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It was indeed a nice shower, Leon
noted. It put his bare bones tile box back at his apartment to shame,
certainly. Fronted by two full frosted glass sliding doors, the walls and floor
were covered with some sort of stone textured material that Leon
guessed to be formica. The
showerhead was of the detachable kind and had a luxurious shower massager next
to it. Hell, there was even a seat lining the wall opposite the head.

Ashley noticed him taking stock of the shower and smiled
impishly. �Nice, huh? I was sooo
glad to be back here after quarantine.�

She stepped inside and turned the water on full blast, the
sudden roar drowning out Leon�s
answer. Watching the warm rivulets begin to slide over her shoulders, following
gravity�s dictates over the swell of her bottom and running down her inner
thighs, Leon
decided there would be plenty of time to talk later.

Leon
stepped over the high tub-like rim of the shower and shut the door behind him,
the air immediately becoming steam filled as the heat filled the space. Still,
he was in the back and the shower hadn�t yet become fully heated by the spray.
Ashley stood in the water, still coyly pretending to wash while waiting for him
to do something. Well. If it was something she wanted, he could think of
several things to do.

She gave a mock squeal when he wrapped his arms around her
from behind, a sound that was more about pleasure than any violated sense of
modesty. Leon
kissed the side of her neck while taking full advantage of his position to cup
her breasts in both hands, rolling the nipples between his fingers. It was kind
of like handling a water balloon, he thought, except water balloons didn�t give
him a serious erection.

On the subject of erections, Ashley was pressing her ass
firmly back into his. He appreciated the sentiment, but wasn�t ready to try
going in the backdoor yet. He told her so, and she swiveled her head to stare
up at him with an expression somewhere between shock and laughter.

�Leon!�

�It�s okay,� He mumbled into her ear. He moved her away for
a moment and turned her around to face him, lifting her slightly. Taking the
cue, Ashley wrapped her legs around his waist and elevated herself so their
heads were level. �I sort of like the front door myself.�

Ashley gasped as he pressed her against the shower wall, her
skin arching back from the cold surface. Laughter faded as sheer lust took over
and her eyes locked onto his. Reaching down Leon
grasped his member and rubbed the head over her vagina, parting the lips.
�Knock knock,� He quipped.

That earned him a snort. �Leon,
just shut up and fuck me.�

�Right.�

Leon
shifted slightly and started to enter her. Ashley�s mouth opened and a soft
moan emitted as the first inch of him slid home-

�Ashley?�

Startled, Leon
jerked out of her as Ashley�s head spun towards the door and she said something
very unladylike. Pushing him away and slipping down from her perch, she went to
the shower door and slid it open a crack, leaving a bewildered Leon
standing by himself.

Ashley stood at the door for several moments, listening
intently over the sound of the running water. Leon
started to say something but she made a quick gesture over her shoulder, the
meaning of which was obvious. Leon
kept quiet, straining his ears though not fully
understanding what was going on.

�Ashley?�

It sounded like
Ashley�s mother, but even more worryingly her voice seemed to be coming from
the bedroom and not the hallway.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when there was a knock on
the door.

�Ashley?�

Ashley briefly closed her eyes in a moment of massive
frustration before answering. �Yeah, mom?�

�I�ve laid out a nice dress you for on your bed, it�s the
one you wore to the inaugural. Your shoes are on the floor and don�t forget to
brush your hair.�

�I won�t mom.�

�Why don�t you put in that nice gold barrette Grandma gave
you too?�

�Okay, I will.�

�Oh, and have you seen my good hairspray? I can�t find it
and I wondered if you had borrowed it again without asking.�

Ashley froze.

�Ashley?�

�Yeah, it�s under my sink.�

�Oh, good-�

The doorknob began to turn.

Ashley gave Leon
a look of pure unadulterated panic. Thinking fast, Leon
threw himself down to the floor, rolling onto his back and scooting over until
he was flush with the high rim of the shower. Ashley closed the shower door
completely and moved to stand beneath the spray, normalizing appearances.

With apprehension Ashley watched the blurry shadow of her
mother move through the door and towards the sink counter. �Which cabinet is it
hon?�

�The one on the far right,� She answered, hoping she didn�t
sound as breathless as she felt.

