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[Resident Evil FanFiction, Jake & Sherry]
Chapter: 1 Back to Normality
Jake and Sherry had barely escaped the underwater facility after fighting the Ustanak and were already being carted off by the BSAA.
"Hey! Watch the goods!" Jake shouted angrily as a beefy man took hold of his arm leading him away to an armored van, Sherry was right behind him and talking to one of the soldiers that were escorting them.
"Chris sent them to the exist… just after we spoke to him, it seems." She informed whilst climbing into the 4 wheeler, taking place opposite him.
"Did the bastard make it out?" He asked gruffly.
"We received signal from an escape pod in the South-western Chinese Sea. We believe its Captain Redfield." The driver spoke after hearing their discussion, all Jake could do was nod and fold his arms over his chest looking at Sherry, who was totally exhausted.
"Why don't you rest, if you're tired?"
"No, no." She smiled, "I don't need to rest just yet. We have to get your blood to the lab and create the Anti-C first."
"Sure… Just try to rest, okay Sherry?"
"We'll be rendezvousing with a medical team at 1500 hours." The BSAA driver interrupted, "Another team has gone to retrieve Captain Redfield."
Sherry stared at the muddied Jake in front of her and smiled closing her eyes.
Jake watched her closely; her smile fading as she fell into a light sleep, and nearly falling off her seat when her body relaxed. Quickly he moved beside her so she slumped onto him instead of the dirty floor. He couldn't help but feel complete as she rested against him, what were these foreign feelings he had?
'Relief? I guess?'
1500 hours came and they were right on schedule, Jake was lead straight out of the vehicle and into the medical teams portable unit. Sherry wanted to go with him but was held back due by the BSAA officials who told her 'rules and regulations', something about "infection control". She rolled her eyes at this, considering what jeopardy the world was in from the continuing T and C-Viruses these "Rules" were silly.
"Delta, this is Bravo… Captain Redfield has been rescued. When the Dove and Dragon are clear, take them to the next airport where they will be evacuated. Do you copy Delta?"
Sherry surveyed the BSAA leader who took hold of his walkie-talkie and reported to Bravo, not being able to hear his words she continued to hold her knees outside the room where Jake was held; hoping to the gods they were taking care of him, and not doing something sinister.
The feeling from what happened in China when they had been caught and separated for those 6 months continued to plague her, the parting had wounded her deeply, and although she'd only known Jake a short while she was incredibly protective of him; 'although that was my duty', she told herself, knowing deep down there was something else.
"Hey Supergirl, you ready?" Jake asked slowly emerging from the material door with his usual smirk.
"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" She asked a bit too eagerly as she pushed herself off the floor making her way towards the ex-Merc.
"They took a few pints of blood," He started with a smirk and tilted his head, "Thought they were gonna bleed me dry for awhile there. So, where we headed next?"
"BSAA headquarters? I'm not sure." She replied as he grimaced a little. "Jake, they're there to protect you, not harm you."
"Yeah, yeah. So long as Redfield doesn't cause any problems." Sherry could only sigh and shake her head as the remaining BSAA team marshaled them back into the van again.
Some weeks later the Anti-C had been produced in multiple amounts and been given to the BSAA, Terrasave, DSO and other Worldwide governments in high hopes to fight the deadly virus. But despite all their efforts, infections were still breaking out, thankfully on a tiny scale, especially when compared to Raccoon City and China.
The BSAA were continually on hand at all times to eliminate the remaining BOWs, and their numbers growing daily thanks to Chris' partner, Jill Valentine.
Sherry Birkin was back in the United States back working at a desk for the DSO, and now that she had complete freedom since Simmons's death she felt happy, apart from the overwhelming loneliness spurring from the lack of Jake in her life.
Ingrid Hunnigan had taken over the DSO completely as Head Director and secured Leon Kennedy's latest partner, Helena Harper a job there. Ingrid had also offered Jake Muller the same when they picked Sherry up from the Chinese airport, but he laughed her offer off as he jumped onto his motorcycle saying his 'asking price was too high.'
"Perhaps Mr. Muller, but we will be keeping an eye on you. You are a strictly confidential person from this moment on, but it does not stop Neo-Umbrella or The Family come looking for you!" She'd shouted as Jake put pedal to the metal, waving cockily over his shoulder to the two women.
A few miles from the airport Jake reduced his speed to a halt, to watch Sherry's plane fly over head. Reaching for his cell he messaged her saying he had dropped his asking price to 50 dollars.
