Chapter: 1

Coffee with a Side of Talk

A/N: since I've been reading Wesker/ Claire fanfic's for a while now, and I thought I would give it a try! Some story's are just amazing, others, I could say, could do better. But anyways, I'll try and update this story ASAP, but I have to juggle school, home, social, and another fanfic account on another website. This is my first Claire/Wesker fanfic, so go easy on me, but anyways, enough with me.

'I still dream of those hated eyes staring up at us as we left in the heliport, they held more than hate though, something I couldn't quite put my finger on.' Claire thought to herself, with the events of rockfort ended, she was sharing a coffee with the older Redfield, he was explaining all the torture they went through in the mansion incident, after she asked why Wesker hated him so much.

"He's the one that started this all Claire, him with the help of Umbrella." Chris stated, before bringing his lips to the mug that held the sweet scent of fresh brewed coffee beans.

Claire gave a hard stare at her coffee, Wesker was never like that when I went to visit Chris in the police department.

"Chris, maybe there's another story to him, maybe-"

"Claire, he's the enemy." Chris stated, Cutting Claire short of her sentence. Claire thought for a while, always trying to see the good in people, no matter what they did.

"But he was never like that when I went to visit you, he never showed-"

"That was all an act claire, he knew very well what he was doing." Chris said, then continued with his rant on how atrocious he was, and how him escaping death still amazes him to this day. Looking outside of the window, Claire still listening, she looked far off into the distance and wondered what Albert Wesker's story was; how he became the man he is today.

"Claire, I don't want you to get hurt, especially by him." Chris said, snapping the younger Redfield's attention back to the small coffee shop that occupied the two siblings, an old couple, and a group of young students, enjoying their coffees as they caught up with their academics. It made Claire of the times she held a coffee cup or sat in a library preparing for a final exam, or a paper due in a short period of time all due to her procrastinating ways, but still managed to finish on time; before all the mess Umbrella caused and turned her life, her brothers life, and her close friends lives into a living hell.

"Claire..." An impatient Chris said frowning at a dosed off Claire.

"Yeah?" Claire asked now putting her undivided attention back to her older brother.

"Did you pay any attention to what I was saying?!" Chris yelled, failing in trying to keep his voice down.

"Yes! And I'll try my best in keeping away!" Claire whispered harshly and looked at the few eyes that looked curiously at them, feeling embarrassment rise by the minuet.

"Good. He's corruptive; he'll do anything he can to attain what he wants." Chris's calm voice coming back. "You should stop looking for the good in him, because all you'll find is blank answers." He said before reaching to drink his coffee again.

"Yeah, maybe you're right." Claire said feeling the faint pain of having his boot putting pressure on her shoulder again, but still ignored Chris's suggestion in giving up.

A/N: sorry if it sucked a bit, but I needed an intro, Please tell me your opinions! I'd love to hear them!