So I'm dedicating this story to Stardust4. Why? Because Stardust4 responded to my idea of writing a continuation to my first RE story Resident Evil: The Last Stand. So this is for you Stardust4. But to everyone else I think it may get darker... not quite sure yet. So to everyone who reads this, enjoy!

"Finally some vacation time!" Claire smiled as she walked into the kitchen to greet Chris.

"Vacation time?" he raised an eyebrow as he served her a cup of coffee. "Since when were we on vacation?"

"Since we got back from El Salvador," she breathed in the smell of coffee, smiled and took a sip. "It's only been a couple months."

"I'm guessing eight months is only a couple months in your book, right?" he smiled.

"Mm-hmm," she nodded proudly. "So now that we have vacation time I say we catch up."

"I agree," he took out a cereal box, a bowl and the gallon of milk for her. "Once I get back from the gun range with Jill."

Another date with Jill, Claire sighed mentally. I wanted to spend time with you big brother, please stay? No he'll think that you don't like Jill and you're being clingy. "At the gun range? Why there?" she tried to sound interested.

"Because when we were in El Salvador I noticed that my aiming wasn't that good on the rapid fire." he shrugged.

"I know someone in S.W.A.T. who can put you through their training for rapid fire if you'd like?" she took a bite out of her cereal.

Chris raised an eyebrow. "Is he a friend or a boyfriend?"

"Just a friend," she smiled. "My boyfriend is scared of you." she said under her breath.

"He better be," Chris tried to sound tough but he cracked a smile and laughed. "Bring him around. I'm sure Jill would love to go on a double date."

Claire raised an eyebrow. "That's not like you," she eyed him. "Maybe going out with Jill has made you soft." she flipped her spoon at him and a piece of fruit loop landed on his cheek. "Score!"

"Childish," he smiled and looked at the time. "I gotta run." he walked over to Claire, gave her a light kiss on the forehead and left. "See you later." the door closed behind him.

"Yeah. See you." Claire sighed and grabbed her cell phone. "Let's see who wants to hang out." she dialed Rebeccas number.

"Hello?" Rebecca answered as she rolled out of bed.

"Good morning Rebecca! It's Claire." Claire answered.

"Good morning to you too, what's up?"

"Nothing I'm just bored out of my mind and was wandering if you want to hang out?"

"Yeah!" Rebecca sat up immediately. "I don't mind! I'm not doing anything either. Where do you want to meet?"

"Come by Chris' place," Claire sounded like she had a smile on her face.

"I'll be there in twenty," Rebecca smiled, hung up and ran to the shower.

"Hey Leon!" a voice greeted him.

Leon turned to look at the person. "Ashley, how are you?"

"I'm great how are you?" she smiled.

"I'm great, thanks." he smiled back. "So what are you doing here?"

"I'm the secretary to the new President," she smiled proudly.

"Since when?" he eyed her. How come I didn't know of this?

"This is my eighth month,"

And that's why I didn't know. I've been so busy after the El Salvador incident trying to help Kathryn recover I haven't been in to see anyone. "That's wonderful! Congratulations."

"I should be the one congratulating you," Ashley kept smiling. "I hear you're engaged."

"Yes, I am." he nodded proudly.

Ashley hugged him. "I hope I get to meet her soon?"

"I promise you will," Leon smiled and his phone rang. "Sorry, it's Hunnigan."

"It's fine. I'm running late anyway. I'll see you around, Leon." she waved and walked away.

"Hey Hunnigan, what's up?" he looked at Hunnigans image on his phone.

"Hey Leon. I'm here to send you off to your next job." she looked apologetic. "I know you won't want to leave Kathryn's side but right now you have no choice."

Leon made a face. "If I don't have a choice then I'll go. What's happening now?"

"It looks like the information you and your friends gave about TriCell was all people needed to shut it down."

"I'm guessing another company bought it?"

"Like always, yes. The new company is called Levee Pharmaceuticals. There has never been anything that linked them to bio-terrorism until a couple days ago. I'll send you the images of the things I'm going to talk about." she typed something.

"Levee Pharmaceuticals?" Leon repeated. "Thank you."

"The first image is of Benjamin Watson," she fixed her glasses. "He works for Terra-Save. You know that company very well."

