Phillip and his family walked into the bunkers to find Peter and his girlfriend along with Tyler and his dad waiting for them.

"Alex isn't back yet?" Phillip asked.

"We thought you were her," Tyler sighed.

"She went after Vincent," came a voice.

"Mister Shepherd?" Peter responded.

"Just call me Alex. There's a passage way into the sanctuary on the third floor. Find her. Bring her back to me safe."

"We will," Tyler promised.

They all said goodbye to their loved ones and all regrouped.

"Do you really think Vincent is behind all this?" Peter asked.

"He might me," Tyler said. "I didn't get a clear enough shot last time. I could have missed and he just act dead to save his our ass from us."

"And he always did have a particular interest in Alex and Jag, when he was alive," Phillip pointed out. "I think its because this town brought them together in a way. Or maybe..."

"No. There's no way that could happen," Peter said. "Could it?"

"I don't know, but you never know."

"Am I missing something here?" Tyler cut in.

"Alex has a two year old son. We think he may be Jags, and was concived here in Silent Hill."

"That's not possible. Is it?"

"It would explain why Vincent is so keen on getting to Alex," Phillip explained. "Why he so interested in Jag."

"But he killed Jag, remember?" Peter said.

"But he was aiming for Alex. Jag jumped in the way to save her."

"He was trying to kill the child before it was even born," Tyler realized. "What are Going to do?"

"We need to get to Alex," Phillip said. "If Vincent hasn't done away with her already, theres still a chance we can save her."

Phillip put his hand in and the others followed. They all looked at each other.

"For Jag," Peter said. "May his sou rest in peace."

"And for Alex," Tyler added. "As to hoping its not to late."

They all broke off and headed for the third floor. Guards and creatures came at them from every angle.

"We're running low on amo, Viper! We're not going to make it!"

"Hold your tongue Bulldog! We'll make it!"

They ducked behind a wall.

"We're taking heavy fire!"

"Return fire!"

They pressed on as they managed to finish off the last their enemies. Making their way into the sanctuary, guns at the ready, they spotted Alex and Vincent.

"Hold your fire!" she commanded weakly. "Don't shoot."

She was beaten and bleeding really badly. Phillip knelt at her side, Peter and Tyler took aim at Vincent. He just stood there grinning.

"Don't shoot," she repeated.

"Why not?" Peter asked, not taking his eyes off of Vincent.

"Because, if you kill him... You kill Jag."

"But Jag is already dead," Tyler reminded.

Someone snatched Peter gun, hitting him in the face knocking him back and then knocking Tyler down, aiming the gun at all of them.

"I though he was dead!" Tyler gasped.

Vincent laughed, taking his place next to a possessed Jag. "You people are so easy to foolish!"

"He's under a spell," Alex explained. "The heart Vincent tore out was an enchanted one. Kill Vincent... Kill Jag."

Phillip whispered something in her ear, and she stood up.

"If you want her, you'll have to go through all of us. Kill us all if you must," Phillip said,

"But we wont go down without a fight," Peter added. "Do your worst."

Vincent laughed. "Very well!"

The team countered. Phillip, Tyler and Peter focused on Vincent and Alex took on pinned her against a wall. She kneed him multiple times in the abs, and then went to the deliver the finishing blow. Jag dropped to his hands and knees, she gave him a swift kick to the chest and he hit the ground. The others got Vincent on the ground and she stood next to them, picking her nine millimeter she had dropped. She pointed it in the middle of his eyes, he just laid there staring up at her. She looked over at where Jag was, he had started to get back up. He looked at her, pain in his eyes. Alex then pulled the trigger, filling Vincents head with led. Two, three, four, five, six times. Jags body fell back onto the floor.

"Just to make sure he stays dead this time." Alex pulled the trigger one more time, and the clip was empty after that.

No one said a word when she went back to Jag's body, and crying on his chest.

"I miss you," she sobbed. "I tried to save you. I never gave up." She smiled. "We should have been together. Forever. Like i promised." She kissed his forehead. "I love you." After that, she and the others left the sanctuary for the last time, blowing the lock so no one can ever go in or out ever again.

"So I hear you have a baby boy," Tyler smiled as they walked out of Silent Hill. "What's his name?"

Alex grinned. "Xander. Alexander Jagardo Shepherd."

"Has your dad been watching him?" Peter asked.

"No. Travis wanted to spend time with his grandson, so he stayed over there during my two year deployment."

As they passed the town boarder, Travis waited with a little boy in his arms.

"Who's that?" Travis asked.

"Mommy!" the little boy exclaimed, running up to her as Travis put him down.

"Your dad called," he explained. "Said you four would need a ride back."

"Shotgun!" Peter laughed.

Jag's eyes slowly opened. His head throbbed and he coughed from the smoke. He pushed himself up, clenching his side where Alex had kicked him. Looking around, he saw Vincents mutilated body next to him. He screamed and backed into a wall.

"Alex?" he called.

He felt something under his hand. Alex's personal dog tags and a picture of a little boy. He turned it over and on the back it read, 'Xander. Age

two. Our son.'

"I have a son?"

He pushed himself back up and limped his way to the door, giggling the handle. It wouldn't budge.

"Hello?"

He banged on the door.

"Can anyone hear me? Hello!"

He banged more, then noticed someone had blown the lock. He was trapped in the sanctuary beneath Silent Hill.