Chapter 25: Birkin's Secret

Claire wanted badly to collapse and fall asleep once they got onto the personal, luxury jet that was flying them across the Atlantic Ocean to the United States. She kept herself up, trying to listen for anything useful out of Alex or the others. Her ankle still pulsed with pain, but had gone down now that it was set up in a cast. Her chances of escaping now really went down, as she had to use a crutch to walk around. The sickening thing was, her broken ankle was Alex's way of a warning. He got pleasure out of watching her cry in agony after he snapped the bone like a twig.

Now the younger Wesker only seem frustrated as he sat not too far from her. As much as Claire wanted to sleep, she knew now would be a good time to listen for details. She wanted to study Alex as closely as she could. Surprisingly, his body language was very similar to Wesker's. It was difficult for Claire to read Wesker's body language at times, but she had found herself getting better just before Alex took her. She now could see exactly how similar the two half-brothers were.

"They really are like a bunch of cockroaches," Alex sighed, leaning his head back, slipping his sleek white cell phone into his breast pocket.

"So Wesker and Chris and his team are all still alive? Even after you released the new Uroboros?" Krauser asked, pausing while cleaning his assault rifle to look to his boss.

"Unfortunately," Alex chuckled, glancing over to Claire. Their eyes locked, and Claire glared as bravely as she could. He didn't wear sunglasses like Wesker did, and at the same time, Claire realized that Alex complained more about the light in his keen eyes. He did, however, have some sunglasses on for awhile not long after he had broke her ankle, but took them off when they climbed onto the jet.

"So what now?" Rurik asked. He had been strangely quiet since Claire was kidnapped, and she wondered why.

"Well, my main concern is Albert. I need to figure out what William Birkin was able to do to enhance his virus, so I can create a serum that will kill him and keep him dead."

"Yeah, but all of Birkin's work went up with Raccoon," Krauser snorted.

"I don't think I could create a stronger one out of my own blood that could do it," Alex sighed, rubbing his chin.

"What about the Red Queen data? Wouldn't it have all of Birkin's work on it? You were after it while we were in Europe, but you changed your mind once you saw the girl," HUNK inquired.

"I doubt it considering Birkin and Albert had their own plans within Umbrella. Birkin was smart enough to keep his important materials a secret. The question is, how was Birkin able to change the virus without Spencer's knowing, since it was Spencer who gave Birkin the virus to give to Wesker…" Alex trailed off thinking. Claire saw his animalistic eyes flash, and a grin formed on his face. "Hmm, interesting…"

"What?" Krauser grunted.

"Go tell the pilot to change course for Washington D.C. I need to make a pit stop there," Alex chuckled, glancing over to Claire. "The BSAA Headquarters have something that I need."

Her eyes grew wide, heart leaping to her chest. Oh no! He's going after Wentworth!

It was a long process to get to the BSAA HQ, but Chris started to feel better once they were jogging up the steps. It was strange that when they landed, the unit escorted them back told them that communications were cut off from Headquarters. This made the group uneasy, but Chris was bound and determined to get in there and talk to Wentworth. They got many questions from their escorts on why Wesker wasn't bound, only for Chris to snap at them that it wasn't their business. Since he was one of the Original Twelve, none of the escorts questioned him.

"Something isn't right," Wesker said, pausing on the steps.

Chris glared over his shoulder at him, sensing Jill at his side. "You are just saying that because you know it's gonna be hell for Wentworth to call off the dogs on you! You better not hurt anyone, Wesker or-"

"I'm not talking about that," Wesker snapped. "Claire was here awhile ago…same with Alex. There's a lot of blood."

"Shit!" Chris cursed, spinning and running for the front entrance.

The others followed behind him, even as he burst through the front doors. They were greeted by a unit of BSAA soldiers aiming assault weapons at them. Big Mac was one of them, and he didn't look so good.

"Mac! Lower the weapons! We need to see Wentworth now!" Jill called.

"What the hell happened here?" Barry asked, looking all over. There were more dead BSAA soldiers laying in pieces along the main hall, along with splatters of blood and bullet shells.

Big Mac wiped the blood that was pouring from his scalp. "Wesker's little brother is what happened! You know how many are dead? Wentworth barely made it!"

