Disclaimer : The tyrants (not T-002 lol) at Capcomstill own the rights to Resident Evil...sorry guys I tried :)...once again, all dialogue in the dream sequence also belongs to Capcom

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Oh God, what if she doesn't wake up? Please...you have to try. I know you're stronger than this.

Suddenly, the young woman began to stir. The rookie cop let out a heavy sigh as he gazed down upon the injured woman.

"Welcome back." he said, smoothing her raven hair from her face. She looked at him confused, but grateful, and tried to sit up. Her attempt proved futile, and she only groaned in pain.

"Hey, take it easy. We're inside Umbrella's secret lab." he informed. She nodded in understanding, and the young cop allowed a soft smile to form on his face, trying to comfort the woman in red.

"I'll go find something to treat that wound. So, just rest here in the meantime." the man was about to turn and leave when the beautiful Eurasian woman grabbed his hand, sending jolts of electricity rocketing down his spine.

"But, I'll only slow you down with these injuries...go, and save yourself." she pleaded in sorrow. The look on her face was almost painful enough make the man break down. However, he knew that he had to be strong, for her sake.

"I told you, it's my job to look out for you." he replied in a firm, yet gentle tone. There was no way that he would abandon the young woman.

"But...you'll only be in danger if you stay with me." her eyes begged with his. The cop could tell that her eyes were beginning to water, and she was internally fighting with herself.

"I know I've only known you for a short period of time...but I really enjoy being with you." she declared, her jade eyes locked on to his.

"I'm..." he couldn't find the right words to respond to what he had just heard. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? Could she actually have feelings for him? Possibly the same feelings that he had for her?

"I know...I'm not capable of caring about anyone, but...I don't want to lose you." she admitted clutching his hand tighter as she did so. He looked down, and placed his free hand on hers. Her eyes locked with his, and neither spoke for a moment. It was the young cop who broke the silence.

"We're leaving this place together." he said, a determined tone in his voice. He reached up, and once again brushed her hair from her face. She closed her eyes at his soft touch for a minute, and then slowly reopened them to meet his eyes again. He took his hand from hers and walked towards the door. When he reached the knob, he turned and met her gaze one last time.

"Wait here, I'll be right back." he announced, and then exited the room.

"Yo, Lee wake up man. We're landing." Kevin announced to the younger agent, who jolted awake. He looked confused for a minute, as if he didn't know where he was, but soon calmed down.

"Aww man. How long was I out?" Leon asked to the dark-haired man who sat to his left. He simply shrugged in response.

"The whole damn flight bro! I had to watch "Steel Magnolias" four times, so thanks for leaving me hanging!" Kevin exclaimed with a laugh. Leon returned the laugh, and realized that his headache was finally gone, much to his relief. The plane landed, and people began to exit, eager to stretch their legs. While they were walking Kevin began to converse with the younger agent.

"So how you doin' man? You alright?" Kevin asked, eyeing Leon, who wasn't really sure what to make of the question.

"I'm feelin' like I should have kept my feet on the ground, but yeah, I'm alright." Leon joked. He knew that his friend was aware of his fear of heights, but Kevin shook his head.

"Naw man. I mean while you were asleep, you kept mumbling stuff. I couldn't really make it out too much but I think it started with an "A" or something. Aid maybe? No, that's not right...Ada? Yeah, I think that was it!" Kevin declared in triumph, and waited for the younger man to answer. Leon kept walking, with his eyes glued to the floor. He wasn't aware that he talked in his sleep, and was a little embarrassed that his friend had heard him.

"So, is that like a person or something?" Kevin inquired innocently, trying hard not to accidentally stumble onto a subject that his friend might want to avoid.

"No...it's nothing. Don't worry about it, Kev." Leon answered evasively. Kevin sighed, knowing that this "Ada" person must have meant a lot to his friend. The two agents quickly made there way toward the entrance of the airport. Neither one had packed any luggage, so going to baggage claim was unnecessary. Near the entrance, they spotted a man wearing a boring black suit, complete with a black tie. This man obviously worked for their government, so they approached him.

"Agents Ryman and Kennedy?" the man asked very seriously. Leon and Kevin looked at each other. This guy took his job way too seriously. Of course, if there was ever a job in which that was probably a good thing, their line of work was it. Kevin smiled a toothy grin.

"You know it. "Ow's jolly ol' England, mate?" Kevin asked, using his best British impersonation. Leon couldn't help but smile at his goofy friend. He swore that Kevin acted younger than him sometimes, but Ryman was Ryman. The man was not amused.