"Claire works there," Leon nodded. "What happened to him?" he eyed the mans picture.

"He went missing at the same time the company began its bio-weapons. Watson decided to go undercover and the last known message his sister got from him was when he was telling her that the fire alarm had gone off. After that she heard people yelling, shouting and calling for help when the line went dead. The second image..."

"We gotta go," Jill looked at Chris as she hung up her phone.

Chris nodded. "I hope Claire didn't get the same call as we did,"

"She probably did if it involves a Terra-Save employee," Jill and him walked back to the car.

Chris made a face. "I don't like it when she gets thrown into these situations,"

"Nobody does," Jill started the car.

"I'm on it amigo," Carlos smiled at Leon as Sherry walked into the master bedroom to check on Kathryn. "Don't worry about anything, okay?"

"Thanks Carlos," Leon smiled. "Rebecca and Billy will be here to help with the cleaning and cooking as well."

"Any idea how long you will be?" he asked as he placed his coat on the hanger.

"A couple days, max." Leon frowned. "Why?"

"Only a couple días?" Carlos smiled. "Then she'll be fine! I won't kill her if it's only a couple days."

"Not funny," Leon made a face as the doorbell rang.

Claire saw Leon walk through the automatic doors as she, Chris and Jill started to board a private plane to Florida.

"Hurry up, Leon!" Jill waved at him. "We're running late!"

Leon started running towards them. His hair blowing as the wind around him blew. He ran up the steps, hugged Claire and Jill and slapped hands with Chris and gave each other a pad in the back. They boarded the plane, sat down an began talking about what they each knew was going down in Florida.

"Mr. President?" Hunnigan came into the room.

"Ah, Ingrid! How are you?" he stood up to greet her.

"I'm fine Mr. President and yourself?" she smiled and shook his hand.

"Worried about the incident in Florida," he made a face as they sat down. "Now tell me exactly why we couldn't tell special agent Kennedy the truth about this mission?"

"I wish I knew, sir." Hunnigan made a face. "But I got a sign document that said you didn't want me to tell him anything besides the things you listed here." she handed him the paper.

"Ingrid, this isn't my signature." he looked over the paper. "No one has brought me any papers to sign or fill out today. I just got out of a meeting with the ambassador of France. We've been in there all day."

"Then..." Hunnigans face dropped.

"That was easy," Ada looked at the man sitting next to her.

"They may be the U.S. Government but that doesn't mean they know how to keep people out," the man leaned back in his chair. "So tell me something. How did you manage to forge the Presidents signature?"

Ada smiled. "I have skills on many levels," she eyed him.

He smiled back. "Good, because from what I pulled up on you and from what I've seen I'll be needing you by my side for now on."

"Then you know I don't like staying in one place and I don't work for one person forever." Ada glared at him. How dare he think he can use me like he uses everyone else!

"I know," he nodded. "But you see you'll be traveling around with me and of course I'll send you to other places ass well." he looked at her. "And to top it all off you'll be getting ninety percent of all the profits Levee Pharmaceuticals makes."

Ada slowly looked at him. "What's the catch?"

"The only catch would be working for me as my assassin," he smiled.

Ada eyed him. Why would he give me ninety percent? Well, then again this company as money far more then Umbrella, WilPharma and TriCell combined could ever see. He is from a very wealthy family. "You have yourself a deal, Mr. Levee."

"I knew you would see it my way," he smiled. "Follow me, Ms. Wong we have to see if on of our boys and pull up Ms. Ingrid Hunnigans videos and make them into what we want them to save."

"Basically, give Kennedy the wrong information." Ada smiled as she wrapped her arm around his.

"Exactly," he nodded. "We'll send him to the most infected place in Florida, tell him that the Levee Pharmaceutical base is close by and he'll kill off the rest of the TriCell employees as well as their test subjects."

"Have you inserted the Virus I gave you on anyone?" they walked into a room.

"I have actually," he walked over to a computer, typed something and the wall in front of them lifted to show a man in a glass room. "Amazing isn't it? From what you found out in El Salvador was amazing at the time, no doubt. But then this fellow thought he could get away from Levee and inform the last remaining TriCell base what I was up to."