"Why would he want to come here?" Billy growled, turning to Wesker.

Wesker clinched his jaw. "The Red Queen data. He must have found out about it."

"Now why isn't this motherfucker in chains?" Malcolm hissed, keeping his gun trained on Wesker.

"It's a long story, Mac! Please, just let us through!" Rebecca stated.

"Mac, I order you to lower your weapons!" Chris yelled, stepping forward.

"I hope you know what you are doing," Mac sighed, slowly lowering his weapon. "I will take you to Wentworth…but it's not going to be pretty."

Malcolm ordered the rest to guard the entrance. He led them up the grand staircase into the next wing, heading for Wentworth's office. He stopped outside the door, turning back to face Chris and the others. The large black man sighed at them, eyes lowering to the floor.

"Dustin…didn't make it…Wentworth has hardly said anything since. We have been doing everything ourselves. More units are coming in soon, and I think the FBI and the CIA are involved now."

"Damn it," Chris hissed.

Malcolm nodded to Rebecca. "Becca, please fix him up. He needs medical attention, but won't leave his office…He told all the other medics to focus on the rest of us."

Rebecca nodded. "Will do."

Malcolm turned and left, leaving Chris and the others at the door. Chris opened the door, and they all entered into the large office that was even more of a mess than last time. Wentworth sat on a chair, looking outside through one of the large windows. His desk, computer, and many other items were thrown about and torn apart. Chris grimly noticed the large pools of drying blood on the carpet.

"Wentworth!" he called.

The director turned slowly to face him, his eyes flashing upon seeing Wesker. He got to his feet. To Chris, he looked very frail, and it wasn't because of all the wounds on his body. Wentworth had several bruises and cuts, even a slice across his eyebrow that had bled and dried on his face. Rebecca immediately went over to him with Billy to start fixing him up.

Wentworth pointed at Wesker. "This is all your fault."

Wesker sneered at him. "Do you want to run that by me again?"

"Knock it off," Jill growled. She focused on the director. "What happened?"

Leon started scanning the room with Barry, Ada, and Sherry for evidence, leaving Wesker, Jill, and Chris to talk to Wentworth as he was getting medical attention.

"Alex showed up here…killed thirty people, and then he left. He took a copy of the Red Queen data…I told him it was the only one so he wouldn't destroy the other. He had Claire with him, along with wanted criminals Jack Krauser and Rurik Ginovaef."

"Claire was with him as he did all this?" Chris growled.

"Yeah, she told me to just give him want he wanted and to try and not save her. She had a broken ankle caused by Alex," Wentworth answered.

"I'm gonna kill that fucking bastard!" Chris yelled, knuckles turning white they were curled so hard.

"We heard about Dustin…we are sorry we didn't get here sooner," Jill put in gently.

Wentworth closed his eyes, shaking his head. "He is the reason why I am still alive. He gave his life for mine. What a fool he was…I'm just an old man…I'm not supposed to bury my son, he is supposed to bury me."

"Wait…Dustin was your son?" Jill grunted.

"But his last name was different," Barry informed, walking over to them.

"That doesn't always have to be the case," Rebecca mumbled, stepping away from the director with her fiancé. They did all they could do for him for now.

"It's a long story…one that I would rather not tell right now," Wentworth growled, turning away from them.

"Did he…know?"

"Of course he did," Wentworth snorted. "But that isn't important right now. We need to get Wesker into questioning right now."

"Oh? Why question me when the man that did all of this just walked out the door?"

"He's right. There is no reason to question him now," Leon informed, walking over to Chris.

"Look, Wentworth. We are working with Wesker to take down Alex and get Claire back, you have to understand. We need your cooperation," Chris sighed, running his fingers through his hair, glancing to Jill.

"Wesker is the only one who can save Claire," Jill added.

Wentworth pinched his nose, closing his eyes and sighing once more. "Why are you asking me for cooperation? Seeing as seven of the Original Twelve are here in this room, it is really up to the majority now isn't it? Even Leon is an Original Twelve even though he isn't a part of the BSAA, he still helped found it. Claire is kidnapped. Dustin and Carlos are dead, and President Graham has too many important matters as it is right now. That only leaves us as the ones to make decisions. Chris…do what you have to do, and I will follow you."