"Are you going to keep your promise?" The little Asian boy asked as he watched the tall figure take a bite into the apple he'd provided.
"Fair is fair, kid." The trigger sounded, and the lone bullet hit the first Napad in the head, making its shell crack as another 4 dropped from the buildings behind it. A loud roar came from the fiend that had been fired on, causing the others to growl loudly in response as they rocked back onto their hind legs preparing to charge.
"Shit, this is going to get a little rough." He smirked as he watched the small herd start to stampede towards him. Quickly he reached to his hip and pulled out a grenade, biting off the detonator and throwing it into the Napad's before sprinting inside the building he'd just come from. Much to his relief the boy had left, 'Must have gone to the safe house.' he thought briefly reloading his firearm and replacing his handgun for a shotgun, waiting for the grenade to go off - which it did just on cue.
Swiftly he made way to another dusty room, as the remaining BOW's followed in their more fleshy state.
"Come on you ugly sons of a bitches!" He taunted with a crooked smile.
The Napad's reared again, charging straight for Jake and destroying everything in their paths angrily, 'Almost as if they understood me, heh.'
Aiming the fully loaded shotgun in line with the first BOWs head, Jake pulled the trigger. As soon as the bullets made contact with the fleshy cranium, some fell to their knees lethally wounded, while some crumpled and burned. Still he knew there were too many to take out with one solitary gun, therefore he reached to his hip and pulled out yet another grenade. He yanked the pin hard with his teeth and threw it into the left over BOWs, promptly taking cover behind a concrete wall.
Following the small blast, cries of the dying filled the air; signaling him to take a glance at what devastation he'd caused.
"Good riddance." He murmured, watching the BOWs decompose into the floor leaving nothing but ashes, and to his delight a little pack of ammunition. "Must have been a soldier in his previous life." Jake mused, lifting the ammo from the floor, when a phone buzzed silently from his pocket.
"Yeah?" He asked crossly putting the thing to his ear and listening. "I know what I'm doing!" He grumbled into the speaker before turning the mobile off and sighing.
"Mr. Muller! Mr. Muller sir!" An Asian man shouted, he could only be described as a dork with the way he looked and acted especially to Jake.
"What is it Jeeves?" Jake asked dryly as he tried very hard to keep calm for the "kid" who insisted on following him everywhere when he'd come back from the field, 'Hell! He bugs me when I'm not here…' He continued to think, remembering the phone call received after destroying the Napad's.
"Mr. Muller you need to return r-r-r-right away!" The man he nicknamed Jeeves began, "We-we are in t-t-t-terrible danger if you do not come back here STRAIGHT AWAY!" He squeaked, "Those creatures! Oh those creatures Mr. Muller they will kill you if you aren't careful!" He'd had enough of him already for one day, and he hadn't been in camp since dawn.
"I know what I'm doing!"
"Look kid, just leave me alone for awhile." Jake advised, knowing his temper would boil over at any moment and kick the young man in the teeth.
"But Mr. Muller sir! Th-th-there are strange men in the town." That was it, he knew he'd got Jakes attention now. Jeeves knew Jake wasn't here just for the reason he stated: Eliminating the BOWs. He was also here looking for something - anything - any links to Neo-Umbrella, The Family, even information on his Father. The boy was not stupid… oh far, far from it.
"What men?" He asked pokerfaced, Jeeves turned away and smiled darkly to himself at Jakes questioning.
"Follow me S-s-s-sir, I will give you the co-ordinates."
Jake followed the young man into the control room at the safe house; The safe house being an abandoned military base on the outskirts of the Middle Eastern city, Qulligajbec where the survivors resided to keep safe.
Jake himself was also working on getting some extraction for the people, he was a busy man - not like he ever slacked.
The city itself was pretty much desolate from the recent string of virus outbreaks, and Jake had saved all the people he could, bringing them here to be safe.
The ex-Merc went out daily to eliminate the wandering dead and to keep the place secure, and here in the control room they had multiple screens linked to camera's all over the city to keep an eye on the situation, now and then uninfected people would sprout out of nowhere; the normal story of the people he saved in this situation were that they had been in hiding.
"Show me kid."
"R-r-right away Sir." He giggled crazily to himself as he pressed a few buttons.
"…Neo-Umbrella." Jake whispered angrily as the screen flashed onto a huge truck with the menacing corporations logo on the side, surrounded by J'avo.