Leon
for his part was simply glad the water had been running long enough for the
shower sides to lose their chill. Also on the plus side his position afforded
him a new angle on Ashley�s naked body, looking up instead of down at her. He
gave it some consideration and concluded that she was just as hot from the
bottom up as from the top down.

There was a rattle as Ashley�s mother withdrew the can. �I
hope you didn�t use too much. I don�t know how many times I�ve told you that
you don�t need to lay it on as much as you do.�

�I�m sure it�s fine.�

Her mother went back out into the bedroom, pausing while
closing the door to ask- �Did you ever call Agent Kennedy? He still isn�t home.
Your father can call his superiors if you can�t get a hold of him.�

�No, I talked to him, he�ll be here.�

�Oh good, I�ll tell your father. Should I call the service
to go get him?�

�No, he�s got his own ride. He�s probably already on his way
over. Although I think I forgot to tell him not to dress casual,� Ashley
cleverly supplied.

�It�s not a big deal, it�s really
more a family dinner as it is. I don�t think your father will be wearing a suit
either.�

�Then why the hell do I have to wear a dress?� Ashley
exclaimed.

�Ashley Graham!�

�Oh, grow up mom. People say it all the time.�

�Not in this house they don�t,� Her mother replied firmly.
�I think you�ve spent too much time around the military lately, and I don�t
want to hear that again.�

Ashley sighed. �Fine. But I still don�t see why I have to
wear a dress.�

�Because we�re having a guest and it�s
common courtesy, that�s why.�

�Mom! Leon
is a soldier. He doesn�t care,�
Ashley huffed in exasperation. Leon
felt slightly offended at his presumed lack of fine taste.

�Ashley, I�m not going to argue with you over this.�

�So I can wear whatever then?�

�Fine,� Her mother said shortly. �If you want to dress down
for the man who saved your life, I�m not going to fight about it.�

�You can�t guilt me into this!� Ashley yelled but her mother
had already closed the door. She looked down at Leon�s
head resting by her feet. �You don�t care, right?�

Leon
grinned. �Personally I think you look your best right now.�

Ashley playfully put one foot on his face, causing him to
grumble in protest and push her leg aside. �Maybe, but I don�t think it�s
really in fashion at the moment.�

Rising back to his feet, Leon
ran his eyes over her form. Despite their relative familiarity, she still
fidgeted a little under the scrutiny. �Are you kidding? This has never gone out
of style.�

�My mother might disagree.�

�Did she tell you not to get into showers with guys like
me?� Leon
asked, moving closer.

�Actually I don�t think she ever told me not to get into
showers with guys period, but it was probably implied,� Ashley laughed.

�I was never all that great at following the rules,� Leon
replied, his mouth now just inches from her own.

The kiss was slow at first but gradually increased in tempo
until it was as steamy as the atmosphere. Leon
broke it first, nuzzling his face into her hair as she breathed hard against
his collarbone. �How much time do we have?�

Ashley sighed, raised her face to look at him. �Probably not
enough��

Leon
winced at the thought of suppressing his current level of arousal,
something he knew would prove to be agonizing.

��For anything but a quickie.�

That brightened him up. �I see.�

Ashley placed her hands on her hips in a cute move that was
made all the more appealing by her nakedness. �So are you just going to stand
there or what?�

�I was debating the proper course of action,� Leon
said seriously, a grin tugging at his lips.

�Well debate some other time, we gotta
hurry.�

Without further ado Leon
pressed her firmly against the shower wall and picked up where they had left
off. There wasn�t much to it really- in a matter of a few minutes she was
writhing against the tile wall and he gritted his teeth in the agonizing
ecstasy of trying to control himself. He needn�t have
bothered, she came quickly and he followed almost immediately after.

In the panting aftermath of their joining Leon
wondered if they had set some sort of record for quickest copulation. Obviously
this was the result of their separation, his desire intensified to unbearable
levels in the absence of her. He would have to work on that.

