After finding Kevin dead, smashed flat by god knows what, Barry started to become suspicious. There were way too many people dying on what should have been an easy mop-up job. Sure Barry had expected zombies and hunters but everyone was trained well enough for all of them to be able to take care of themselves. Granted, Matt's accident was just that: an accident. But Charlie's death was too strange and now finding Kevin dead soon after…nothing made sense. And where was Alicia? She was the only one who didn't exactly seem phased by Matt's death, and she hadn't exactly come running when Charlie's gunshots had rung out. Except for the finding of the earring, Barry would have thought she'd died as well.

Sure back in Raccoon there was the fact that Bravo team had been wiped out except for Becca, but no one had had any idea what to expect out there. Barry made sure that everyone knew what they could be up against from the start, made them believe it, and told them how to approach the situation. They should have been ready for the worst.

There's gotta be an insider here, some thing similar to Raccoon…but it can't be Wesker, he hasn't been heard of since the Arklay Mountains incident. So who the hell…

Barry's thoughts were interrupted by a loud, high pitch screech off to his right.

Hunter…

Barry slowly turned to the right and walked slowly towards the source of the noise, gun raised, ready to shoot. After a few steps he heard it again, behind him this time. Confused, Barry turned about face. Nothing. Again he heard the noise, above him now. Looking up though, Barry saw nothing.

"What the hell?"

Barry looked around and heard someone…or something…crash through a bush off to his left. Turning, he was relieved, to a degree, to see Alicia running toward him. She was holding her shoulder and limping toward him.

"Alicia!" Barry yelled.

"Captain! Thank god, a hunter ambushed me and I couldn't take it on alone. I tried to find you, I looked everywhere!" Alicia panted, clearly having run far. Barry went past her to where she was pointing and raised his gun again, ready to blow the head off the bastard.

***

All too easy…

Barry was supposed to be a hotshot captain with brains. Scratch the brains out and you had what Alicia saw: a gullible moron. Of course her arm wasn't hurt, and her hunter impression was right on the dot. She'd practiced before the mission and knew it would be coming in handy soon. She pointed in the direction of where the supposed hunter was and Barry moved off to find it, when in fact the hunter was right behind him with a 9mm. She raised her weapon, and a gunshot rang out across the night air.

***

Barry spun on a dime and found Alicia clutching her shoulder even more in agony and crying out in pain. There was blood running down her arm and her Beretta fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Alicia!" Barry cried.

Barry looked around for the shooter with his magnum at the ready and he heard a female voice, a familiar female voice.

"Barry, you're supposed to be the smart one. 'Always watch your back' you used to tell me. Now look at you." The voice said, and then the owner of that voice stepped out into the light.

It was a slender female, curvy, dressed in a standard S.T.A.R.S. uniform. She had green eyes and a sort of cocky feel about her. She had red hair that reached just to the bottom of her head, topped off with a green beret, tilted to one side slightly, on top. She had a beretta extended out in front of her, clasped with both hands, which she was slowly lowering until it pointed to the ground.

"Jill!" Barry shouted, joyful at seeing his old friend.

"Looks like I just saved your ass. Is…was…she one of yours?" Jill asked, motioning toward Alicia, who was laying on the ground still clutching her shoulder which had belonged to the arm that had gripped her gun. Clearly Jill hadn't been shooting to kill, only to impair. Questioning was in order, major questioning.

"Alicia, I want to know why you just tried to kill me. I want to know what's going on and I want to know how so much of our team has died today, and I want to know now." Barry demanded in a stern, all-business voice.

"I can't tell you anything." Alicia cried.

"Alicia, I need to know what is going on, or I'm going to leave you here to die and get eaten by whatever's out there…what is this?" Barry asked, reaching for a small pack on Alicia waist. He picked it up and opened it, revealing what looked like a radio and a small radar.

"Let me take a look." Jill requested and Barry handed the device to the young female. Jill looked the device over a few times before letting loose a small 'ha' of success.

"It looks like something that broadcasts several different signals to different receivers. The radar is to track where those receivers are so the operator can send the signal to whatever receiver is closest. I used to use these on the extremely rare occasions when I'd use a partner, or more than one partner, in my…previous occupation." Jill explained, with a grin as she finished. Then, remembering the circumstance, her expression grew more grim as she stared down at the owner of the device, now slowly rising to her feet.

"Bitch! You ruined everything! My mission was almost completed, and you shattered any chance of it ever being so! One more second and Captain dumbass here would've been fried and I'd have been getting out of this hellhole! But no, you have to come in here, guns blazing, and save the day! Well congratulations!" Alicia shrieked.

"Don't you dare try to play the victim here Alicia! You know damn well that there is no reason to be shooting off your teammates in the middle of a hostile environment!" Barry yelled back.

"You don't know what Lutchman's capable of! He's got connections with Umbrella-" Alicia cried, but Jill interrupted.

"Umbrella? Those bastards never quit do they? I thought they'd have learned their lesson after the Arklay Mountains incident. I guess those researchers have found more interesting things to terrorize the country with." Jill fumed. Bary decided to turn the attention back to Alicia before Jill lost her temper.

"How's Lutchman connected to Umbrella and how's he threatening you?" Barry asked.

"Unless I got rid of all of you before you got to the summit, I was going to be tested upon with some new virus that some guy named Birkin came up with, the G-Virus I think, and become his new guinea pig. The last thing I wanted was to become a lab rat for a bunch of assholes. I had to do it Barry, I was so scared…" Alicia actually broke down and cried after she said this.

Barry however was not so easily persuaded. He'd been the victim of treachery once before at the hands of his trusted team captain, Albert Wesker. Wesker'd led them all to the Arklay Mountains where they'd found a mansion infested with zombies and other unsavory sorts. Wesker wanted Barry's help to get rid of anything incriminating to Umbrella, and had threatened Barry's family to convince him to do so. Barry had believed Wesker and had helped him until Wesker had tried to kill Jill. It was discovered then that Wesker's threat had been an empty one.

"Barry please, you have to believe me. I know I've killed them all, Matt, Charlie, and Kevin, but I was forced to. I don't know what would've happened if I hadn't followed through with his orders. I'd probably be dead, or worse. I just want to make things right now, please let me help you." Alicia stammered, pulling herself together. Jill knelt down to look Alicia straight in the eye.

"You mentioned the summit before. If you can tell us what's up there, then we'll help you. If it's a threat then of course we'll get rid of that first, but then we'll do whatever we can to help you out of your situation. But you have to give me your word that you won't betray us." Jill held out her hand and Alicia, after hesitating slightly, grasped it firmly with her good arm. Jill pulled her to her feet and Alicia prepared to tell the pair everything she knew.