Hey, I'm back again! Special thanks to all you reviewers, and readers of course. Now, I was thinking that I'd do like in the movies where at the end of the movie it gives the credits and thanks and all that, that I'd do something like that, and I think I will. So for now on, if you have a question I will answer it, but all thank yous and all that will be at the end of the story. But only if you guys think that is a good idea and think that I should do it.

So, Miss Sarah Victoria Cullen, I am glad that I haven't let it go either. I was losing faith on it, but then I listened to this song called "The Reason" and it gave me a whole new idea of how to end it, so I just had to update. Also, you don't have to worry, you'll find out what happened to Liz in the near future, maybe in about a chapter or so. I'm not sure that you'll be happy with me about it, but I had to have a reason why Selena would run away to find her daddy. Hope that helps a little with your nerves.

And to Ashford, I think I'm having him placed as a bad dad and so rude because I never really saw The Albert Wesker as the father type. He is a smart man, but I don't think that he would necessarily know how to be a dad.

Okay, so that's it for questions and please let me know what you think about the credits thing!

Chapter 4

Selena POV

I run as fast as my little legs can carry me to the end of the street. When the men in the big black suits and helmets carrying guns aren't looking I sprint under the wooden gate thing meant to stop cars going in and out and continue down the street. When Miss Ada had taken me here, I'd paid close attention to make sure that I never got lost and I remembered that the town was about a mile away. I know that my little legs will tire quickly, but mommy and I used to go to the gym together with Miss Alice and Mister Leon all the time and do laps and punch a big punching bag. When I couldn't do the big laps around the gym like they could, Mister Leon told me to run a little and then slow down to a jog, and then to walk a minute, and then start all over again. I just had to remember to not stop moving no matter what. Afterwords, they would give me a bottle of water and tell me to take a bath.

They were great. I just wish me and daddy...I mean...Wesker could have that kind of friendly relationship. I wish he wouldn't treat me like I am nobody to him. I know deep down, deep deep down he loves me, but he doesn't know how to be a daddy. He hasn't even tried! So now I'm going to have to go home. I'll use a telephone to call Miss Alice, or Miss Claire to come pick me up.

I think I'm a little scared to see how Mister Leon, Mister Chris, and Mister Carlos will react to seeing me after I ran away. No doubt they will be mad and I will get grounded. Miss Claire is sweet and won't yell at me, she'll understand, and Miss Alice will be just happy that I am back and unharmed, and she'll only yell at me a little and send me to my room. I'm not scared of them. But my 'uncles'? Them I am scared of. They will have been very worried, and from what I'd gathered, men don't like being worried over anything.

I slow down to a walk and pant as I see a bench and a bus stop near by. Maybe I should just take the bus? But I have no money. Sighing, I sit down on the bench and swing my feat. It's just to long. I'd never ran more than a half mile before, and this is my limit. I unzip my back pack and pull out my blonde Malibu Barbie doll in blue shorts and a pink t-shirt, and begin stroking her hair.

After about five minutes someone sits down on the bench beside me.

"Hey, little girl, what are you doing out here all by yourself?" I look up to see a man with thinning brown hair and bright blue eyes. He has wrinkles around his eyes and on his forehead, but only appears to be in his late forties.

"Waiting for my daddy to come pick me up," I half lie. A part of me wants him to come pick me up.

"Oh, well you be careful around here, okay?"

"Okay."

"That's a pretty doll you have there, what's her name?"

"Meghan. Would you like to play with me? You can play with Sally."

"Sure!" He agrees as I pull out a brown haired barbie with pink sun glasses and a yellow sun dress on. We sit there pretending that our dolls are best friends and are going to go to the mall together when I look up at the man.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Chester, what's yours?"

"Selena, it's nice to meet you Mister Chester."

"Nice to meet you Miss Selena," he replies with a smile on his face. The man looks really lonely, I notice.

"Mister Chester, are you married? Do you have kids?"

"No," he says sadly. "Never been married, never had no kids. I once wanted too, but now I'm just not cut out for it. You see I joined the Air Force, and ever since then my life's been dedicated to it. Oh, look, here comes the bus."

The big blue bus drives up and Mister Chester stands up. I stand up to as the door opens.

"Mister Chester?"

"Yes?" He asks as he turns back toward me.

"May I get on with you? I have no money."

"I thought you were waiting on your daddy?"

"I lied,'' I admit sheepishly.

"Oh, well I guess so, come on then."

I get onto the bus and Mister Chester pays two dollars and goes and sits down. I sit down in an empty seat and the bus driver shuts the door. He's about to take off when there is a banging on the door. Flustered, the older bus driver opens the the door and lets the late man in.

"What is the blazes~!" The old man begins to scold, but the new passenger growls and shoves a 100 dollar bill into the mans hand.

"Shut up, old man before I use you as a test experiment," the guy says and I see Wesker round into the body of the bus and spot me immediately. I shrink back as he stalks forward, his glaring eyes hidden behind his dark sunglasses. His hair tazzled from what I assume was the run here. He sits down beside me and exhales.

"Selena," He begins as the bus driver starts driving the bus. "You have been very foolish." I do not bother to correct his statement and tell him it is the other way around. I simply let him speak. "I know not how this...parenting thing works, and you must forgive me. I have given it some thought, and I have decided that I will try to complete the task of...caring for you."

I look up at him in shock. Was he telling the truth? Hope and excitement bubble up in my tummy.

"Simply tell me where I must start."

"Well," I start with a mischievous smirk. I will work this to my advantage. I am a little girl after all. "You start by taking me out for some chocolate ice cream. And then we'll talk," I state finally, with authority, or what I hoped was authority in my voice.

"Ice...cream?" He asks, as if it is something he'd never heard of before.

"Yes, ice cream. I want some ice cream."

"Fine," he sighs. "Just don't run away again."

"You got a deal."

Wesker smirks at me and then faces forward,awaiting the stop of the bus so that we can get me some ice cream.