Ada walked back towards him and wrapped her arm around his. He looked at her, smiled and walked her over to the clear glass room. "Are you sure he's not immune?"

"He is," he nodded and saw Adas eyes flash. "Before you jump my bones, darling, the virus is in him. Growing, producing and mutating. I know I said he's immune but you see all the power this virus has, he has. He just won't turn into that ugly B.O.W."

"You mean B.O.W.," Ada rested her head on his shoulder. "Like a bow and arrow."

"I meant Bio-terrorism weapon," he tapped the glass and the man inside turned to face them. "We've also tested the virus in a couple different animals. It's amazing how well the virus took to them."

Ada smiled. "It looks like I made you happy,"

He looked at her. "You've made me more then happy," he placed his hand under her chin, lifted it up and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Your mission is to secure Watson after that I expect you to call us for an evac point." the pilot said into his microphone.

Chris nodded. "Got it. Are we being dropped off the same place?"

"Yes," the pilot answered. "We'll give you all six hours before we pick you up."

"What if we don't find Watson?" asked Claire.

"We'll wait until you do,"

"How long?" asked Jill, dreading the answer.

"After the six hours you have only half an hour before the Marines go in an kill all the infecties. Our orders are to kill all those who are infected and are bitten."

Jill, Chris, Leon and Claire all exchanged a look.

"We're here!" the pilot announced. "You'll have to shimmy down and make your way to Levee Pharmaceuticals."

"Chris will go first and I'll bring up the rear," Leon looked at them.

Chris nodded, stood up, walked towards the rope and shimmied down. After him was Claire, then Jill and finally Leon brought up the rear.

The four of them had their weapons out as they carefully walked down the empty street.

"Should we check around?" asked Jill, looking around to make sure no one or anything would pop out of nowhere and attack.

"No," Claire shook her head. "We only have six hours to find Watson. We can't afford to waste time looking for survivors."

"Besides, if Levee is making more virus' beyond what Umbrella Corp, WilPharma and TriCell could ever imagine doing we'll need every single second we can get." Leon looked at them.

"Well, If you guys are all worried about our time running out I think we'll need to hurry up." Chris looked at Leon. "There are a couple of cars here that aren't destroyed and there's a car dealer over there." Chris pointed to a block away from them.

"Let's go to the car dealer," Jill began running down the block.

Claire, Leon and Chris all ran down the block after Jill. Once they arrived at the car dealers, Chris when straight to the cubicles looking for car keys. Jill, Claire and Leon walked around, securing the place. Chris came running out and they headed outside. He hit the panic button on the remote and the car they were going to take started to scream.

"Get in," Chris turned off the alarm, started the car and hit on the gas pedal and drove straight towards the Levee Pharmaceuticals base.

Hunnigan sat down in front of her computer and typed in Leons phone number. She shook her head not believing what had happened. Answer your goddamn phone, Leon! She sighed as the call was ignored. "Dammit Leon!" she began to type rapidly and dialed his number once more. This time he answered.

"Hunnigan is calling Kennedy," a man at a desk looked at Ada and Levee.

"Bypass the signal," Levee looked at him. "Make sure there is no delay in our answering his questions when you change her words around. We want it to seem normal."

"Yes, sir." the man nodded, turned back to the computer and fixed the microphone in front of him.

"Smith, you do the same only you're going to be Kennedy. It's all so Hunnigan doesn't start to suspect anything."

The man named Smith nodded and did the same as his colleague.

"What's up, Hunnigan?" Leon looked at his phone. "I'm sorry I missed the call."

"It's okay Leon," she paused for a minute and sighed. "Leon, we have a problem."

"What is it, Hunnigan?"

"It turns out that Levee Pharmaceuticals knows you have landed in Florida but they aren't sure exactly where you have landed."

"Great. Should we expect them to send out anything to stop us?"

"I can't tell from here but if I were you and your friends I would stay on my toes. We don't know what kind of experiments, besides the ones Umbrella and TriCell have used."

"I hope we don't see a Tyrant," Jill shivered at the thought.

"Anything else, Hunnigan?"

"No, Leon. That's all I have to fill you in at the moment."

