A heavy sigh escaped the young blonde's lips as she walked through the front door of her apartment. Throwing the large bundle of keys out of her pocket and on the side counter carelessly, her free hand fumbling with the buttons of her coat. Sherry managed her way out of the layers of thick wool and polyester, the bare skin of her arms and face was warmly greeted by the thankfully functioning central heating.

"Kitty kitty kitty?" Sherry called out, clicking her tongue almost simultaneously. Whilst Sherry had never owned a cat, the neighbours little tabby feline had always managed to sneak into her apartment through a small gap in the bathroom window, and has visited everyday religiously. The almost inaudible meow caused a small smile to play on the young woman lips as the cat gracefully curled its way around the couch corner, making its way towards Sherry's ankles. Sherry didn't know the cats name, or it's age, or even it's gender, she never really bothered to check but what she did know was that it was nice to have company for a change.

"Hello beautiful." Sherry knelt down, her fingers laced over the cat's short fur, it's purr vibrating through her fingertips. She continued to pamper the feline before picking herself back up off the floor. "Sorry kitty, I've got stuff to do." Sherry pictured the night's check list in her mind, have a eat, shower, crack open a bottle of wine and pass out on the sofa watching late night television.

Making her way towards the bathroom, her blue eyes traced the shower and then fell upon the taps of the bathtub. Not fully up for standing up for another 10 minutes, her hands laced around the hot tap, twisting until water started rushing out from the end, hitting the porcelain bottom. Sherry began to unbutton her shirt, her pale chest revealed inch by inch, her movements stopped as she reached her naval. Turning towards the door, Sherry's eyes made contact with the perched cat staring back at her. She held it's serious gaze for awhile whilst her foot slowly made it to the corner of the door, kicking it shut. "Well that wasn't creepy." Sherry rolled her eyes and continued to undress before slowly submerging her body into the running bath.

It had been awhile since Sherry had so much free time on her hands, in fact this was the first taste of normal life and yet she found it so...boring. It had almost been a two years since she and Jake had shared their goodbyes, initially they kept in touch whilst he was in government care but like most friendships it just seemed to...waste away.

Sherry sighed once more, now lowering her shoulders till the surface of the water caressed her top lip. Slowly her eyes began to close, her whole body began to relax.

*Beep beep Beep.*

Sherry's blue eyes shot open at the sound of her mobile ringing in her trouser pocket that was scattered over the bathroom floor. In a hurried and clumsy fashion, Sherry attempted to crawl out of the bathtub, her front falling out of the side, her arms reaching into her trouser pocket whilst her legs flailed in the air.

She successfully grabbed her phone.

"Hello?!" Sherry gasped for breath.

"Oh, hello Sir." A wave of disappointment washed over her, Sherry didn't know who she expected to call but for a brief moment she thought that maybe...never mind.

'Sherry you need to come in."

Her blue eyes looked towards her pruning fingertips.

"Yes Sir."

"Agent Birkin, I hope you enjoyed your time off, but we have an urgent assignment for you."

Sherry had just barely stepped into the room, her short blonde hair still damp at the ends. "Yes Sir, how can I assist?" Her posture straightened and her whole demeanour grew serious.

"Birkin, you will be travelling to a small remote area in Romania."He paused and turned his back to her. "It's a rather unpleasant area, high in crime, low mortality rates and poor sanitation..." He began to pace back and forth, slowly but rigidly. "We've recently come into some intel that the mercenary groups there have come into..some.. enhancements..."

Sherry's expression fell from stern to quizzical, she walked forward, closer towards the desk where Simon had began to scatter various photographs. "These look like the mutations caused by the G-virus." Her blue eyes scanned over them quickly, they were grotesque but no different to what she had witnessed many times before.

"Yes, but...this is different, clumsy, it's not as neat. These are not regenerations..." He pointed towards a specific picture portraying a many with several arms and legs. "Autopsy's show that the limbs hold separate DNA to it's carrier." He bit his lip lightly, shaking his head in unison. "That person here contains at least four separate DNA strands which have been traced through criminal records, each went missing over two weeks ago and all lived within 10 miles of where this corpse was found."

Sherry pulled her gaze away from the photo, sliding it back into the small pouch it was concealed. "So what do you want me to do?"

"We want to use as alittle force as possible, the last thing we want to do is create a scene, the world isn't ready for another virus scare." Simon made his way towards Sherry, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We're are sending you alone, stealth is key in this mission. Collect as much intel as you can without too much fuss."

Sherry weakly smiled up towards him. "So when do I leave?"

"Now."

At that moment, She turned towards the door. Two men stood beside each other carrying everything she will need from weapons to first aid. Sherry approached them as they began to lead her outside towards the chopper. She weakly waved towards Simon.

"Good luck Birkin."