Chapter 14

After a day's worth at the BSAA It was time to head back home. Piers sat in the passenger's seat of Chris's car as they drove back home. Chris was pretty silent for the most part as he drove through the heavy traffic. And as much as Piers wanted to end the silence, he kind of didn't mine the quietness. Besides his mind was on other things, more specifically the fact that he was infected. It bothered Piers greatly in the fact that he could indeed turn into a monster and become a potential danger to those working at the BSAA, including Chris for that matter. As Piers dove deeper and deeper in the matter, his brain started to remember.

Piers found himself back in the metal cage he was in from his previous dream. He stared longingly at the food bowl Ada had served him. As much as he hated to admit it, he was pretty hungry. Piers couldn't even remember the last time he had eaten. He looked down at his belly as it let out a large growl, and then back up at the food. His tail twitched agitated by the situation. He really didn't want to eat the mad woman's food, but yet if he was going to survive he better corporate.
That is, till he found the opening of escape of course. With his mind made up Piers delved his muzzle into the bowl of kibble. Piers's back hair's stood on end as he gags on the food he had swallowed. The food tasted disgusting. He didn't know for sure, but if he had ever tasted crayon before, then he was pretty sure it would taste just like this nasty kibble food. Piers's nose wrinkled up as he let out a sniff of discuss as he stared back at the food bowl. How could he of trusted that woman on such levels? Then again his stomach was still empty and there wasn't like there was anything better to do in the cold cage. Piers eyed the pile of Crayon kibble that lay before him. Piers once more gave a sigh of defeat.

"Alright a few mouth full's and then I'm done." He tells himself as he leans in and fills his mouth with food. His ears go down and his face winces up as he chews. And in one big gulp he swallows the food down. Piers taste the food as he licks the crumbs off his lips with his tongue.

"You know that's actually not that bad once you get used to it." Next thing he knew he dove his face into the bowl and began to inhale the food right up. He wags his tail pleased as he finishes his meal. It didn't take long for the pup to finish his bowl. And this made very Piers sad, as he continued to snout the bowl out for any more stray crumbs. He had no idea how good it felt to eat till this very moment. Satisfied with his meal the pup trotted over to the corner of the cage and lied down for a nap.

Piers was deep in sleep till his ears picked up the sound of the room door opening. So he walked up to the front of his cage to see what was up. To Piers's full disappointment, two men came walking in wearing heavy layered suits and surgical masks. Piers didn't like their company one bit, but he watched closely as one of them opened a fridge in the corner of the room, while the other one got something from a drawer from the center cabinets across from the cages Piers was in. Once the guy got what he needed he passed it to the guy who was still examining the small bottles in the fridge. Piers laid low on his belly as he inched his way to the far back of his cage. While in the process he accidently bumped into the dog bowl, which made a loud noise as it bumps against the metal cage walls. As Piers's attention was on the bowl the man from the center of the room opened the cage and reached his hand in to grab the dog. Piers yelped in surprise as he was almost grabbed by the leg. Piers dashed his way to the side of the cage in hopes to throw the guy off. Sadly, the wall was not in Piers's favor one bit. Instead of a distraction, it provided a small trap allowing the man to grab Piers by the scruff of his neck and take him out of the cage. Piers kicked and yelped, as he was now air born, and being taken away from the protection of his cage. The man's grip was hurting Piers greatly and he most desperately wanted to be put down. His eyes rolled as he watches the man carry him over to the examination table that lied in the center of the room. In one more attempt he swung his head back as far as it could, and bit down on the man's hand. He chewed and bit down as hard as he could but sadly only got a mouth full of fuzz from the fabric protecting the man's hand.

"Ha ha, nice try little guy, but those baby teeth of yours aren't going to do much for you." The man says as he places Piers down on the cold metal table.

"Easy for you to say, you shit head!" Piers growls, as he kicks his hind feet into the man's forearm in attempts to bite the man's hand again.