"I'm Agent Robert Hudson; you may address me as Agent Hudson, or just Hudson if you'd prefer." he replied strictly. Kevin stole a glance from Leon, and smirked.

Oh boy, he's gonna get us in trouble.

"How about if I just call ya H?" Kevin asked playfully. Hudson stared daggers at him, but Ryman was oblivious to his distaste.

"I'd very much prefer something a little more professional." he replied sternly. Kevin just smiled at his retort.

"All work and no play makes Robby a dull boy." Ryman replied devilishly. Leon could see that "Robby" was getting pissed, so he interrupted.

"Could you just take us to the safe house so we can get geared up?" he asked, hoping to dissipate the tiff.

"Yes. You and Agent Jokes-A-Lot will find that we have all of the necessary equipment that you will need on your mission." Hudson replied, eyeing Kevin, who glared back. It was clear that it would be a long day for Leon. The two government agents made their way through the parking lot, following Agent Hudson. He stopped at a black sedan, and entered the driver's seat.

"That's original." Kevin muttered, causing Leon to snicker in spite of himself. He honestly hated encouraging his friend, but Kevin was one funny guy. The remaining agents shuffled into the back of the vehicle, and they began their journey. The three remained quiet for most of the journey through the unknown city, until Leon broke the silence.

"So, you and Cindy are getting pretty serious huh?" Leon directed the question to Kevin. Ryman looked deep in thought for a moment, as if there was something important on his mind. He locked eyes with Leon and nodded.

"Yeah...really serious. I'm uh...thinking of asking her to marry me. After I get back I mean." Kevin added, slightly wincing as if he was expecting Leon's reaction to be harsh. Leon's eyes widened, and he cracked a wide smile.

"Really?! Wow, congrats man! I had no idea you were in love." Leon exclaimed, sincerely happy for his friend. Kevin looked shocked but quickly smiled wider than Leon had ever seen.

"Thank God man! I thought you were going to think I was an idiot or something!" Kevin replied, a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. There was a slight chuckle from the front seat.

"If it's any consolation, I think you're an idiot." Hudson smirked. Kevin's face slightly grew red at the remark.

"Are you sure your name's not Richard? 'Cause you're kind of a dick." Ryman retorted, causing Leon's eyebrows to shoot up in surprise. Kevin glanced at Leon and grinned. Hudson just cleared his throat, and continued driving. Leon decided to continue their conversation.

"Why would you care what I think Kev? It's your life man. And, if you think that Cindy is the one, than I say go for it." Leon declared in support. Kevin once again looked nervous, causing Leon concern.

"Of course I care what you think Lee, you're like a brother to me...which is why I was wondering. Would you possibly...maybe, consider being my best man?" Kevin's eyes flickered in anxiety. Leon grinned and nodded, without thinking.

"You know I will Kev. You didn't even have to ask." Leon replied, causing Kevin to breathe a huge sigh of relief.

"Thanks man. You're always there for me, Lee." Kevin said earnestly. Once again Hudson cleared his throat.

"You two can plan the wedding later because we're here." the agent said flatly as they pulled to a stop in front of a building. The building looked old, but Leon knew better than judge it by it's outward appearance. When they entered, Leon's suspicion's were confirmed. It was filled with all sorts of state of the art monitoring equipment and computer technology.

"Pretty impressive." Kevin remarked nonchalantly, as he looked around the room.

"Okay, you're not big on technology. Follow me to the armory then cowboy." Hudson retorted, and led the way. Kevin looked at Leon and shrugged, following the uptight agent. Leon tagged along, until they reached a large room. Agent Hudson flipped the light switch, and in rows of two, florescent lights slowly lit the room, illuminating the contents. From the floor to the ceiling, there were various guns lined up to the left and right. Leon and Kevin stood there, like two kids in a candy store.

"Damn, I didn't know you rolled like this!" Kevin exclaimed, picking up a Red-9. He examined the weapon carefully, and a smug grin formed on his face.

"Now this is what I'm talking about. I'm going old school today Lee!" Kevin declared, holding his prize into the air, for all to see. Leon started to smile, but spotted his hand gun of choice resting weightlessly on a stand. He picked it up and examined it. It was a Springfield Armory XD-9 compact. Most people, however, knew it by it's nickname.

"A Blacktail." Leon mused over the sleekness of the weapon. Next to it lay a Punisher, which Leon also picked up. He knew for a fact that the Punisher had it's advantages as well. While he was looking over the weapons, he heard the familiar sound of a shotgun being pumped. Turning around, he saw Kevin standing with a Riot Gun firmly in his hands. He had holstered the Red-9, and was now attaching a strap to the shotgun. Kevin suddenly looked up and noticed Leon staring at him.

