Heather

"It's about time you showed up."

Heather rolled her eyes at Chris' remark, she was on time; that much she knew, Chris was just being a pain in the ass because he could. She glared at him as she walked past him and the rest of the team, hoping she looked as scary as she wanted to be.

Even though she knew he wasn't afraid of her.

"Hurry up and put your gear on, Williams." Chris snapped, obviously annoyed that she was moving at her normal pace rather than the fast pace she always did. "I don't have time for you to slack off, our plane leaves in five."

Oh crap I actually was late. She thought while she internally kicked herself in the head.

"Yes sir." She replied. "I apologize."

She heard him huff and immediately regretted giving him the satisfaction of knowing that she knew she fucked up. She just ignored it and proceeded to put her gear on. They were going to Paris for this mission, it was going to be a regular routine mission; kill the B.O.W.S., rescue any survivors, and go home. Stuff like this lasted for weeks sometimes, depending on the amount of damage done and the amount of baddies who had samples of the viruses.

She sighed, thinking of how Leon would feel while she was away.

Then again, he's always on missions too. She thought to herself, lifting a boot onto the bench in front of her to tie her laces. Plus, he has Ada to entertain him.

Heather had known Ada her entire life, and she knew the older woman never missed the opportunity to mess with Leon's old feelings for her; she even went as far as to tempt him on a couple of occasions. Although, Heather knew that Ada herself had feelings for Leon, even though she denied it; that's why she played the flirting game for the past several years, she liked the chase.

It wasn't hard to feel jealousy, especially since Leon was Heather's on and off lover; but as far as she knew, Leon didn't know what he wanted, he seemed to not want to settle down. Possibly because he knew that he would eventually see Ada again, or maybe he just couldn't rest until he knew everyone was safe.

Either way, I'm not bothering with it.

She shook the thoughts away as she lifted her other boot to tie those laces, she could feel the heat of Chris' stare as she did so; he was most definitely annoyed with her, and a part of her was strongly compelled to fuck with him a little more. However, she knew this was more important than her being petty because she felt like it, so she finished tying her last boot and quickly ran to the transport chopper and hopped in.

Piers was watching her with an amused look on his face, the spot next to him empty for her as they had always sat next to each other during the rides to missions; at least, when Sierra wasn't there, then she had that spot. Heather took her spot next to him and not a second after Chris took the seat next to her; Heather didn't acknowledge him as she really didn't want him to know him being there bothered the shit out of her.

She did her best to ignore him as the chopper slowly lifted into the air, everyone putting their headphones and mics on so they could still talk and hear.

"Alright everyone." Chris started, lifting his holographic flashlight. "Our mission is in Paris today, this mission should be pretty textbook, go in, exterminate, help civilians, and get out. Not hard."

He turned the flashlight on, the floor of the chopper illuminating and a blue image of a B.O.W. showing. It looked like it was a rather large creature, spikes lining its back all the way down to its spear ended tail. It had razor sharp fangs that looked like they could rip anyone to shreds, the chest had a glowing orb that seemed to be its weak spot.

"As you can see," Chris continued the briefing. "It's a big one. Our teams on the ground tell us that the orb is not the weak point of this creature, in fact, that's where you don't want to shoot as it shoots acid out to any threat. I want the greens to be careful when encountering this thing and always call for backup as you will need it.

"We will have three teams, Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie. Piers and Heather will be with me on Alpha,we will be in the front of the teams with stun and tear gas. I trust no other people better with my life than them."

Heather had to sustain the huge eye roll that wanted to come out.

"Romero will captain Bravo, he'll have Paul and Miller. You'll be the flank when we need you to be. Laura will captain Charlie, she'll have Gus and Frankie. They will be the medical team when we have injured team mates."

Everyone nodded, the occupants of the chopper looking at their rather small team and nodding to each other.

"Remember, we're a team; whatever happens, we stick together. No matter what. No one goes anywhere alone without their team or their captains approval. I trust all of you to make the decisions needed in the situations you will be put in, I plan to make sure all of you get out alive and are able to live another day with your families.

"Alright, thank you for listening. Now let's kick some B.O.W. ass"

"Yes, SIR!" Everyone yelled.

Suddenly, the entire opposite side of the chopper exploded, something seemingly smashing into it. Heather was suddenly launched forward, crashing into the small part of the right side chopper that was left.

She felt the blood pouring down her cheek from her head, but there was no time to worry about that right then; her gaze darted to Chris and Piers, who were helping the teammates that survived get parachutes on. She felt the chopper quickly declining in the sky and knew that she had very limited time left before they all died.

"Everyone!" She yelled. "Get out of the-"

She then felt a sharp pain then everything went completely black.