"Aren't you a feisty one. You know I was going to go easy on you, but since your going to play these games, lets put an end to this." Piers's body stopped thrashing around as his hind legs and chest were restrained down on the table.

"Hey, will you hurry up with that virus, this ones a fighter." The man holding Piers down says as he continues to hold the dog still.

Piers watches as the guy in the corner of the room finishes filling up a syringe with a discussing yellow colored liquid. Piers bared his teeth as he notices that it was the same scientist that knocked him out back when he was still human, which only made him even more determined to bite. But there wasn't much time for Piers to plan an escape as he then felt the pain of the hypodermic needle being pushed between his shoulder blades. Piers winced as he could feel the burning liquid seep through his veins as it slowly started to spread through his body. Piers's wanted to cry out as he was beginning to become completely numb. He wanted the scientist's who were just staring down at him to do something to stop his pain. But to no surprise they just stood by and watched as the serum began to take its effect. After about 5 minutes of numbness Piers was starting to convince himself that he had just been permanently paralyzed. That is till his ear picked up the whisper of one of the scientist's.

"This is amazing, none of our previous test subjects have been able to go so long after an injection."

"Don't count your chickens before they are hatched." The other scientist replies as he begins to take notes on a clipboard. But Piers didn't care about some dumb chickens. What he knew was that he had just been given a dose of virus, meaning that this wasn't going to end well for him.

As seconds ticked by Piers's breathing began to quicken as he then started to panic. If he was infected, then it only was a matter of time before. Piers's body suddenly had then snapped as he began to shake uncontrollably.

"Oh shit, he's going into shock!"

"Hurry, try to hold him steady!"

To both the scientist's relief it had been 5 minutes of panic in the room till Piers's seizing had luckily stopped. But that didn't mean that he was free to go. Piers was so dazed from the sudden seizure that he could not quite fully catch the following conversation going on between the two scientist. But he makes out a few things such as.

"Good news, tell Dr. Birdmen, and simulation test, what ever those meant.

Piers's head strained as he continued to reimagine the events that accord next, that is till Chris slammed on the breaks of his car and brought it to a stop.

"All righty, we are here Piers." Chris happily says as he lets himself out of the car. And begins to grab his things in the back. While Piers hops his way out from the still open driver's door. He was about to head to the door of the house till he notices a huge difference in his surroundings.

"Hey Chris, I thought we were going back to your apartment?" Piers hesitantly asks as Chris grabs the keys from under a near by stone hidden behind a bush.

"Chris what's going on, were are we?" Piers once more asks now getting a bit irritated with Chris's silence. Chris grips the doorknob hard with his muscular hand as he places the key into the door. It would be good to confess to Piers about their problems but right now, all Chris wanted was some peace.

"Oh I didn't tell you? I saw a few cockroaches in the kitchen back home this morning and called in an exterminator to come in and check out the apartment while we were back at the BSAA HQ. And I got a call saying that it's going to take longer to clear out the place. So Jill offered us her place for the time being."

"Oh ok, that's cool." The two make there way inside the house.

Piers's nostrils filled with the welcoming sent of flowers and cinnamon. He closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath of freshness of sweet sweet scents.

"I had no idea Jill was such a flowery type person." Piers says as Chris places his stuff on the coffee table in the living room.

"She wasn't big on flowers till after her times in Africa. After we brought her back she longed for the scent of fresh nature. Don't blame her though, she was stuck indoors for so long in an underground libratory that she couldn't stand the smell of chemicals and dust any longer."

Piers could understand then why Jill was so fond of the nature like feeling. And to his own honesty he really liked the freshness of it all too.

"Ok, so how bought you and I make dinner for tonight?"

"Chris I'm a dog remember; I don't think I can be of much use."

"Nonsense I'm sure we'll find something for you to do." Chris walks into the kitchen and pulls out a pot. This were going smoothly till suddenly.

