The life of a captain, has its advantages for the world, but it also has another side to it: family. Saving the world from bioterrorism leaves no room for family life. He are on missions almost all the time, and if your superiors give you a vacation, it is only for a few days • Family will never come first. If the virus reaches your loved ones, relatives or friends, you will have to take measures to kill them or be killed, there is no room for tragedy or heroism. This is the motto of Chris Redfield's life. With a heavy heart and remorseful conscience, he will accept the first option for the rest of his life. And this is his worst nightmare. That's why he tries not to let people get too close to him so that the loss is not so painful. Pierce, Ethan... there are many examples of when the brave gates of Chris's heart opened and received a fierce, painful blow. He may never be the same, but the one thing that will never change is his attitude toward you. You are his lover, the one who has always been with him, from his work at B.S.A.A. to his work in the Hound Wolf Squad alliance. No matter how much he tries to reject or ignore you, he won't be able to do so because you are the very lifeline for Chris

Tonight, as always in the depths of the dark night, Chris had just arrived from a long mission trip from Romania. Trying to make his way into the living room as quietly as possible, he tiredly took off his dark long coat. After taking off his gear, the man went to the bedroom where you most likely slept and had your tenth dream. He had no strength, both moral and physical, even to change his clothes. Dirty, most likely not even smelling very good after the mission, the serious soldier almost fulfilled his plan not to wake you up, if not for this damn bed that creaked immediately under his heavy weight. Seeing you moving in the bed, the man sighed heavily, rubbing the bridge of his nose "Damn..." - Chris muttered as he pulled the blanket around you to keep you warm, but it didn't work to stop you from waking up.