Chris was relieved. He had spent so long in the field and just letting Wentworth run the base of the operations that he forgot that they were all still equals as the Original Twelve. He nodded at his good friend and comrade. "Thank you, Wentworth."

"So what needs to be done?" the director asked.

"Wesker needs to make a serum for Claire, and we need to find where Alex is taking her before it is too late!" Jill answered.

"Well, you can get started on that serum down in the lab. I will contact the President so we can put not only the BSAA and TerraSave on alert, but the FBI, the Agency, and the CIA as well. There shouldn't be anywhere in the U.S that he can hide."

Ada rolled her eyes, arms crossed. "Isn't that what the U.S government said about Umbrella?"

"Excuse me?" Wentworth growled.

"Don't mind her, she was just leaving," Wesker sighed, glaring over at Ada.

"I was just saying," she sighed, holding up her hands in defense.

Wentworth noticed the young, pretty blonde girl next to her, and his eyes flashed. He pointed at her. "Sherry Birkin?"

"Yes, that's her," Leon answered quickly, thinning his lips.

There was knocking on the door to Wentworth's office. Big Mac spoke on the other side. "Sir, we have a couple of members from the West African Branch here to see you. They said they contacted you before leaving. We already checked their and they are good. Sheva Alomar and Josh Stone?"

"Yes, bring them in," Wentworth called.

"Sheva?" Jill and Chris asked in confusion, glancing to each other.

Sheva and Josh entered into the totaled office. Sheva's face brightened upon seeing Chris and the others, and came over to hug him and Jill. She was carrying a small closed case. Josh dipped his head at the director and the others, but then his eyes narrowed upon noticing Wesker.

"Sheva, what are you doing here?" Chris asked, surprised.

"I brought you a pres-" she trailed off, her eyes widening. She glared at Wesker. "What the hell is going on? Why is Wesker with you? Where is Claire?"

"Oh uhh…it's a long story," Chris heaved. "We are working with Wesker to get Claire back. She was taken by Wesker's younger brother."

"What? You? Working with Wesker?" Sheva was gawking now.

"Wesker has a brother?" Josh questioned, confused. He used his unbroken arm to hold onto Sheva as she glared at Wesker.

"I know it's crazy, but it's true," Jill put in. "We have only a limited time to find his brother and Claire."

Sheva held up the case and opened it. She put in the code, and opened it. The refrigerated case held a single syringe. Chris, Wesker, and Jill recognized it immediately. It was the PG67A/W serum.

"There is only one left. It was out of luck I found it in the Uroboros Research facility in one of Irving's specialized safes. I thought it could come in handy," Sheva sighed. "I guess we can't use it, if you are working with him."

"Actually, it could be quite useful," Wesker chuckled. "Alex can be killed with that."

"What? He can?" Chris grunted.

"He told me that our blood is lethal to the other. That also makes the serum we inject ourselves to stabilize our viruses also a venom to the other. He used his serum on me, and it almost succeeded."

"Why didn't it kill you, if it is supposed to be lethal to you? That tells us that this may not kill Alex," Jill asked, folding her arms and peering up at him.

"It should kill him. The only reason his serum didn't kill me was because William did something to enhance my virus before giving it to me," Wesker answered. Sherry perked up at the mention of her father's name. Her face fell slightly, and she glanced over to Ada.

"Why would William enhance your virus and then give it to you, not himself?" Leon snorted.

"Because Spencer assigned him to the project and he kept it from me. He knew the virus would just kill him…but he must have known more than said if he purposely made sure to protect me. William knew too much, and that is why Alex had him killed."

"I'm lost, I thought Birkin was some insane researcher who injected himself with the G-Virus," Rebecca sighed, shaking her head.

"He based the G-Virus closely to my own virus," Wesker explained, popping his fingers and walking over to Ada and Sherry. "And that is why I can use Sherry's blood to also stabilize my virus." Wesker bent down to Sherry's level, making her look at him. She twiddled with her fingers nervously. "Sherry, you must tell me…was there a secret that your father told you to keep about the virus he gave me? Something maybe you could have overheard?"

