Chapter 21

Sacrifices

I opened my eyes, and readjusted to the sight of the stained puce wallpaper walls of the motel room. The sun shinned through the thick, curtain making my eyes squint in pain. From what I could tell, Rain, Angie and Jill were still asleep, but that changed as a man burst into the room.

I instinctively grabbed the Magnum. I had placed on the headboard above me, and pointed it at the man, Jill and Rain following in my lead; Angie curled up with her hands on her head.

Only to find that it was Carlos, who had his hands in the air.

"Easy girls it's me."

"Do you have a death wish?" Jill snapped, lowering her weapon.

"You have to see this!" He grabbed the remote on the nightstand, and flicked on the T.V. When Carlos stopped channel surfing, it was at the beginning of a news report.

Under the anchors concealed features, read "Outbreak in San Francisco."

"The Mission Hill District has been quarantined; representatives from the Centers for Disease Control will be on the scene shortly." The image over her shoulder revealed it to be someone who looked suspiciously like one of the infected people in Raccoon and the Hive. Lord knows I've seen my fair share of that.

The Anchor went on: "It is currently unknown what this disease is or how it even came to be. However the symptoms include delirium, a milky whiteness to the eyes and a desire to, well feast on people. There is a fear that the disease is passed on through biting, hence the quarantine. We'll have more updates in a few minuets, but in the mean time, back to you Pattie."

"Fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me!" Jill said, gripping her hair.

"Okay." L.J responded, appearing behind Carlos.

I sighed, and whispered. "This is only the beginning of the plague."

"Umbrella's can't pull the same act twice and get away with it. This might be the act we needed." Jill said.

Carlos sighed. "Well, what ever it is we're going to do, we have to do it today."

"Well, we won't have to go far." L.J. said peering out the window. "Them feds are all hot up in here!"

I darted to the window, and saw a short guy in a big coat that was too warm for the weather but just the right size to conceal a shoulder holster, as well as a ball cap and glasses walking toward the room from the lobby.

"How the fuck do you know that?" Jill asked.

"What? You don think that I'd know an undercover asshole?" L.J replied. "He's the real thing, and he's heading this way!"

Carlos grabbed his bag, and nine-millimeter. "We've got to get out of here."

"Yeah, you do."

Rain stared at Jill. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means."

"Fuck that," Carlos stated. "We're no letting you-"

"You don't have a choice." Jill snapped. "If they come in here, and they don't find anyone, they'll keep looking. If they barge in and find me, I can stall them and make them think I was in here alone, and that will give you more time. Besides I can read them the best out of all of us." She smiled grimly. "Just leave me the tape."

"You trippin bitch?" L.J said, as he started getting what little gear we had together.

"What the fuck makes you so sure you're the only one who can read them?" Rain asked stepping forward, the anger just rolling off of her.

Jill stepped up, nose to nose with the wrong chick. "I may not be the only one, but I'm sure as hell the only one who can stay behind."

"Still, without the tape-"

"You've got copies-Angie has it on her laptop, and we've still got some DVD's and VHS tapes with it. Take those, but leave me the original."

"It's too risky." Carlos said.

"No," I argued. "She's right. They can verify weather or not the tape is real. Its best to do that with Terri's original."

"And then Umbrella will waltz right in and-" Carlos started, but Jill wouldn't let him finish.

"Maybe they will, but there's a chance they won't. But If they don't get there hands on the original, the there is no way in hell the will. Which do you prefer?"

Jill stared at Carlos for several seconds. Finally he nodded.

Within seconds, everyone had gathered up everything and slipped out the window, L.J first, followed by Angie whom he caught.

After Rain and Carlos crowed out the window, I walked over and placed my hand on Jill's shoulder. "Thank you."

Just then, there was a pounding on the door. "FBI, open up."

"Your welcome," Jill whispered. "Now, get your pretty little ass out of here."

After I climbed through the window, Jill shut and locked it, with luck, they wouldn't be able to tell that anyone would have crawled through it. I faintly heard Jill call that she was in the bath room. L.J, Carlos Rain and I took off for the SUV, Angie and Rain's arms so that Carlos could drive.

Over the roar of the SUV I could faintly hear Jill's voice ask in a sweet voice. "How can I help you officers?"