Temporary Alliance

Chapter Ten- Break in

Claire Redfield☝☝☝

Claire's pov

"Claire, I haven't been the best husband...screw that, I was just as bad at being a friend to you for years. What I'm trying to say I am sorry Claire, I'm sorry for not showing you how important you are to me. I'm going to meet with my team but as soon as you get this message please call me. We need to talk and I love you"

I ran my tongue over my lips, closing my eyes. How did Leon expect me to react to that? Marriage was supposed to bring to people together but instead we were drifting apart.

A part of me was tempted to return his call but the other portion of me was stronger.

I was angry. Angry that I needed Leon and honestly, he wasn't there.

Yes, Leon had a mission and at first I felt guilty for being upset about him not calling me. Now that I heard his voice I didn't quite feel that way.

Leon was able to call me all along, he chose not to call me. Why, I wondered that the most.

I was just about to dial Leon when there was a ruckus downstairs and I like an idiot ran towards it. I froze at the staircase, my breath logged in my throat.

As soon as I saw numerous armed men I returned to my room silently, closing the room door behind me, my eyes falling on Junior.

Fear took over, why were these men here and what did they want?

My phone vibrated and I answered instantly, hoping it was Leon. It wasn't...it was far from anyone I expected actually.

"Where are you?" the voice was clod and void of care or another emotion. My fingers tightened it's hold on the device, my breathing unsteady.

"Wesker?" With just one word my voice shook, footsteps approaching my door.

"Now that the obvious have been established where are you, you are in danger" he told me as I took my baby from the crib, entering the closet filled with clothing and closing the device door behind me.

"I figured that much when armed men entered my house" I hissed, the truth dawning on me that Wesker was the cause of all this.

It had to be him...where ever he walked destruction struct.

"Grab whatever weapon you can find and hide, I'm coming to get you" he told me, only for the sound of my door breaking to erupt.

Junior's eyes opened and I covered his mouth. What the hell had Wesker unleashed upon us?

"I can't just sit here..."

"That's precisely what you will do, don't do anything stupid and keep as quiet as you can." He hissed, ending the call as tears pooled in my eyes, what the hell had I brought my son into?

I moved on my ass and feet, hiding in grouped hung up clothing, my lips pressed to my baby's forehead. I had never been so scared, if I was the only one in this situation I would have reacted differently, going to hiss at these men and kick some asses.

However in this situation I was beyond vulnerable. I could not challenge these men as I had my son to risk. The door of the closet opened, the once dark area receiving the light available in the room.

My breath itched but I didn't released my gasp...

I hid my baby, moving away from him and before I could find a new hiding place a hand gripped my hair.

"What do we have here?" He asked and I stood, taking his hand from my hair.

"I'm up, what do you want?" I hissed, facing the man who raised his gun at me. I looked at the tip of the gun then back at the man before me.

"Something tells me you already know why we are here bright eyes" he stated and I swallowed, glancing behind me swiftly as I silently prayed.

However what I prayed for not to happen was the same thing that did, Junior cried.

The mans eyes moved from me to the source of the sound and without thinking I did the first thing that came to my mind.

I tackled the man to the floor, the gun once directed at me sliding from his hold. He was quick however, dragging a dagger from who knows where.

Metal pierced my upper shoulder, metal digging deep into flesh as I yelled. I was thrown to the floor, a harsh punch directed to my lip.

My lower lip connected with my teeth, blood being drawn and falling from the corner of my mouth. Another punch was about to meet my face, one with the intention of knocking me out. I looked away, only to hear the sound of familiar heavy footsteps.

Footsteps I once dreamed but now appreciated...

A shot fired, the man once aspiring to killing me falling onto me as a corpse. I groaned, shoving the now limp and heavy man off me.

"I told you not to do anything foolish" lectured Wesker who was sounding more like Chris at the moment stated. I didn't mention that though, the last thing I needed was for him to throw me into a wall.

I sat up, a gloved hand being reached towards me and I was pulled from the floor. I made my way over towards my baby, placing the crying child to against my chest.

"It's okay, I'm here. I will always be here" I stated softly, rocking the child gently. The pain in my shoulder being ignored.

I sat on the bed, tiny hands tugging my blouse and I positioned Junior into a comfortable feeding position.

"Your wound is of greater importance miss...Claire" he hissed and I ignored him, staring at the child in my arms. My baby was my entire world.

"But do as you please, I say go left because a snake is ready to attack you on the right and you would run to the right regardless" he hissed and I stared up at him. How ironic for those words to leave a snake's mouth.

Junior yawned, me easing up to place him to his crib, watching him as his little fingers curled.

As soon as that was done I looked to Wesker with my arms crossed.

"My stubbornness is something everyone else deals with fine, why were those men here Wesker?" I asked and when he stepped closer I took steps backwards.

He grabbed me, his hand holding the huge knife logged in my upper shoulder gently. I winced, trying to shove Wesker away from me as I knew how painful this would be.

"The moment this knife leaves a lot of blood will follow, that is bad blood so don't even think about preventing the blood from leaving your body" he told me and I held onto his hand, stopping him from taking the dagger out.

"There is a first aid kit in the bathroom, you can give me my explanation there" I suggested as I gave him a firm look from beneath my lashes.

Well do you think Claire should trust Wesker now?

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