Ashley made a small sound of discontent as his now softening
member slipped out of her, bringing his attention back. He smiled and shrugged
as best he could while holding her. �It�s not dead, just sleeping.�

�Good to hear,� She giggled, leaning her head against his
shoulder. �I expect it to be fully rested after dinner.�

That brought Leon
up short. He didn�t want to be ungrateful but he wasn�t exactly looking forward
to spending the evening with Ashley�s mother and father. He hadn�t ever
actually been in this situation before, but basic social knowledge combined
with a little common sense led him to the belief that the average parent
wouldn�t be all that accommodating when it came to the man who was sleeping
with their daughter.

With any luck, it wouldn�t be very obvious.

____

He never had been all that lucky.

The two of them had spent no more than a minute and a half
in the company of her parents and already he was certain it must be painfully
obvious. Perhaps he was simply being paranoid.

His paranoia seemed more justified when President Graham
gave him a searching look in the middle of the bland conversation they were
sharing. He knew he was standing a little too close to Ashley, but couldn�t
think of any way to move without his actions being transparent.

�We really can�t thank you enough,� Ashley�s mother said
again. She had been practically inarticulate with gratitude since Ashley had
brought him to the dining room. The President was more reserved but still
obviously grateful. It was more embarrassing than anything else, really.

�It�s my job, but I was happy to do it,� Leon
replied, rewording the same response he had given what felt like a hundred
times. �We were very lucky.�

Ashley butted in with a sound of derision. �Luck? Yeah right Leon-
it was all you.� He shot her a scathing covert glare as she smiled impishly,
plainly manipulating her mother into gushing over Leon
again. She wasn�t disappointed.

As Ashley�s mother chattered on, the President fell in step
beside Leon on
their way over to the table. �I trust you�ve been kept informed on the
situation in Spain,
Agent Kennedy?�

Leon
nodded, trying to keep his face from betraying his inner fears. �Yes sir, my
superior briefed me when I left quarantine.�

�Things have progressed somewhat since then. With the
cooperation of the Spanish government we�ve contained the outbreak to the
Salazar estates.� He met Leon�s
eyes with a grave look. �I�m sure I don�t need to tell you, but some of things
we�ve recovered so far have been disturbing. There�s going to be a summit
meeting in Madrid concerning the
cleanup. You can expect to be asked to attend.�

�And me too right Dad?� Ashley
interrupted, obviously listening in.

Her father�s expression turned to one of amused tolerance. �Yes, and you too.� He spoke to Leon
with a conspiratorial tone of voice for Ashley�s benefit. �Ever since she was
returned she�s been obsessed with doing everything like you. I wouldn�t wonder
if she�s harboring a secret desire to become an Agent herself,� He laughed.

Leon�s
laughter was a little more strained, but he did his best to play along. Better
that the President believed those reasons. Ashley was harboring a secret desire
alright, but it involved the Agency only by proxy.

�Dad!�

�Oh, I think you�d make a fine Agent, honey,� The President
chuckled.

Ashley gave Leon
a faux wide-eyed look of excitement. �Do you really think I could Leon?�

Leon
affected an uncaring stance. �Eh, maybe. You�d have to
get in shape first.�

Her mouth dropped open. �I can�t believe you! And after all
those times you saw me climb stuff. I am shocked.�

�You�ll get over it.�

They seated themselves, Ashley immediately grabbing the
chair next to Leon
with her father and mother sitting across from them. It was a very nice dining
room, with hardwood floors and thick drapes. A fireplace crackled merrily from
its place set in one of the walls, and windows and portraits adorned most of
the remaining space.

Dinner came shortly after, served on trays that might have
been real silver. He wondered what it must have been like to move into the
White House, and getting used to such treatment. Then again, he supposed they
had most likely been rich before anyway. He knew there was no way he could ever
get used to it. He was a highly independent person, and preferred to do things
himself. Although he probably wouldn�t mind if someone did his laundry for him.
Especially with the pile still waiting for him at home.

Fortunately the food wasn�t so fancy that he couldn�t
recognize it. It was standard Italian fare, complete with various alfredo dishes and breadsticks. Leon
piled his plate and dug in with a certain relish. After his month-long
quarantine, everything tasted fantastic.

