Author's Note: For those of you who have dogs, can you leave them outside in 45 - 50 degree weather?

Jill, after a long argument with Chris returned to the lower prison cells where Wesker sat. "Jill_" "Listen." She cut in. "I have no idea what you've done to Chris. You've changed him." Her fists were clenched.

"Jill?" Albert asked. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Shut up! I fell for your scheme earlier just like Claire, but actually getting Chris to feel pity for you is just low. I'm sorry Albert, but no matter how many times I tried to imagine you as someone good, you are still Albert Wesker."

And for a while, there was a stare down between the two. "I'm sorry..." Albert said.
"Sorry won't bring back all the lives you've taken." Jill turned around. "The sooner you are gone, the better. And you stay away from Chris."

"I don't understand." He replied. "I thought you were my friend."
"I tried to be your friend, but I'm betraying myself and I'm betraying Chris!" Jill sighed. "He told me that he felt sorry for you, just like I did and then...all the pieces came together. You are a terrible person Albert, and I feel sorry for you."

With that, Jill Valentine, left Albert alone, feeling more worthless than he did before.
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The next day, When finally, the helicopter had landed on top of the Main B.S.A.A building, Sheva Alamor was the first to step out. She didn't wait for anybody as she entered the building, feeling a dark pit in her stomach. She believed that it was something she'd sealed up years ago, but apparently not.
Chris had told her that Albert Wesker was still alive. That couldn't be possible, because she killed him along with Chris! They saw him die but yet...they hadn't finished the job.

"Sheva." Chris greeted as she entered his large office. Behind him, as usual stood Jill Valentine. Sheva felt her fist clenched in anger.
"Chris." She replied. "Where is he?"
"Follow us." Jill softly commanded, swiftly brushing past Albert.
The two led Sheva into the lower area where there were holding cells. They were all empty, except for one. The large secure glass window was covered with pages, Sheva stared in confusion. " What is this?"
"His cell." Jill coldly said. Located on the wall next to the page covered window was a key pad. Jill quickly punched in a code and the glass began to open.
Mentally holding her breath, Sheva braced herself. When the glass opened, Sheva stepped into the cell and stood behind a man who just sat there.
"Do you want to stay here alone?" Jill asked.
"Alone." Sheva snapped, not wanting anything to do with Jill Valentine.
Redfield and Valentine left the cell, leaving Sheva feeling a bit fearful. She stared at Albert without saying a word. It was Albert who turned around and stared at her.
"Hello." Albert breathed. "Who are you?"

Sheva stood there, confused. "You don't remember_" "Here we go again. No," He snapped. "I don't remember."
Sheva was shocked by how angry he sounded and stepped back a bit. "Sorry." She said. "I didn't mean any harm."
"I hardly believe that. Aren't you all the same? I don't trust anybody, except Claire." He glared at her. "So what are you here for?"

"You're alive."
"Can you not state the obvious?"
"You don't remember anything?"
"No." He replied. "Are you here to interrogate me? You remind me of Jill."

That was enough for Sheva to take a step forward, and slap him as hard as she could. The noise was so loud that it hurt her ears, but she didn't care . Her hand was shaking when she brought it back to her side, but she ignored the pain. "Take it back." She commanded as Albert rubbed his cheek.
"No." He replied.
"I'm not like Jill!" Sheva wanted to make that clear.
"Well, for one...you hate me probably as much as she does."

Sheva sat down in front of Albert, and the two just stared at each other. She looked into his eyes, vaguely remembering her own past. The way her father and mother, before they were killed in that unlawful genocide, would say "Forgive those who deserve it, and not those who want it.".
She remembered the day that her parents were taken and killed right before her, she remembered the day that she was raped in her own home and left for dead... Still...she forgave those men who took her parents, she forgave those men who hurt her. So why was Albert Wesker, any different?

"I don't hate you." She said. "Because you deserve to be forgiven." She crawled over to him and grabbed his hand. "I hate those who stand by and do nothing," She sighed. "Who do nothing but watch when the world is falling into chaos."

"That was all personal, wasn't it?" Albert said.
"It was." Sheva replied. " But it was relevant."
"I suppose so."
"Listen." Sheva said. "I'm not like Jill. I'm your friend...and I promise it'll stay that way. Trust me, I never break my promises."
"I believe you."

In regards to Jill, I'll be honest...I really don't like her. She and Chris got on my nerves in RE 5, I mean after Sheva and Chris found Jill, Sheva was kind of forgotten. I mean, Chris would've rather stayed with Jill rather than saving the world. And the fact that he was all like "Jill!" I mean, you've gotta be honest...poor Sheva. In my opinion, Jill and Chris relationship ruined the game for me because he was sole set on finding her. I mean, I know that was the point but, he kind of disregarded poor Sheva. So anyway, that's my view on JillxChris.
As for Sheva, if you want to understand what she was talking about, you should read up on the Rwandan Holocaust, 1994. Hutu extremist killed Tutsi citizens for 100 days straight. If you know this genocide, or if you know about it...you can make the connection figuring out if Sheva was a hutu or tutsi.
Anyway, hope you liked this chapter. Please review! 3

Oh yeah! I don't own Resident Evil!