July 24th, 1998, at night.
The whole S.T.A.R.S. Alpha team was sitting in the helicopter.
Jill was nervous. She was nervous for two reasons.
Firstly, this mission was crucial; they had lost transmission with Bravo team several hours ago. The mission could be very dangerous for both herself and the rest of the crew. She had seen the severe wounds on several of the dead bodies they had found in the racoon forest. It was either caused by a demented cannibal tribe, or an even worst threat. She was a fully trained soldier, ready for any situations, but she still feared for her life and the ones of her comrades.
Secondly, she was sitting right next to Wesker. Despites his recent complete disinterest in her, she still had not forgotten him, nor did she stop regretting pushing him away. It was the right decision, she was convinced of it, but it was still so hard to deal with it. Her feelings had not faded in the least and working with him had made it harder than she would have expected.
She looked down at her hand resting flat on the helicopter's bench. Wesker's hand was in the same position, only a few millimetres away from hers. If she stretched her little finger, she could touch his hand… It was making her nervous, cause she was dying to touch him. But she would not do it, not in front of the others. She wondered if she should go back with him. She wondered if she should leave Chris for him.
She wondered if she knew what she wanted…
Wesker was excited. He was excited for two reasons.
Firstly, in a few hours, he will be done with this painful enforcing laws job. His whole plan will take a new step. He was going to work for a new employer, gaining power within the organization quicker than he did with Umbrella. Within a few years, he would most likely be part of the executive. On top of that, he was getting a much better salary and a couple of millions for the experiments and information he was bringing with him. Then he would finally not have to work with that bunch of incompetent do-goodies anymore. Not only that, he might even witness Chris' death; the cherry on top of the sundae.
Secondly, in a few hours, he would be fucking Jill… In any sense of the term… She will be shocked, deceived and angry… That was for sure, but he would get her over time. Soon enough, she will be his. His entirely. He refrained a smile, not wanting to raise any suspicions right now.
He was going to get the money, the new job and the girl… There could not be a greater day!