Crash !

"Oh, Dammit Piers not this again!"

Meanwhile in Kentucky, Leon and Helena had just pulled up to their hotel for the night. It had been a long drive for the two government agents, but to Leon it was kind of a nice change. He was so used to being escorted on missions that he had almost forgotten what it was like to drive the old fashion way. But he did have to admit, it was much quicker to take a private jet then a car. But with that argument aside he was just glad to finally get out and stretch his legs. Helena for that matter also benefited that as well. Once both their legs awoke the two make their way into the hotel and approach the receptionist desk.

A middle age woman was typing away at her computer till she was interrupted by a small cough, courtesy of Helena.

"Hi welcome to the Woodplain Hotel, how can I help you?"

We would like to stay for at least two nights please." Leon says as he tries to get to the point fast so that they could rest sooner.

"Alright, and are you two in need of a single room or separate?" With a quick awkward glance at one another Leon and Helena both said separate at the same time.

"Alright and what's the name for you maim?"

"Helena Harper, single room and two nights please."

"All right miss Harper, your room number will be 150." The receptionist says as she hands Helena the key card.

"And you sir, what's the name?"

"Leon S. Kennedy, single room, and as well two nights."

Leon Kennedy, the receptionist says as she begins to type on her computer. Actually by the looks of it, you already have a room reservation."

"Room reservation but I didn't order a."

"Its says here that a miss Ada Wong had saved a room for you.

"Ada, you mean to tell me an Ada Wong is staying here at this hotel?"

"I'm sorry sir but by the looks of it. There is no Ada Wong staying here at the hotel."

Now Leon was getting anxious as he stares down at his shoes. Was this real or some crazy scheme of Ada to get him to do some kind of dirty work for her.

"Sir is everything alright?" the receptionist asks concerned. But Leon shrugged his thoughts aside for the time being.

"Yes, everything is alright, I'm just surprised is all. I'll take the room reservation."

"Alright then your room will be in 147."

"147, that's pretty close to my room." Helena notes to Leon as it seemed that both agents were concerned on the matter. How would Ada know to save a room close to Helena's. But then again it could be all coincidence to.

With a small nod from Leon the two agents make it to their rooms. Leon made note to Helena to keep an open eye out for Ada and that if she noticed her she would tell him as soon as possible. Helena of course agreed, and with a small reassuring smile she swiped her key card into her door and entered her room. This now left Leon to find his door. Fortunately, with it being so close to Helena's room it didn't take very long. After swiping his key card, he as well entered his room. The room may not be a five-star hotel, but at least it was comfortable for the tired agent. Leon placed his suit case aside and walked over to the arm chair that lie next to a window. He slumps his butt down in it and stretched his stiff arms out as he tilts his head back on the chair.

"So were does this take us now Ada?" he says out loud, he was about to close his eyes shut till something glimmered in the reflection of the window. Curious as to what it was, Leon sat up straight and followed the sparkle to his night table. There lied a small gold hair barrette with a card attached to it. Leon quickly gets up from his seat as he notices the signature lipstick kiss mark on the card.

"Ada", he can't help but whisper to himself as he opens up the card and reads its content.

Hey Leon,

I see you've got my calling card back in Washington.

That's good, I hope you didn't mind that I took the liberty in reserving a room for you. Well then again if your reading this message then I can only assume you took my offer. I hope it meets your tired body's expectations. Speaking of which I left you a little something on the table for you.

Leon looks back down at the hair barrette that laid on the table. And then looks back at the note.

Don't worry it will make sense later and, your a clever guy I'm sure you'll figure it out. But its not useless, you could always pull those bangs of yours aside. Its really starting to block that pretty face of yours.

I'm sorry I can't be of any more help to you, but I cannot give you anymore information as it may put my location in danger. But I do hope our paths cross soon.

Love Ada

Leon stares blankly at the card as he takes in the very small information Ada had given him.

