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Lila entered the gun room, her sniper rifle in hand, looking at the many guns that that were on display all over the fairly large room. She had never seen so many different kinds in her life, and her grandfather had quite an impressive collection too. The room contained various types of guns from handguns to even grenade launchers from different makers and different manufacturing years.

She was a impressed and a little terrified at what they could have done with all the weapons they had, what they could have caused. Spotting the sniper rifles in one corner of the room, she immediately made her way to it. She stared in awe at the many types of sniper rifles they had and how much ammo they had for each type.

"You have a thing for sniper rifles, huh?" Lila heard a deep male voice say from behind her.

She quickly turned around and saw Chris polishing his handgun in one corner of the room. Lila raised her eyebrows and smirked. "What makes you say that?"

"The fact that you instantly went over to that section."

Lila nodded. "Spent my whole life around them. My Grandfather had a collection of pistols, rifles and sniper rifles in his cabin in Colorado," Lila explained and pulled out one of the sniper rifles from the rack and showed him the gun. "This is a Blaser R93. German made, bolt action, fitted with an Elcan DigitalHunter scope. This thing is a beauty," she said, admiring it and even looking through the scope. "But not as good as my baby," she laughed and put the sniper rifle back in its rack.

"What's so special about it?"

Lila just shrugs and places her sniper rifle on the table in front of Chris, who took it and examined it. "Nothing, it's just a plain Barrett, but I won so many competitions with it. It's like an extension of me."

Chris looked at her impressed. "Wow, you should have joined the army."

"What? And end up stuck in prison like you did?" she teased, a smile on her face. She sat across from Chris, on the opposite side of the table.

Leaning over, a smirk on his face Chris spoke, "If I remember clearly you were stuck in prison too."

Lila leaned forward as well, so close she could feel his breath. "Not like you," she teased back and leaned back on her chair, lifting up her legs, putting her feet up on the table. She started to clean her sniper rifle, and inspecting it.

"Where's Cheryl?" Chris wondered. "Isn't she usually attached to your hip?"

Putting down her sniper rifle, Lila looked at Chris and shrugged. "She found some kids her age. It's about time she started acting like a six year old. Besides, K-mart and a girl K-mart's age named Rebecca Chambers is watching her."

Chris opened his mouth to say something else, but Claire came barging into the room, hair a mess catching his attention.

Claire took a moment to examine the gun room her brother said he would be in, and was in for a surprise when she saw Lila with him. She had been seeing them together a lot it seemed, and she was surprised since Lila came off as distant.

"We got an emergency transmission from somewhere in Seattle," she informed the two.

Nodding, Lila got up and followed the siblings to the control room. There, Alice, Sheva, Leon, David and Barry were, gathered around the radio box. She noticed that they all wore serious expressions. "What's going on?" she asked when they walked into the room.

"We got an emergency transmission from somewhere in downtown Seattle," Alice answered.

"How many people?" Chris asked.

"Eleven," Alice replied again and pulled out a map, setting it on the table. "We need to get to them before the infected does. They're running out of ammo," she informed the group. "So we need to get as close as possible to Seattle, and then Leon, Chris, Lila and David will got with me on one of the planes."

"I'll tell the crew that we're sailing to Seattle," Sheva announced and left the control room to tell the crew, made of survivors that were former crewmen.

Alice nodded. "The rest of you guys stay on the ship and protect it in case Umbrella comes back. We'll get ready," Alice said and lead Lila, Chris, David and Leon to the gun room.


"I see it," David said through the communication as he circled around the building. "Shit, we got some of the infected on building, I can't land."

Lila smirked. "Not a problem. Just get me as close as you can to the building," she told him and unbuckled her seatbelt, leaving the co-pilot seat. She went to the back, where Alice, Chris and Leon sat discussing their plans. "We have some infected on the building," she told them and took out her Barrett. "David, open the hatch."

Soon the hatch opened, Lila walked as closely as she could to the edge of the plane and set up her sniper rifle. She counted seven of them on the rooftop, heading towards the hovering plane. The plane hovered low enough so Lila could safely shoot them, but high enough so that the infected couldn't get to them.

