"—close call—"
"—couple more hours… both have been dead—"
As Leon became aware of his surroundings, he heard snippets of conversation. He let out a groan. Man, his whole body was one, big throbbing ache.
"Leon? Leon, can you hear me?" came a pleasant female voice.
Leon opened his eyes, not all the way, just a slit. The light in the room was painful.
"Leon? It's Rebecca. Wake up, Leon, you're going to be okay."
He opened his eyes some more. He was lying on a bed in a white, sterile hospital-like room. Standing next to his bed, Chris Redfield, Barry Burton, and Rebecca Chambers were looking down at him with concern.
"What happened?" Leon said. He didn't remember anything that happened after the S.T.A.R.S. team had taken out Wesker and the zombies.
Rebecca, a S.T.A.R.S. medic and biochemist, said, "The virus you were infected with had progressed pretty far, Leon. You collapsed on the floor. We were all pretty worried. Luckily, Barry and Chris were able to find the antivirus in one of Umbrella's labs."
Buffy. "What about Buffy? Is she okay?"
Barry spoke up. "She's fine, Leon. The virus didn't appear to be affecting her as much as it did you. She got the antivirus in plenty of time."
Thank God.
"What about," Leon interrupted himself with an enormous yawn, "Wesker and—" he yawned again.
Rebecca smiled. "Leon, we'll give you the complete update when you feel better. For now, you need to get some rest. Being infected with that virus took a lot out of you."
Leon nodded docilely. Within seconds, he was sound asleep.