it wasn't important but she could ask Rebecca when she got there. She put her hands in her pocket as she crossed the street. The cafe wasn't far and she was lucky because she wasn't very used to the town yet. She kind of figures it was okay though because Rebecca had pretty much showed her a basic way of getting through town. She could see her breath as she walked not paying anyone attention. She remembered once asking her father why you could see the cold but he just smiled and told her "Because your breath comes from the inside. It reminds you that even the warmest things can go cold."

She asked him "But I thought fire was warmest?"

"well that's true it gets hot. But Cheryl," He knelt down and helped Ger button her coat up. "fire doesn't come from inside you." His smile was genuine and it made her smile in return. God she missed him so much but she had always remembered she has to keep going because of him.

She could hear distant shouting but thought nothing of it. It was life people fought but something was off. The smell was...different. Something was irritating her nose so she rubbed it a little. It was almost an obnoxious smell and figured maybe it was cologne. It made curious though as to what cologne so she could avoid it. Knowing her luck she'd accidentally walk into a department of it or worse fall in a pool of it. Falling into a pool was a bit ridiculous wasn't it? Who would have that much? and who would have a pool during winter? She shook her head at the thoughts. Although...The fighting was much louder now.

She looked across the street to the cafe and found the scene a bit dramatic. A woman and a man where fighting almost like life counted on it and like they where siblings. She adjusted her eyes. The woman was very familiar with short brown hair, casual pants, the jacket....That was Rebecca. The man...? She couldn't tell because of the crowd that had been startled and tried to move away. He sounded familiar and she could barely make out his movements. Rebecca was just standing there yelling but he looked like he was throwing his arms around violently almost. People in their cars just seemed to not notice it. The people who moved away either paid and left or simply left with who they with. She could finally tell it was Chris and she became aware of how close she was.

"Goddamn it Rebecca!" He yelled. He leaned over but Heather pushed him back hard with a mad look that surprised them both and Chris rubbed his chest. She sure was strong because that kinda hurt.

"Back the fuck off cowboy." She warned and pointed to him. Rebecca placed her hand on Heather's back for comfort to help her but Heather was getting pissed just by looking at him. She gave him a fair warning. He WAS not going to make a first move that could jeopardize anyone here today. He walked back to the table and put his hands on it to lean over and look at her. She stood there un phased by his look. Most people would have been intimidated by him men and women alike but not her.

"Don't touch me again." She cocked her head and leaned forward like he did. He was challenging her and he knew it but she wasn't backing down. Instead she was showing him that she wasn't afraid and would press forward if she had to. He scoffed at her and her eyes grew more maddened. "Do you know who I am?" She raised an eyebrow.

"yes. Your the fucking pizza man." She had the impulse to reach over and slam his head against the table right here right now. She refrained from it because Rebecca had a hand on her shoulder and was begging her in whispers not to kill him because he was family. A dickhead but family. Chris laughed a little.

"You haven't told her! Have you?" he looked at Rebecca. Heather was a little lost as to what they where talking about but to her it didn't really matter.

"No but-" Rebecca spoke.

"You haven't fucking told her. Goddamn Rebecca." To Chris this was something he would come out on the top on but he was a bit mistaken. He'd never met Heather nor her anger.

"HEY!" She grabbed his tie and hankering it. Instantly his head jerked to her and he rubbed his neck. Heather popped her neck and gave him a long stare full of frustration and anger. "Don't ever speak to her like that. Frankly it's non of your damn business what she's told me. She can tell me whatever and whenever she wants and how she wants to. You don't like it? Get the fuck up and walk away!" Chris could barely handle that a woman was screaming in his face. Heather could tell it was definitely getting to him but kept her guard. "You ever heard of respect those that deserve it?" She laughed at his look hatefully. "I mean her." She pointed to Rebecca. "She respected you but you lost that. She loves you like a brother but you can't see that. So if you keep up this tough boy charade you'll meet an iron pipe through the business hole and I'm not talking about the thing you talk with." He gulped a little. He completely believed it and it scared him a little bit.

"Heather come on hun back up a little." Rebecca suggested. This whole situation was scaring her now that Heather was involved. She was afraid of the fact she might actually hurt him. She knew Chris would never hurt a woman but Heather was likely to chew his head off and spit it at him. "Cheryl..." Heather didn't move. As soon as Heather moved forward the slightest Rebecca wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her back. Chris stood up and straightened himself. Cheryl just stood there as Chris handed Rebecca the file and walked away. Heather took a deep breath. "You okay hun?" Heather gave her a warm smile.

"I am now." She pulled Rebecca into a hug and got an instant giggle and smile from the petite brunette which made her smile bigger.

"Not going to touch my ass again are you?" Heather blushed and backed away instantly. "And you thought I forgot." Rebecca laughed at her.

"I was hoping you'd forget." Heather sounded almost desperate then. "I aware it was an accident!"

"I'm just kidding! Come on 'booty' lover. Looks like you could use a nap or some food. Or both." Heather kept her head down but followed Rebecca willingly. "Besides it was a good accident." Rebecca winked and took her arm. She laughed as Heather hung her head down trying not to show her pinking cheeks.Rebecca smiled brightly as they walked. She found Heather cute and relaxing to be around sometimes. Her pink cheeks where still there which was even cuter and made her giggle. The truth was it was almost epic to see Chris and her fight because Chris almost looked scared which she had never seen someone do let alone stand up to him like that. "I think you scared Mr Macho." Rebecca smirked.

"I'd have made him into a Nacho with cheese if you didn't stop me." Rebecca chuckled a little. It was ridiculous how much time you pass while walking and talking. But Heather nodded. "Would you like Nacho Chris with or without cheese?" Rebecca laughed. She felt stupid saying the jokes but was glad Rebecca found them entertaining. She felt dumb for letting Rebecca's booty comment get to her. Maybe she-

"Heather...?" Rebecca called to her snapping her to reality. Heather nodded at her. "Yeah...could you kind of come back to me? Your zoning out and I'm worried."

"I'm sorry...it's nothing...sorry hun." Rebecca hit her.

"Stop Apologizing before I do something bout it?" Rebecca warned. And she would she just didn't know what she do.

"Like what? Handcuffs?"