Disclaimer: I don't any of the RE characters. I own the other people. The less important ones.
Chapter 5Getting past the Umbrella goons was a piece of cake. Leon took care of the remainder of the soldiers in no time at all, and the group took off like a rocket. Claire had wondered for a second why the police hadn't shown up, but she dismissed it when she remembered how many connections the rouge pharmaceutical company had.
Claire sat her head on Leon's shoulder and closed her eyes. She couldn't think of a better place to be at the moment.
"Comfy?" Leon said as he ran a finger over her bare arm.
"Very." Claire smiled. Goosebumps went up her arm and up her neck. It didn't help that she wasn't wearing a shirt with sleeves. She was wearing a white muscle shirt, tight fitting silk pajama pants and her boots; which were making her rather uncomfortable because she wasn't wearing any socks with them. She quickly slipped off her boots and rested her feet out the window.
Claire heard the sound of a lighter and the smell of sweet cherry tobacco filled her nose. She looked up to see Leon with one of those cigarette/cigar type cigarettes in his mouth. "You are not smoking." She sat up next to him.
"Sure I am." He smiled, not taking his eyes off the road. "Want one?"
She stuck her tongue out. "No way. I made Chris stop smoking, and I can make you stop."
"Yes, but you forget, I'm not as easily manipulated as Chris." He smiled again, taking a drag and blowing the smoke out the window.
Claire simply smiled back. "Enjoy that, it's your last one." She laid her head down in Leon's lap; very near his special parts.
Leon laughed. "I'm sure it is."
Chris yawned loudly and stared at the blue Shelby in front of them. That god damned airport better get here quick. Chris was on the verge of falling asleep; and when he got tired, he got moody. Then suddenly two of the dark figures in the car ahead of the van became one. Claire's head slowly edged into Leon's lap. Leon's lap.
Suddenly he wasn't so tired anymore. He searched for the personal 2-way radio lying on the dash. He picked it up, "Claire!!" He yelled as loud as he could.
"What are you yelling about, Chris?" Jill yawned.
"What do you want Chris?" Claire's static filled voice came through the radio.
Chris pointed at the Shelby. "Do you see Claire's head?" He asked Jill, his eyes still focused on the car in front of them. By this time, Carlos and Rebecca were both starting to wake.
"No but—oh…" Jill laughed loudly.
"Not funny!!" Chris pushed the button on the radio. "Claire, what are you doing with your head in Leon's lap?! It better not be what I think it is!" He yelled into the small microphone.
He could tell that Claire yawned on the other side of the walkie-talkie. "Sleeping. Relax, Chris."
"I…you…GOOD!!" He yelled one last time before throwing the radio back onto the dashboard.
Jill turned and smiled at Chris. "See? You can trust them together, there's nothing to worry about."
Chris sighed as he saw the airport in the distance. Finally.
Leon stopped the Shelby next to the small intercom outside the airfield. "Access code please." A static filled voice came through the intercom.
"C65TG7." Leon blurted. He'd memorized the string of letters and numbers a month or so earlier.
"Access code confirmed, welcome back Leon." The gate in front of them slowly opened to the tarmac, and Leon made his way to the UMB. As each member of the large group got out of their respective cars, each were amazed at the size of the plane.
"You travel in that?" Rebecca wore an astonished face.
Leon laughed. "Yeah, big isn't it? We stole it from Umbrella a while back; you should see the inside."
"I guess Umbrella knows how to travel, huh?" Jill laughed as she walked up next to Chris, handing him every bag she had.
Leon picked up a rock and tossed it towards the front of the plane. A few seconds later the back of the plane opened up, revealing a decent sized cargo hold. Leon hopped back into the Shelby alone. "You're not taking the van with you, are you?" He asked Chris directly.
"God no. I hate that fucker; we're just taking what we need." Chris threw a few of the bags at Carlos. "So, do we just come in the back?"
"Yeah, just follow the big blue baby here." He revved the engine and took off up the ramp. When everyone was in the hold, Leon strapped down the Shelby. "Put the weapons in that compartment over there." He pointed to the cabinet in the corner. "Take your clothes and underwear with you." He walked over to the back door and pressed the button for the cargo hold door. As it began to close he walked through the door.
"This place is huge!" Jill commented. She walked behind Chris, who still had most of her bags.
Leon led the group down a long hallway; each side had about three doors. "Jill and Chris, you're there." He pointed to a room. "Carlos and uh…Rebecca, you're there." He pointed to another room.
"You're sleeping on the floor." Rebecca smacked Carlos on the back. "Man-whore." She whispered under her breath.
"And there's you Claire." He pointed to the last room in the hall. She looked partially upset that she wouldn't be spending the night with him, but she nodded in acknowledgement. Everyone tossed their things into their respective rooms before Leon led them into the 'hang out' room where the group was lounging around.
"Guys, this is the…guys."
Woah. The four people sitting on the chairs and couches in the room looked like they came right out of a movie. Three guys and one girl filled the room pretty well. She wondered how the next month or so would go.
The first boy only looked to be 16 or 17. He was very thin, probably only weighing 130 pounds, and his face was overly boyish, making him look younger than he probably actually was. His fingernails were painted in a dark blue color; his black hair was made up into individual spikes that stood three inches above his head. He wore a white shirt that had the words "Momma's Boy" written in white across the chest, and black baggy pants; which covered the skateboarding shoes he had on. He had on plastic black rimmed glasses that weren't very thick, but they weren't thin either. He looked right at home behind the laptop that sat on the table in the middle of the room.
The next guy looked like a hippie. He was rather well built, and his large arms wrapped around the acoustic guitar he was playing. His hair was in dreadlocks, and the end of each dread was bleached blonde, the rest was brown. He wore a tie die shirt and torn shorts that came all the way down to the bottom of his shins, making them look like floods. He wore vans shoes, and had a cigarette in his mouth as he strummed the guitar like he'd been playing for years.
The last male was sitting on the floor tinkering with some kind of device with lots of wires. He wore a large magnifying thing on his head that helped him see what he was doing. He wore a torn black sleeveless shirt, and Claire couldn't really tell what kind of pants he was wearing. She also couldn't see his face, or his body type due to the fact that he was sitting behind the table.
The girl was sitting on a far end of the large couch that was in the middle of the room. She was cleaning her fingernails with a long curved blade. Her dark brown hair was cut short; almost as short as Claire's. She looked about 19, and she wore a shirt with some kind of kid on a soapbox. Her black baggy pants had zippers all over them, and they partially covered her black and silver shoes. Her feet were propped up on the table next to the guy with the magnifying glasses on.
Carlos walked over to the strange group; mainly towards the girl. "Hola chica." He smiled, running his hand through his hair.
The girls gaze moved slightly in his direction. Her face still looked sort of annoyed, but the sight of Carlos seemed to piss her off more.
"Carlos?" Leon walked up next to him.
"Yeah?" He turned to Leon, with the smile still plastered on his face.
"She has a knife."
This'll be interesting…
Kinda short huh? Oh well. I mainly used this chapter to introduce Leon's 'friends'. Expect some womanly rivalry between Claire and this new girl. I can't say too much about that though :P I didn't really like how the beginning of the chapter turned out, but hey, I did my best. Also, I forgot to comment of the mushy scene last chapter. How did you guys like it? I'm getting a little better at doing that sort of stuff… Look for the next update in about a week. It might be sooner, or it might be later; I can't make any promises. :)