(The next morning)

Sherry and Jake wake up late into the morning hearing the sounds of helicopters approaching in the distance. Jake jumps up from the floor to check the window, still butt naked, reminding Sherry of the intimate night they just shared. Jake pulls back the curtains to see a team of J'avos, fully armed, and heading right for them.

"Oh shit!" He turns to Sherry. "They're here." They quickly suit up then take a defensive stance in front of the windows. "Looks like we've got some party crashers, but this cabin's invitation only."

Sherry gives him a nod and they begin firing on the J'avos.

(The two of them put up a strong fight but in the end are captured by Ustanak, commanded by Carla, and brought to china to be experimented on. Six months pass.)

Sherry lies alone on an operating table having just been exposed to various, torturous tests when the alarm system for the facility goes off. The voice over the intercom is speaking in a language that she can not understand but she clearly hears the name Muller.

"Jake?" She whispers excitedly to herself.

She hops off the table and makes her way over to the door only to find it is locked. Suddenly the power shuts down and she hears the lock on the door release. Before being able to escape a J'avo approaches the room with a stun baton. She quickly hides under one of the stretchers and waits for the opportunity to strike. After knocking out her opponent she makes her way into the hall where she spots a camera at the other end. The camera moves to face her and she quickly ducks into the next room.

"Fuck. I hope they didn't see me," she whispers to herself.

Making her way down the corridor she runs into yet another camera and another J'avo. Before she can hide, the J'avo notices her. She shuts herself in a locker, trying to bid time to come up with a plan. As the J'avo approaches the locker door her breathing becomes clear enough from her panicing for him to know right where she is. The J'avo swings open the door violently and readies his baton to strike. Just as he is about to bring it down on her there is a blast from the camera down the hall that takes him out. Sherry slowly steps out of the locker and looks down the hall at the camera. It moves side to side as if to tell her to keep moving. She does and as she makes her way though the rooms the person behind the camera keeps a close eye on her, keeping her from danger.

Sherry has no idea that the person guiding her is actually Jake. While watching her from the cameras, his heart races faster and faster with anticipation as she continuously moves closer to his location. He wants nothing more at this moment than to protect her until he can feel her soft embrace in his arms once again. Once she makes it to the locker room he checks the area for any hostiles. Finding no one, he uses the terminal to lock all the doors not leading to their way out and unlocking any doors in their path. He uses the ventilation shaft to make his way down to meet her.

Sherry enters the locker room and looks around for a sign. The alarms have stopped and the facility has become quiet. She is jumped by a loud noise that escapes the ventilation shaft. She readies herself, raising her fists to fight but then finds a familiar face before her.

"Jake!" She shouts excitedly before running into his arms.

"Sherry!" He turns to her. He notices her body is half exposed from the outfit they had her wearing. He blushes as his manhood reminds him of how he has not seen a woman, let alone a scantily clad one in such a long time.

Wasting no time, Sherry leaps into Jake's arms, wrapping her legs around him tightly, then steals a passionate kiss. Her taste gives him a fix he has so desperately needed. Tears swell up in their eyes. Jake places one arm around her legs and the other around her head to hold her close against him. He takes in the floral scent of her hair and his heart flutters.

"I missed you so much," Sherry cries into his ear.

"I missed you too. Thank god you're alright." He loosens his grip to allow her to look him in the face. Her blue eyes swim in an ocean of tears. "You are alright aren't you? Did those bastards hurt you?" As he speaks he makes himself angrier and angrier imagining what she must have been put through. Also angry at himself for ever letting them get their hands on her only to torture her again. He would do anything to make it up to her.

Sherry tries to wipe the tears from her face but they continue to fill back up each time. "Jake, I have something I need to tell you. Something I've wanted to say to you... all this time." She struggles to catch her breath, then freezes while looking deep into his eyes.

"It's alright Sherry. I know."

She looks to him confused wondering how in the world he could know what she wanted to tell him.

"I love you too." He gives her a quick peck on the mouth while smiling.

Sherry forces a smile for him. His cock already energized, it begs for him to take her right then and now but he knew they had to keep moving. He sets her back on her feet. They search the lockers to find some clothes and weapons then fight their away out of the facility.

(Later in a Chinese hotel room)

Sherry pays for a room and they head up to it locking the door behind them. Jake checks the windows, then locks them, and pulls the curtains closed.

Jake paces the floor angry. "Those fuckers don't know what's coming to them. I'll take them all out. One by one if I have to. The shit they did to me, the shit they've done to you. I won't let them get away with it."

Sherry sits down on the queen sized bed feeling nauseous. Her vision and hearing become blurry and she can no longer take in any of the words Jake is shouting through his teeth.

"Jake," she tries to catch his attention but he continues to rant. She clears her throat and tries again, "Jake!" She shouts at him with what little force she has left.

"What?" He shouts not meaning to let out his frustration on her.

"I don't feel so good." Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she falls to the bed. In her last moments of cautiousness she sees the panic on Jake's face as he tries to shout to her but she can no longer hear anything.

When she comes to, she finds herself in a nightdress, clean, and with a warm cloth over her forehead. She tries to sit up but Jake, who has been watching her from the side of the bed, stops her.