"We'll keep in touch later, then." Leon smiled and hung up. He looked at Claire then at Jill and made eye contact with Chris through the rearview mirror. "I don't know if any of you have noticed but there aren't any sounds except for the car we're in."

Chris slowed to a stop and listened to the outside sounds. Well, there would be sounds if anything was moving. "What the hell?"

"It's never a good sign," Claire looked at her brother. "Start driving before we waste time trying to figure out why there isn't anything moving outside."

Chris nodded, hit the gas pedal again and continued to speed through the street as if his ass was on fire. Well, at least that's what Claire thought.

Hunnigan leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh. I hope he finds Benjamin Watson, she thought. Well, it's a good thing the outbreak had just started there. They'll be able to save lives and save Watson all in a matter of minutes. Hunnigans phone rang and she answered. "Hello?" no one answered. "Hello?" nothing the line was dead. She hung up and looked at her caller I.D. "Private number? I don't know anyone with a private number." she said out loud.

As she placed her phone back on the table a hand touched her shoulder. Instinctively, Hunnigan, grabbed the persons hand, twisted it and slammed him against her desk.

"Ingrid! It's me! Matt!" the red haired man struggled.

"Oh my God!" she let go. "I'm so sorry, Matt! I've just been stressed out lately."

The man straightened himself out and smiled at her. "I heard what happened to Kennedy," he rubbed his wrist. "But did you really have to take it out on me?"

"I'm so sorry," she apologized again. "Please let me make it up to you."

The man cocked an eyebrow and smiled. "Dinner?"

"No," she sat down. "And for that, I'm happy I hurt you."

"Oh, come on, Ingrid! If I recall correctly we were about to officially go out when the Kennedy bastard stepped into the picture." he sneered Leons name.

"Leon isn't a bastard," Hunnigan defended him. "He's a great agent. Mind you he single handedly saved the Presidents daughter, Ashley Graham, a couple years back."

"First name bases I see," he leaned back. "So how in love are you with him?"

"He calls me by my surname and I call him by his first," she pointed out. "In love? He's getting married."

"To a very sexy, smart and full figured woman, I might add." he smiled. "So I'm guessing you're madly in love with him you're just in denial."

Hunnigans face grew red with anger, she got to her feet, grabbed him by the hand and ushered him out of her office.

Jill, Chris, Claire and Leon all made their way to the front of the building. From what they could tell this was the only entrance that didn't need a code. All the other doors where locked and needed a code to get in. Apparently, the computers super smart computer sealed every door and window in the building.

They slowly made their way into the first door, aware that anything might be out of its room and roaming about. They saw another pair of doors in front of them. The doors were sliding glass doors. Jill walked towards them and they didn't open. Chris grabbed hold of one of the doors and Jill did the same. At the count of three they began to pull. The doors began moving slowly but they began to open. The doors locked up and as Chris and Jill removed their hands from the doors, the doors flew forward and collided with each other.

"I'm guessing the computer isn't shut down," Claire looked at her brother and Jill.

Leon walked towards the doors and tapped on the glass. "They don't look like their resistant," he pulled a grenade out. "Get clear!" he waited till he and everyone was far away from the doors and potential glass that might kill them when the grenade would go off. He removed the pin, threw the grenade and took cover.

There was a loud explosions a few seconds later. Leon pulled out his gun, walked towards the doors and saw that they had been blown off their hinges. He called for everyone and they all came prepared with their guns out as well.

Jill took out her GPS layout of the building. "We'll need to split up," she didn't look up as she touched the screen on her GPS. "We can meet up in the resting area after we find Watson. If we don't we'll continue to search the rest off the building and then meet up in the dinning hall."

"Got it," nodded Claire and Chris.

"Let's split up," Leon looked at Claire who nodded at him.

"Wait," Chris grabbed Claires arm and handed her two ear pieces. "I grabbed and extra two more before we left for the plane knowing that you and Leon wouldn't have any."

Claire smiled and thanked her brother. "Here Leon," she handed him one.

"I'm guessing we're all connected?" Leon placed it in his ear as he looked at Chris.

"Yes, we're on the same frequency." he nodded. "Which will be great when we need help or get separated."

Claire and Leon nodded, turned and ran down one hallway as Jill and Chris did the same but down another hallway.