Sherry slowly shook her head. "No…but I did overhear him a few times…saying that he was supposed to be a part of the project…but my grandparents…and your mother…changed things around to try and stop Mr. Ozwell and your grandfather."

Wesker stood up, his jaw grinding. "I know why Alex was here."

"To…get the Red Queen data?" Barry questioned, confused.

"He knew William was supposed to be a part of the Wesker Project."

"That doesn't tell us anything," Billy grumbled.

"There were coded files within the Red Queen data that dated back to the project, ones that I was never able get into. It was another reason why I was trying to locate the facility in Luxembourg where my mother worked so I could get those codes. Alex must already know them, and he is going to figure out what William was able to do."

"How would he know what William did if he made sure not to let Spencer know what he was doing?" Leon asked.

"Because," Wesker sighed, turning to face them. "Annette was working for Alex."

Sherry's eyes grew big. "What? Mom…be-betrayed Daddy?"

"How do you know for sure?" Wentworth asked.

"Thinking back…it all makes sense."

"Mom wouldn't betray Dad! Not ever!" Sherry suddenly barked, making Wesker look over at her.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because when I was with Claire and Leon, she kept going on about protecting Daddy and me! She gave her life for me, and she was devastated about Daddy's death!"

"She does have a point," Leon mumbled.

"Maybe Alex blackmailed her…because he certainly betrayed her," Wesker snorted. "We can stand here and argue all day, and let Alex get farther with Claire. I need to get started on the serum. Will I be able to access the Red Queen data from the laboratory's computer?"

"Yes," Wentworth answered, nodding. "We all have work to do. So, let's get after it."

Wesker immediately headed for the door. Ada and Sherry followed him quickly. Chris and his team hesitated for a moment, and then reluctantly decided to follow Wesker down to the labs.

Claire sat on the jet once again, only this time she was blindfolded and her hands were bound together. She lost count on how long they had been flying. She had no idea where they were flying too, but she was able to detect Krauser say something about going west. She thought back to what Alex was able to do at the BSAA Headquarters. She felt bad about all of the deaths that he made her watch. She felt particularly guilty about Dustin. She wasn't able to stop Alex as he killed out of pleasure. This was one thing that he was definitely different from Albert. Wesker only got his hands dirty if he wanted or needed to. He usually relied on manipulation and lies to do his killing and handiwork. Alex, though he did those things to an extent, he loved getting his hands dirty. He was almost like an animal as he killed, and it made Claire sick to her core.

She felt his dark presence sit down next to her, making her tense dramatically and instantly grew cold. She felt his hot breath on her ear as he leaned in, making her lungs almost shut down. "Are you enjoying your blindfold?"

"Go to hell," she hissed.

"Been there, done that," Alex chuckled. "Really now, are you that upset that I killed all those people?"

"Yes! A normal person should be upset that you killed all those innocent men and women who have families!" Claire cried. "You are a sick bastard who needs to die!"

She felt him grab her hair and pull sharply, making her grunt. He pulled her by the hair into him. She dared not try and fight him, remembering the pain in her broken ankle.

"Just you wait and see my facility we are going to," he chuckled in her ear. "Of course, I have to blindfold you for the time being so you have no idea where it is located. I can't have you blabbing to your brother when I let you talk to him."

"You are going to let me talk to Chris?" she grunted.

"Only if you are a good girl. I told him that you two do need to say your goodbyes, but don't worry sweetheart, I will make sure I send your body back to him in tact after I am done with you. I have enough respect for both of you to do that. I assure you that Albert would not have done the same."

"Albert is not insane like you are!" she growled.

"Oh? Are we getting soft feelings for him because you are carrying his child? He is a sociopath, it runs in the family. Really now, do you think you were just going to have a normal life with him and the baby? Hmm?"

Claire bit the inside of her cheek hard, causing blood to touch her tongue. She knew what he said was true, and he was rubbing it in her face. "I'm not worried about that, I am worried about getting away from you."

Alex laughed devilishly. "Don't worry, sweetheart, you won't have a chance to get away from me. Chris and my dear brother won't be able to find you. So intriguing that they are working together isn't it? I bet they end up killing each other before they find you."