�So Leon,�
The President began the dinner small talk, addressing Leon
with a more familiar air. �I hope everything went smoothly in the debrief?�

Work. Here was a topic Leon
was comfortable with. �Yes sir, everything was fine.�

�Good, I told Jonathan not to give you any trouble over all
the property damage. What�s done is done, and as far as I�m concerned it was
more of a war than anything else.� The President laughed briefly. �Though I wouldn�t phrase it that way to Congress.�

�Yes sir. I imagine Spain
would also have a problem with that particular term.�

�They would indeed. That reminds me,� President Graham
continued, swallowing another forkful. �If you get contacted by the DoD, let me know. They were out of
the loop on this one and are scrambling to catch up, been a nuisance really. Bugging the Foreigns office, CIA,
everyone else who knows anything.� He laughed shortly again. �Even tried
to pry something out of the boys from Delta who assisted in the first entry
into the estates, as if that wasn�t illegal. I told them to stay away from you,
but they want their fingers in this pie real bad. Don�t let them put any
pressure on you. Just give me a call and I�ll put the boot down.�

Leon
frowned. �Why would the DoD
be so interested in what happened?� He already knew the answer, but wanted to
make sure there wasn�t more to it than his assumptions.

The President held up a finger, taking a long drink from his
glass. Setting it down, he shook his head. �The DoD are always dying to get their hands on anything dangerous.
This �Plaga� you ran into represents a major threat,
so naturally they want some for R&D.�

That made Leon�s
blood run cold. He knew it was inevitable, but he still didn�t like it. �With
all due respect sir, I don�t think that�s a very good idea.�

�Neither do I. That�s why they�ve
been denied, and are now trying go around my back.
Official policy is we don�t do bioweapons anymore.
Unofficially, you and I both know we could whip something up in a hurry if we
had to.� He sighed. �Eventually though someone is going to have to work on this
stuff so we can come up with some way to combat it. Frankly, the capabilities
of these parasites scared us. Some people are even talking of vaccine research,
immunizing the country through the school system. All that�s
still in the future of course.�

�I understand. A vaccine would be ideal if it�s possible.�

�That�s what I thought. But since right now we don�t know
the first thing about the Plaga, it�s still a pipe
dream. There are other options though. In your report you described the machine
that removed the parasite from you through some form of irradiation. We�ve got
a detachment of SOCOM combing the lake right now to see if we can turn up
anything.�

Leon
opened his mouth to reply but instead let out a grunt as he caught an elbow in
his ribs. Ashley was looking very bored.

�Uh, thank you for the invitation.� Leon switched the topic
of conversation while rubbing his ribs. �The food is really great,� He
concluded lamely.

�I think Leon
should get a promotion. Don�t you think he should get a promotion Dad?� Ashley
said out of nowhere, derailing the small talk with the completely random
observation. Her parents must have been accustomed to this, because neither of
them batted an eye.

�Well, that�s up to the Board,� The President replied
calmly. �But I�ve certainly put in a good word for him.�

�And a medal. What medal do you
want Leon?�

Leon
mentally groped for a handle on this bizarre turn of events. �Uh..�

�How about the Medal of Honor? Or
do you have to be dead to get that one?�

�I don�t really..�

�Aren�t you going to have a ceremony for him Dad?�

�We can�t do that, I�m afraid.� President Graham still
seemed unperturbed. �Leon�s
involvement with the Agency essentially makes him a state secret.�

�Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,� Leon
desperately interjected. �Where can I find one?�

�I�ll show you,� Ashley helpfully chirped. �It�s down this
hall.�

The President and First Lady did seem somewhat startled by
their sudden departure, but Ashley whisked Leon
off down a long hallway. As soon as they rounded a corner, Leon
turned on her.

�Ashley, what the hell are you doing?�

�Just putting in a good word for you,� She said in a
sing-song voice, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

�Stop that.�

�Relax Leon.�
Ashley said in her normal tone. �I�m just messing with my Dad. He knows I�m
joking, but what I said will stick in his head anyway. Don�t be surprised if
you get a medal.�

�I don�t want a medal.�

�Well too bad, you�re getting one. Besides, don�t you know
that chicks dig medals?� Ashley ran a hand down one of his arms. �I like a big,
strong man with medals.�

Leon
shrugged. �Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.�

�Hey!� She exclaimed.

