Chapter 2

Unexpected Surprise

Sherry wiped a tear from her eye as the priest went on about Jake's life. It has been 3 weeks since the plane crash, since Jake died. Everyone turned up, even Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine. They cared alot about Sherry , despite the fact that she loved the son of Albert Wesker who had hurt Chris and Jill too many times in the past. Unfortunatly, the priest had other funeral's to do, so it had to be quick. When it was over and everyone left, Leon put his hand on Sherry's. "I lost someone too, you know." He said.

"The President doesn't count, Leon." Sherry said tear's streaming down her face.

Leon gave a weak chuckle,"No, an old friend of mine was beaten to death by convict's."

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said.

"Don't be." He replied "I grieved for a while, but then I realized everything happens for a reason and I became a police officer... for a day."

"Raccoon City..." She murmered.

"Yeah." He said softly.

"Thanks, I feel better now." She smiled. Leon let go of her hand and walked away to Claire who was waiting in the car.

"Is she going to be okay?" Claire asked.

"I hope so, it makes me miserable to see her like this." Leon answered peering at Sherry who was slouched on a bench. As Leon and Claire drove away, Sherry rose from the bench and set a tulip on Jake's grave. "I'll miss you." She sobbed. She turned around and began to walk away, suddenly she felt as though she was being watched. Her eyes darted to the soft grass beneath her feet, then settled on the buildings, untill she saw a figure. It looked male... and familiar. She clocked him as he was doing the same. They stared at each other for hours, she was trying to think who it could be up there, watching her every move. She couldn't see his face but she knew it was someone who she has met before.

The mysterious figure morphed into the shadows and left Sherry alone. But Sherry kept her guard up in case anyone jumped out or attacked her.

When she got back to her apartment, she tried to sleep but she couldn't, the figure was bugging her too much. She twisted and turned untill she heard a voice outside of her window. She got up and examined outside. Her eyes widened in disbelief. It was the shadow from before, he had followed her home. She backed away and got her gun, however it was too late... A huge crash came from the main room, she took cover and slowly glanced to a part of the room, seeing he was there. She lept out from the door way and fired multiple bullets at him, but he was too quick, he grabbed her wrist and she let go of the gun and attempted to kicked him in the head, but he was still to swift for her. He span her around and trapped her against his body; her back against his chest. He whispered in Sherry's ear. " If I had to pick a flower it would be a tulip, because it remindes me of you, Sherry." She couldn't belive it, the voice, the hands, she speed, the fact that he didn't execute her; it all meant one thing.

"Jake?" She nearly choked on the name.

"Not just Jake... Wesker Jr." He declared.

She shook her head saying "No, no, no," over and over again. She wriggled out of his grasp and dived for a grenade that was in the corner, grabbed it and turned around to be met by a cold gun. Sherry raised both hands, one clutched on to the grenade.

"Drop it, Sherry." He demanded. Sherry knew she had no choice. Then she remembered that Claire had told her how she got out of being captured by the Umbrella guards in Paris. She dropped the grenade, but she still had the pin on her finger. She swung her leg at the grenade and kicked it at Jake. As it landed at his feet, Sherry sprinted out of the apartment and flung herself out of a window, she got halfway down as the apartment exploaded into flames. She looked up at the burning building.

"I have to find Leon." She muttered. As she took one step, she felt a sharp pain in her leg, she looked down and saw a hot piece of glass protruding out of her left thigh. Breathing deeply, she layed her hand delicately on the sharp object and forced it out of her flesh, she screamed in pain and threw it on the pavement. She then tried desparately to put pressure on it, to stop the bleeding, but it didn't work. Thud's and the sound of things being moved out of the way, came from the apartment above her. She jerked her head up, her mouth opening a little, before running in the other direction.

"If a plane can't kill me, neither can a grenade." Jake smirked and his eyes lit up red, just like his father's. He put on some shades and said "Hang on baby, here I come." He jumped out of the window, landed on his feet and charged up his speed, chasing after Sherry.