Shooting six of the seven infected dead, the plane suddenly jerked, making Lila slip and fall out of the plane and falling to the ground on her shoulder. She could faintly hear Chris and Alice yelling for her but she was too much in pain to fully hear them, until she heard a gunshot. Lila instantly shot up and saw that Chris was standing in between her and the infected that had been charging at her.

"Thanks," she thanked Chris, who stuck out his hand, helping her up. "Not thanks to you," she slightly glared at David, who landed the plane safely and was now gathered around Chris and Lila.

He looked at her sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry."

"Lila, David, I need you guys to stay back here, while we get the survivors," Alice ordered them. Lila was about to protest when Alice stopped her. "I need you to be my eyes here in case something happens below."

"Looks like you're stuck with me," David teased, wrapping his arms around the blonde.

Lila brushed his arm off of her shoulder and walked back to the plane to get her fallen sniper rifle, slinging it on her shoulder. "Make it quick, I just might kill him if you take any longer," Lila deadpanned, making David sweat.

"You don't mean that do you?" he asked. "Guys, does she mean that?" he asked the group, but they were already inside the building.

An hour had passed and Lila and David had yet to hear a word from Alice and the other two, making Lila and David worry.

"What if they died?" he panicked.

Rolling her eyes, Lila got out of the plane to stretch her sore limbs. "Relax, they aren't dead," she said and patrolled the building.

"Lila?" she heard Alice's voice from her earpiece.

"Alice! What's the status?"

"We got them. We're making it out now," Alice informed the blonde.

Lila nodded, about to say something else when she was knocked to the ground. She emitted a loud groan, her eyes widened when she saw five Umbrella soldiers on the building.

"Lila, what happened?"

"You need to get here quick, we have Umbrella soldiers on the rooftop," she said, getting up reaching for her gun.

She shot the guy who hit her, intentionally on the shoulder. The soldier fell to the ground and Lila was instantly on top of him, removing his helmet and knocking him out with the hilt of her gun. She pulled off the small machine. She took his expandable baton and made her way to the plane where David was surrounded by three soldiers.

Lila turned her head just in time to see a soldier about to strike her with his own baton. She blocked the hit with her own baton and kicked him in the stomach. She made a move for her gun, but dropped it when the soldier's baton hit her hand and his free hand punching her in the face.

"Get up," the soldier said menacingly, taking off his helmet.

Eyes widening, Lila was in shock when she saw that it was Luther and on his chest was the small machine that Umbrella used to control those other soldiers that invaded Arcadia. "Luther," she whispered, and got up just in time before his kick landed her face. "Luther! It's Lila," she yelled and ducked another on of his blows.

She swung the baton hitting him in the arm the same time his baton hit her in the stomach. He held on to her baton, slapping her in the face. Lila fell to the ground the second time, and this time; she could taste the blood in her mouth. "Luther come on! It's me, Lila." She wiped the blood from her mouth and got up, but her movements were slow.

Luther, hit her in the face again making Lila delirious. He watched as she struggled to get up, her body swaying ready to fall any moment. He was about to strike a fatal blow at the young woman, when a hand caught his raised arm. His eyes widened when he saw Chris, his gun raised, hitting him in the back of the neck with the hilt.

Chris pulled out the small machine from his chest and instantly went over to Lila's side.

"I swear, this is like the hundredth time you save me," she joked, coughing up blood. "God it tastes disgusting."

Chris put an arm around her waist and helped her up. "You love putting your life in danger don't you?"

Lila gave him a bloody smile. "You know it. I love being save by you," she joked back and winced when she got on the plane. She sat patiently, watching as Alice and Leon helped the survivors and the brain washed soldiers into the plane. She watched as Alice tenderly helped an unconscious Luther into the plane, before the plane lifted up. "At least we found him," she tried to comfort Alice, who had a helpless look on her face as she looked at Luther.

Alice nodded. "Yeah," she agreed.

Examining the survivors, they all looked dirty, tired and thin. Many of them were women and children with only four men in the group. The men were equipped with simple hand guns; there was no way they could have held out for long with those weapons. She smiled at the little boy who stared at her as he held on to his mother.

He little boy reminded her of Cheryl, and suddenly she started to worry about Cheryl. She hoped that Umbrella hadn't decided to attack Arcadia while they were away and that K-mart and Rebecca were taking good care of her. She was eager to go home.