�Alright how about scars? I have
scars, those are impressive.�

�I�ve seen them,� She sniffed. �They aren�t THAT big.�

He grinned. �I�ve got something bigger to make up for it.�

�That�s what you
think. I notice you didn�t ask for my opinion.�

�Allow me these little conceits.� He looked around. �Is
there actually a bathroom around here, because I really do have to go.�

_____

As the last leftovers were carried away from the table, Leon
leaned back in his seat. With the amount of food he had consumed he felt that
walking was a dubious prospect at best, and had no intention of rising to his
feet until it was necessary.

Ashley, it appeared, had other plans. She kicked him under
the table to gain his attention, then looked
suggestively at the door. Leon
mentally groaned.

�Hey Mom,� Ashley said brightly, putting on an innocent
expression. �Me and Leon are leaving. I�ll probably be
back late.�

Despite her best attempt to slip by without notice, her
mother still brought her up short as she began to get up from her chair.
�Leaving? Where are you going?�

�To Leon�s
house.� Ashley began moving towards the exit, trying to break free of
the conversation.

�Ashley Graham!�

She stopped, sighing. �What, Mom?�

�Why do you think you�re going to Leon�s
house tonight?�

�Because he�s seen my house now, so I�m going to see his,�
Ashley said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. �It wouldn�t be
very fair otherwise.�

�And have you talked with him about this?�

�Of course! Now we gotta go, okay.�

�No, not okay.� Her mother�s voice was severe. �I�d like to
know why you think you can do this.�

�Mom! I�m a grown woman, I think I can go where I want. Besides, Leon
can handle it if there�s any trouble.�

Leon
was determined to stay out of the conversation.

Her mother sighed. �Alright Ashley.
But you will be taking your guards
with you.�

�Alright alright, I�ll get them. C�mon Leon.�

Leon
stood with a fair amount of discomfort, thanked the President and his wife, and
followed Ashley as quickly as his bloated condition allowed.

She headed directly for the parking garage, and he realized
she had no intention of getting her Secret Service agents. Stopping by a bright
yellow Volkswagon Beetle that stood out amongst the
rows of uniform black sedans, she turned to him. �You have your identification
stuff right Leon?�

He frowned. �You mean my government ID?�

�Yeah, that one.�

�We have to carry it at all times.�

�Okay good. You�ll need it to get us out of here.�

Ashley unlocked the car and slid into the passenger seat.
Wondering what sort of half baked plan she had worked up, Leon
reluctantly slid into the driver�s side.

�Here,� She said, handing him the keys. �This is my car so
they�ll know it�s me. I�d rather use one of the other ones so they don�t know,
but I can�t. Just wave your badge or whatever around when they ask.�

�I don�t know if I�d have clearance here.�

�You�re in that big shot Agency or whatever,
you�re top secret and stuff!� She said, obviously exasperated. �It�ll work.�

To his surprise, it did. Upon seeing the card identifying
him as a CB1 level government agent, he was allowed to pass without question.
Once they had exited the tightly controlled area and were making their way down
normal city streets, Ashley grabbed the ID from him and studied it. �Wow, this
thing is really useful. What does CB1 mean?�

�That�s one of those things I can�t tell you.�

�Please?� She pouted.

He laughed. �I�m afraid I can�t divulge state secret
information that would lose me my job for a �please�.�

�You�re so mean.� She turned her attention to the other
parts of the ID. �How come it doesn�t have a photograph? Or even your name for
that matter.�

�So if I lost the card somehow there would be no way to
trace it to me. Only government issue card readers can correctly identify the
badge as being mine.�

�Why don�t I have one of these?�

�Because I�m a secret agent and you�re the President�s
daughter. My job requires years of training and a lifetime of silence, yours
requires showing up at important events in a nice dress.�

�Hey! I�ll have you know that I am a college student who
just happens to be the President�s daughter,� She said indignantly.

�My mistake,� He smiled. �What�s your major?�

�Well, I wanted to be a doctor,� She replied, shuffling her
feet on the car mat. �But lately I don�t really know anymore. A lot of things
changed after Spain.
I guess that sounds stupid.�

�No, actually. I know what you
mean.� A lot of things had changed for Leon
after Raccoon City,
including the course of his life.

A comfortable silence descended over the interior of the car
as they were both lost in their thoughts.
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