"Woo woo, take it easy," he commands.

She notices he too is cleaned up and casually dressed. "What happened?" She asks.

"You're okay. You just passed out from exhaustion." He chuckles. "Can't say I blame you. I often forget that others don't retain as much energy as I do. I'm sorry about that."

"It's fine. I know that's not the only reason it happened." She slowly sits up from the bed.

Jake helps her by resting a hand against her back. "What do you mean? What have those bastards been doing to you all this time?"

Sherry speaks still have dazed, "It's not what they did, Jake." She turns herself to face him as he sits back down in the chair inquisitive. "It's what we did."

Jake's heart sinks down into his stomach. "What do you mean, what we did?"

Tears spill from her eyes once again. "I tried to tell you. The other night in that locker room." She takes a slow, deep breath, closing her eyes, feeling as if she can pass out once again.

Jake lifts up her chin to face him. "Look, whatever it is. You can tell me. You know that don't you?" He takes her by the hand and squeezes it tightly.

She wipes the tears from her face, trying to look him in the eyes. "That night... in the cabin. I don't think we could have ever imagined what was going to happen. I sure didn't and up until only a few days ago I've been... I was..." her voice becomes too tight for her to get out the words.

She looks down at her belly and rubs her free hand over it. Jake tightens his grip on her other hand, shocked at what he believes she was trying to tell him.

"Sherry," he takes a moment to collect his words as his eyes swell up with tears, "Are you telling me, that for the last six months... you were carrying my child?"

She nods repeatedly to him, unable to say the words out loud.

Jake's face becomes ugly. He stands up from the chair and begins pacing the room with his hands over his brow.

"Oh fuck! Oh... jesus why is this happening? No! No, no, no!" He slams his fist against the wall, cracking it.

"Jake," Sherry cries trying to regain his attention.

He shouts as loud as he can to anyone who might be in ear shot, "I swear to god, I am going to kill every last one of you Umbrella mother fuckers, if it is the last thing I do!"

"Jake!" She shouts again. He turns to face her. She pleads to him, "Please... just don't. Not right now."

He takes his seat back down in front of her and holds her hands once again.

"I'm sorry." He kisses her fingers. "Please, tell me what happened. Where is the baby?"

She shakes her head. "I don't know. At first I thought maybe because of the experiments I had a miscarriage or maybe a premature birth. The day it happened I was so drugged up I wasn't even sure where I was. I remember seeing a lot of doctors, then a lot of blood... and I heard... I heard her crying."

"Her?"

"The baby was a girl. They were keeping updates on her growth progress. I honestly didn't think they gave a damn if she lived or died but after I stopped to think about it of course they would want to keep her alive. She is a hybrid of us. The two people they keep desperately trying to use to make their weapons stronger."

"Do you know if she is still alive?"

"No, and any time I tried to ask about her they just ignored me like I was never pregnant in the first place. I keep thinking maybe something went wrong and they had to cut her out of me to save her but she was still so small I'm not sure if she could make it."

"Just one more reason to take the fight to them. If they have her hooked up to some kind of medical experiment... No, I don't even want to think of it. Maybe she did have some kind of complication. With all the drugs they were giving us I would think it would be impossible for a fetus to survive all that."

"You might be right. But we won't know until we go in there and find out for ourselves."

"You're right. But for now we need to rest up. We can't fight if we can barely walk. He places his hand on her cheek. "Oh Sherry. I'm so sorry I wasn't there. I wish I could have been there to help you though all that. All that time it must have been eating you up inside to tell me about her."

She nods her head again then looks down. "I was really excited after I found out. I never imagined having children before but once I knew I had one growing inside me, I felt really happy. It was the happiest I had been since our night together. I would plead with them every day, that they would send a message to you, letting you know, but they just kept lying to me saying they would when the time was right." She finally looks back up at him. "Hold me, Jake."

Jake becomes over whelmed with the feeling of wanting to comfort her. He stands then crawls over her, forcing her to lie with her back against the bed. He kisses her deeply. That taste, he knew he would never get enough of it. Not for as long as he lived. She moves her hands up under his shirt feeling his strong pecks. He swiftly pushes up her nightdress and pulls down her panties. She wraps her hands around his neck pulling his face down to her cleavage. He then quickly unbuckles his pants and after only pulling them down slightly he enters her completely.

This time Jake doesn't take it slow. His lust for her being too great to hold back, he slams into her over and over with intense stamina. After only a few moments their climaxes reach their peak and Sherry bites her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud. Jake steals a kiss from her lips as she is still coming down from the endorphins then rolls over to zip up his pants. Never again was he going to be caught with this pants down. After doing so, before Sherry has even caught her breath, he pulls her onto his chest and holds her head against him.

"I love you, Jake," she whispers.

For reasons unknown even to himself, hearing her say those words shock him. Knowing he now has someone to live for, perhaps even to die for, fills him with determination. "I'll make this all up to you, Sherry. Even if it takes the rest of my life. I promise."

"I know you will." She sighs happily while rubbing her fingers over his abdomen. Before either of them know it, they are fast asleep.