"Has she been spying on me this whole time?" Leon wonders as he turns his head towards the window in hopes for maybe getting a glimpse of red cloth or hear the sound of a familiar grappling hook blowing through the cold night air. But sadly there was no sign of the aloof woman in red.

Jill had spent about three full hours investigating Chris's mysterious break in case. But who ever was in the house they didn't take or leave much evidence of them even being in the building. The biggest clue she found was quite obvious and that being that there was an open window. But Neighbors had clamed of not seeing anything out of the ordinary. But then again they were out at work. This sadly left Jill with no witnesses. Thankfully Claire showed up and saw the intruders as they were making a get away. One thing was for certain both Jill and Claire were thankful that things didn't turn out like these fellas wanted too. Claire was already under enough stress with Terra Save that if anything would of happened to Chris then she most certainly would be in bad shape. And personally Jill couldn't help but think on the same levels as the younger Redfield. Chris was her closest partner and friend and the thought of anything bad happing to him left her in a small cold sweat. But she had to be strong for both herself and everyone. Jill looked back through her rearview mirror to take a look at August who was sound asleep in the back seat. This brought a small smile to her face as she looked upon the German shepherd. When ever Chris was away on missions. August had helped her get through stress of her partner's absence. Come to think of it a dog's gentle touch had always been of good help. Jill quietly pulled up to her driveway and began to unload her stuff along with letting August out of the back seat. As she approached the door she heard a loud crash like sound. Followed by the screams of Chris's swearing. A bit worried Jill opened the door and entered and followed the sounds that led to the kitchen. Jill's mouth dropped as she quietly walked in the kitchen. She found that all of her pots and pans were all over the floor, with Chris on his knees trying to place them back inside the cupboard.

"Piers get back over here and help me clean this up before Jill arrives!" Chris yells as he continues to throw the pots and pans into the cupboard.

"Piers for the last time get your ass over here and help clean this up!"

"You do know your supposed to stack the dishes together neatly so they fit in the cupboard, right Chris?" Jill interrupts as Chris turns around surprised of her sudden presence.

"Jill oh my gosh I, I'm cleaning this up, I'm so sorry, it was just an accident and."

"Calm down Chris its ok, I'm not mad." Jill says as she kneels down to help Chris clean up the still cluttered mess on the floor.

"But what exactly did I miss that you two had to go and mess up my kitchen for?" Jill sarcastically asks as she continues to clean. Chris Lets out a big sigh before answering.

"Piers and I were going to prepare dinner for tonight and as I got one of the pans out. the reflection of the metal set off one of Piers's um, how do I say this, puppy episodes. He saw the light and decided to chase it. Right into the cupboard and spilling out all the dishes with him." Chris says while he rubs the bridge of nose.

Jill did the best she could to not laugh at her friend but sadly she slipped one snort of laugher between her lips. She immediately covers her mouth with her hand to keep your laughter under control.

"Sorry Chris, but you caught me off guard at puppy episodes."

"Seriously Jill, I thought you would take this more seriously. Man your starting to sound like my sister. Oh wait Claire, how is she, is she ok, is she?"

"She's fine Chris, she's safe and is just about as worried as you are about her. But don't worry, she wanted me to assure you that she's fine. But you should probably call her later on tonight just so she knows you haven't been kidnaped or anything."

"Right, thank you Jill, I'll make the call in a little bit. I'm sorry you had to walk in to this mess."

"Don't worry about it I'm just glad that the two of you are safe. Speaking of which where is Piers?"

"Oh, to be honest I'm not sure, after he made the mess, my guess is that the noise scared him and he ran off somewhere. I think he's hiding in the living room somewhere."

"I see, well we better find him and reassure him that's he's not in trouble. I'll finish this up and you go find him."

"Right, once I find him I'll give Claire a call back."

"Sounds like a plan, captain." Jill replies back with a wink and a wave.