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When Life Gives You Lemons	By : BalthiersGurl Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Ok so this is like my first fan fiction, so I�m really new to this. If I missed any warnings or misspell/bad grammar please let me know (Some of the warning won�t come into play until later though). All I ask this that you try not to be horribly mean when you do it. Hehe. This is a William Birkin and OC fic and I do apologies if Birkin is a little OOC (I think that�s the right term). This is sorta AU not to horribly bad though (I hope), only real big difference is that its set modern times, but people are the age they are in the game (1998) though (I know it�s a ten year difference sorry) there hasn�t been a viral outbreak, and Birkin and Annette are divorced (YAY). Oh and yes I know Umbrella would more then likely not allow Eighmy to dress the way she does but it�s my story so deal with it. Lolz. Oh and BTW my OC�s name is pronounced Amy its just spelled weird. Ok I�ll end this really long authors note.

Summary: William Birkin has just been through a tough divorce and now finds himself with a new assistant that he finds himself attracted to. Eighmy Jakeson has been through hell the last few years of her life and swears never to get close to anyone, or more importantly any man ever again. So what happens now that she can�t seem to keep her new boss out of her head?

Warning(Some of them aernt listed on the main page. Sorry for that but I didnt know how to fix it. Abuse,Anal,AU/AR,Bond, Slight-D/s,Language, Toys,M/F,OC,Oral,SoloF,Spank Slight-Voy.
A/N: If i think of anything else I'll add it.

Chapter One

Eighmy Jakeson walked down the hall of the underground labs of the Spencer mansion. The walls were white, the tiles of the floor were white and even the ceiling was white, not to mention that everyone she past had that same white lab coat on . She quickly noticed how out of place she looked. Her baggy black trip-pants with purple trim, that hung loose, but not to loose, against her hips. The black wife beater, with the purple skull a crossed the front, the black combat boots and sliver ring that hooked through the right side of her nose. And last but definitely not least her black hair with purple streaks.

She laughed to herself as the scientist all stared at her as she walked by, she knew they would judge her by the way she dressed. But she didn�t care. To long had she changed herself to make others happy, from now on the only persons who opinion mattered was hers. The only thing that made her anything like them was the lab coat she was forced to wear.
She looked down at her watch and knew she needed to hurry or be late, so she started walking faster down the hall. It wasn�t long until the fast walk become a jog and then a slow run. As she came around the corner she ran into something hard and fell back onto her ass as papers went flying.
�Hey watch it!� Said the hard object that she hit.
�Sorry.� She mumbled as she stood up and rubbed her butt. �I was in a hurry.�
�That�s not an excuse.� Said the object, Eighmy had now determined was a man, crouching on the floor, picking up the papers he had dropped. He was blond and seemed to be fairly tall, though he was bent down.
�Yes it is. It�s just not a very good one.� She said as she bent down to help him, since it was in fact her fault.
He looked up from the papers and scowled at her with the most intense blue eyes she had ever seen. �Being a smart ass doesn�t make the problem go away either, miss..?�
�Baxter.� She lied, thinking that if this man had any power at all here he could make things harder for her if he knew who she was.
�Miss Baxter.� He said taking the papers from her hand and standing up. �I haven�t heard of you, you must be new here.� She just nodded. �Well it won�t do you any good to go running into people, so I suggest you reframe from doing so in the future.�
She rolled her eyes not even bothering to hide it. Which he noticed and the scowl returned to his face.
�I�ll try to remember Mr..?� She said, mocking him.
�Doctor. Dr. Birkin.� He smirked at the *Oh shit, I should have been nicer to this guy* look that crossed her face.
�Well �Doctor� I have to get going, as I said before I�m in a hurry.� She gave a forced smile has she walked past him.
�Just remember not to try and run over anyone.� He called after her.
She was glad that she was quite aways down the hall from him since she could safely mutter. �Asshole.�
She practically ran down the hall (Being careful not to hit anyone along the way) to the office she was suppose to be at five minutes ago. She knocked on the door and soon heard a �Enter.� from the other side.
She pushed the door open and walked in. A man sat behind the desk, looking at his computer. �You were supposed to be here five minutes ago, Miss Jakeson.� He said looking up from the computer.
�I know sir, I just had a little trouble getting here, it won�t happen again.� She figured it best to leave out the run in with Dr. Birkin.
�That�s no excuse.� He said quite firmly.
�And neither is being in a hurry.� She said to herself.
�But I guess we can�t change what has been done. But do not let it happen again� He stood but from his desk as he spoke. �I have decided where to assign you to, Miss Jakeson. I just hope you do not disappoint.�
�I won�t Sir.�
�Good. Now let�s get going, I want you to meet your new boss before things really pick up for the day.� He walked out the door, not even bothering to see if she followed, which she did.
He led her through out the lab finally coming to a door far away from the rest of the labs. �Your new boss doesn�t like to be disturbed, so we keep him farther away from the others.� He said as if reading her mind.
He slid a keycard into the card reader, followed by a code, in which unlocked the door, making it slid open and leaving anyone who is a star wars fan feeling like a Jedi.
He walked into the lab and motioned for her to follow. As she looked around her eyes landed on a man leaning over a lab table with his back to them.
�Doctor, I�ve brought your new assistant.� The man at the table just nodded and held up a finger gesturing to them that he heard, but was busy. They stood quietly for about 30 more seconds before the man stopped looking at the table and turned around.
�Shit.� Was all Eighmy could say as she stared at the face of her new boss. Dr. Birkin.
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