"Yo, you want one Lee? There's plenty more." Kevin informed, pointing to a row of many different shotguns. Leon shook his head.

"No, I like to travel light." Leon replied, picking up a Killer-7. Kevin laughed, puzzling Leon.

"I thought you liked to travel light man. You're gonna tote that cannon?" Kevin asked, grinning. Leon laughed and nodded, grabbing many boxes of handgun ammo. He began loading various clips, which he stuck in his tactical vest's pouches. He then holstered his weapons and signaled that he was ready, making sure to grab a box of magnum ammo. Kevin was just finishing tucking a box of shotgun shells into his vest pocket, when Leon patted his shoulder.

"You ready Kev?" he asked when Kevin turned around.

"You know it." Ryman replied, looping the shotgun strap around his shoulder. Hudson cleared his throat, and the two agents turned to where he was standing. He motioned for the two to follow him, then left the room. Kevin turned back to Leon.

"I swear, that guy has the personality of a potato." he muttered slinking after Agent Hudson. Leon smiled to himself, and followed his friend from the room. Walking down a series of repetitive hallways, they soon found themselves in a garage. Hudson walked over to a black Hummer and motioned for the two agents to get in. Once again exchanging glances, Kevin and Leon obliged, piling into the back seat of the spacious SUV. It again remained silent, until Kevin spoke.

"Man, I already miss Cindy." he thought out loud. Leon was marginally startled by the impromptu statement, but quickly regained composure.

"Yeah, I know the feeling. I wish I was home right now, even though I almost burned down the place this morning." Leon answered, remembering his morning from Hell.

"You forgot that you were cooking breakfast again didn't you? How can you be so smart during a mission, but have the attention span of a squirrel when you're home?" Kevin asked with a laugh, which Leon returned.

"I have no idea...hey Kev, can I ask you a question?" Leon queried, gaining Kevin's interest.

"You just did, but go ahead anyway." Kevin replied with a grin, which made Leon sigh and roll his eyes. Every time he inquired if he could ask a question, Kevin would always reply the same.

"Did you really watch "Steel Magnolias" four times?" Leon asked slyly. Kevin laughed at the question, as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

"It felt like it! Honestly though, I doubt it. I did get a couple of hours of sleep." Ryman replied.

"Good, you don't need to be tired on a mission like this." Leon declared. Kevin lightly punched him in the arm as a response.

"I'm good man. You don't need to worry." Kevin smirked in his cocky manner, as they pulled up to a large factory. Both men tensed at the sight of the building.

"This it?" Leon asked, looking at Hudson. He nodded in reply, and looked into the rear view mirror to lock eyes with the two agents.

"There is a bag of explosives in the back. We've evacuated everyone within a three block radius as a precaution. We need you to set the C-4 in several key locations to make the building implode. Once you make it out and get far enough away, press the detonator, and your job will be done. We'll get a clean-up crew to sterilize this area, so you don't have to worry about that." Hudson finished. He made it sound so simple. Of course, he wasn't going to be the one putting his life on the line.

"I'm leaving the demolitions to you Kev. That's not my area of expertise." Leon said looking at his partner, who nodded in agreement.

"That's what I'm here for Lee. Anyway, it sounds like a thirty minute job to me." Kevin replied. Leon narrowed his gaze to the ground, thinking of Murphy's law.

Anything that can go wrong, will.

"Let's hope so." Leon commented, as Kevin pulled the explosives from the vehicle.

"No worries mate. 'At's wha' ya got me for." Kevin grinned, pleased with his mock British accent. Leon shook his head and smiled. Even seconds before a deadly mission, his friend could still make him laugh.

"You keep that up and you're gonna get our asses kicked." Leon lectured, as the two made their way to the entrance. When they reached the door, it was all business.

"Ready Lee?" Kevin asked apprehensively. Leon nodded, and Kevin slung the door open.

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Oh man, talk about a chapter full of dialogue! Also longer than I expected, but again, my head is swimming. I'm going to now officially predict that my next chapter will be longer than I expect. I would also like to point out that I contradicted myself in chapter 1. It said that Leon had to be at work at 6:00, but in chapter 3 it said 7:30. For the sake of the story let's pretend that Leon was drunker than he thought in the bar and forgot lol. Also, I know I said that there would be action in this chapter...but I lied. Please forgive me!! There will definitely be action in the next chapter, so don't fret.

To all who reviewed, you're great and you continue to inspire me...so continue to review por favor!