Rae: I own my own laptop now! WAHOO! THe new keys work so well, I make more mistakes because I type so fast. Now I won't be kicked off the computer again! I can update faster now!

Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or the character. They belong to Capcom. I only own Amalia and Zion.

Chapter 9: Clocks, Zombies and Kidnappings, Oh my!

Leon glanced down at the bottle of pills in his hand. Amalia had handed them over to him, saying how Luis had given them to her.

That comment had been followed by a 'I'm going to tear his treasure's off' comment. Something told Leon that Amalia didn't know what that actually meant, and she was just repeating something she had heard from somewhere.

It was because of that, that Leon still didn't know how to tell her. How to tell Amalia that Luis...was dead. How to tell her that, Leon already had a bottle of the medicine, because Luis had given them to him right before he died.

He honestly didn't know how Amalia would react to that. She hadn't known the spaniard long, but the way Amalia acted kind of reminded Leon of a baby chick.

The little birds had a tendency to connect with the first people they see and get close to. Both the chicks and Amalia had that innocent feel.

Yet both could easily become a pain when they wondered around so much.

Another mystery surrounding Amalia was her wound. Since she didn't know when she got it, he could only assume that she received it when she fell off flying menace.

But that didn't explain the fact on how she couldn't feel the injury. He had seen her poke it after he had just bound it. The girl hadn't so much as flinched.

Was this a side effect from whatever happended to her at Umbrella? But she had felt pain earlier, when she had been thrown into a tree back in the lake. Was something else causing her body to act like this. Maybe the Las Plagas?

Now that Leon thought about it, Amalia hadn't been showing any symptoms like Ashley and he had. Sure they had been separated for several hours, but they had supposedly been injected with the virus at the same time. So Amalia should have been showing symptoms well before she and Leon had 'parted ways' so to say.

Were the experiments done to Amalia responsible for this? Had mulitple exposures to both the T and G-virus given Amalia a strange immune system to the Plagas virus? If so, than her body must be showing the signs of fighting the virus by shutting down her systems bit by bit. Or at least her senses. She was already starting to lose her sense of feeling, so what now. Would she completely lose it, or was it only for wounds and sickness?

Leon would have to keep an eye on the young woman now. Not only for her protection, but to make sure the strange phenomenon didn't get any worse.

"So, who's climbing up there?" Amalia asked, snapping Leon out of his thoughts.

All three adults looked upward at the inner workings of the clock tower/bridge. Easily seen were three pieces of plywood blocking the workings. Obviously someone was going to have to climb up the walkways and get rid of the planks.

Amalia voiced out the obvious question. "So, who's climbing up there?"

Both she and Ashley looked at eachother for a moment, then at Leon. The twenty-six year old government agent didn't notice the stares he was getting from behind.

He didn't notice anything till two pairs of hands shoved him forward onto the walkway.

"What the?" He turned around to face both girls, who had the gall to try and look innocent, happily waving at him as they stepped back.

Realizing that he had been 'nominated', Leon started climbing to the top.

It took a while, but Leon eventually managed to shoot down two of the three planks. The third one was being stubborn and Leon couldn't get a good shot at it.

Amalia noticed Leon's predicament. He may not have a good angle, but she did. She was practically underneath the stubborn plank.

"Hey, Leon! I can shoot it down from here. Don't worry!" She called out.

"For some reason, that makes me worry all the more." Leon muttered. The sickening feeling increased when he heard Amalia ask Ashley, "How do you get this thing to fire?"

"You know what, Amalia. I think I got it up here. Don't-" Leon never had a chance to finish as Amalia aimed the gun upward...

...In Leon's direction.

"No problem. I have a clear view from here!"

And she fired one shot.

Okay. Three things happened thanks to Amalia's shot. Two were good. One was not so good.

Good happening number 1: She hit the plank and broke it.

Good happening number 2: Thanks to the plank being hit, the bridge started moving.

Bad happening:......The shot didn't stop at the plank and continued onward....right into Leon's left leg.

"SON OF A-" Leon didn't finish that sentence, more so because he didn't want to explain to Amalia just what the saying meant, than because of the pain.

Luckily the bullet had been a through and through, so Leon didn't have to worry about removing the bullet, but that didn't make the pain hurt any less.

"Oops. Sorry, Leon! I guess I still need to practice some more on my aim."

If Leon had any say in the matter, Amalia would never be allowed in the same room with an ownerless gun, armed or not.

"Well, at least the bridge moved. Now we can-AUGH!"

The screams from both Amalia and Ashley had Leon look over the edge. Both girls were struggling against robed men infected with Las Plagas. And with them was an ever annoying yet familiar little man.

"Why hello, Mr. Kennedy. So nice of you to stop by and deliver the president's daughter to us. And you even went to the trouble of reclaiming our lost little lamb as well." Salazar cackled at his private little joke in regards to calling Amalia a lamb.

Said woman didn't seem to find it funny at all. "Why you little...tell your goon to let me go so you can say that to my face, you little shorty!"

Apparantly Salazar didn't like the reference to his size, as he waved a hand towards Amalia. "Why don't you take a little nap. Your rambling is upsetting my ears."

One of the robed men slammed his staff into Amalia's stomache. She may not have felt the pain, but that didn't mean it couldn't knock her out. Ashley started to struggle even more at the sight of her new friend being knocked out.

"Leon! Help!" He had to save them. Leon would save them both, she just knew it.

Unfortunately for Leon, he had not only to deal with a leg injury, but the goons that Salazar sent up the walkway before taking both girls out the entrance Leon and the others had just opened. Talk about doing your enemy a favor.

Leon finished wrapping the gauze around his leg and made sure his handgun and the shotgun were loaded. "Just hang on you two. I'm coming"

And he jumped onto the next platform, shooting a infectee in the head.

TBC___

Rae: YaH! a more than 1000 word chapter again! Now that I'm feeling 'somewhat' better and have a new laptop, I can do anything!...except make Leon, Amalia, and Ashley's life easier. Honestly, show of hands who knew Leon would get shot at least once if Amalia ever fired a gun. *raises hand* I figured she needed to shoot something at least once, though I will be giving her another chance to shoot something.

Okay, I just have one question. Who should fire the rocket launcher at Sadler at the end of the book? Leon. Amalia. Ashley. Amalia and Ashley. Ada. If there's another combo you want, let me know. I'll post this question on every chapter till the last. The end result will be what happens. It won't change the story, but depending on who you choose, it could be funny. If there's something you want Amalia to ask Leon (or Ashley I guess, though it wouldn't be as funny) just let me know.