He let her go. Claire blindly scooted away from him, and sensed his movements leave. She curled in on herself, trying to not vomit. It was still hard to believe that Wesker and Chris were working together, but she had to believe that they had a way to take Alex down and get her out of his grasps. She was relieved that Wesker was still alive to say the least. He was the only one who could not only take Alex down, but make the serum for her.

I need to keep my ears open for anything that could help me with the location that he was taking her to. By how he talks…it's somewhere I know…

Chris was growing extremely restless as he watched Wesker decode the files of both the Red Queen and the disk from Luxembourg. Only Chris, Wesker, Jill, Leon, Sherry, and Ada were down here. Barry was urged to go see his family, and Rebecca and Billy were helping other wounded soldiers. Sheva and Josh decided to help Wentworth for the time being.

"So, how are you going to make a serum from scratch?" Chris growled.

Wesker turned to Chris, a small smile coming onto his lips as he pulled an empty syringe. "Why don't you leave the scientific work to me, Chris?" he sneered and stuck the needle into his arm.

Chris watched Wesker draw some of his own blood and he got to work. Heaving and grumbling, he walked back over to Jill and Leon. Jill patted his shoulder. "Just relax. We have no choice but to wait and watch."

"Wait and watch?" Wesker snorted, looking over at the couple. "You two don't think you are going to just stand there and do nothing, hmm?"

Chris, Jill, and Leon saw Sherry eagerly grabbing laboratory equipment for Wesker. Ada was also looking for items, though not near as enthusiastic as Sherry. They walked over to join them. Wesker was drawing more blood from his arm.

"This might take several attempts. And then I will have to test and make sure it is correct," Wesker informed them.

"How long will that take?" Chris asked.

"Are you rushing me?"

"Maybe, because you sure aren't acting like this is an emergency," Chris snapped.

"Well, I could always rush the serum and it could kill Claire anyways. Then everyone will be happy."

"Oh boy, here we go," Ada sighed, folding her arms.

"Chris, settle down. We don't want to rush this," Jill said, shaking her head.

Wesker and Chris were glaring at each other. "I still do not like having to rely on you for all of this."

Wesker snapped his arm out, hitting Chris in a pressure point and knocking him out. Chris crumbled to the floor and silence enveloped the room. He received a dark glare from Jill.

"He was annoying me," Wesker sighed, and got back to work.

Leon shook his head, but Ada's chuckle could be heard on the other side of the lab.

A few hours later, Chris came to and was very aggravated. He was in a sofa in one of the lounges and found Leon not too far away talking to Ada, Sherry, Rebecca, and Billy. Groaning, he sat up.

"Good, you're awake."

"That bastard knocked me out!"

"You were talking too much, I would have done it too," Ada informed, leaning against the wall.

Chris chose to ignore the female agent. "Where's Jill?"

"She went to see Wentworth I think," Rebecca answered.

"And Wesker?"

"Probably still down in the lab."

"How long have I been out?" Chris growled.

"A few hours. You missed dinner," Leon chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing."

Chris got up, leaving his friends in the lounge to go look for Jill and Wentworth. It didn't take him long to stop dead in his tracks. He felt his heart crack, and worry came rushing up in his chest. Down the hallway, he saw Jill and Wesker alone talking in what looked like low, secretive tones.

I hope she is just complaining to him what he did to me…

But something told him they were talking about something completely different, and he swallowed hard. He needed to get over to them, and fast.

A/N: Wow, alot of dialogue in this chapter, lol. Not a whole lot of action! Sorry about that! I really meant for this to be a longer chapter too. Well, don't worry, next chapter will have more action and should be longer lol. Yes, I made Leon and Claire a part of the Original Twelve even though they are not with the BSAA directly. I also decided to make President Graham an Original Twelve since he also made the Agency. And Dustin is dead...aww...And yes, I couldn't help making Wesker knock Chris out...had to have SOMETHING hilarious after all of this drama, sigh! And what the hell is going on between Wesker and Jill? 0.o duh duh duh! And where is Alex taking Claire exactly? All of these answers will come in the next chapter, mwahahaha! Well, thanks for reading and reviewing you awesome readers! :) Sorry that this chapter was only dialogue, the action will pick back up real soon!