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Claire and Leon hurried themselves to Leon's Jeep. Claire tried Chris' cell once again for what seemed like the millionth time. She still got a bust signal. "What's going on with his cell? I keep getting that same signal." Claire said loudly. "Forget it. He just might not hear it." Leon said. He was still somewhat angry with her for she really wanted to go alone. He didn't want her to be alone. 'Claire... if you only knew....' he thought.
Wesker had still felt the glory of his triumph when he heard something behind him. He whipped around, gun in hand. He didn't want anyone with outside contact getting anything out about what happened to Chris. Although he despised him, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He had a little sister, who he loved, and he had also lost his parents when they were both young. Wesker himself wanted both of them dead. He was happy with one though. It was just a mouse. He sighed inwardly. His own worried getting ahead of him. He continued walking; not noticing that there was a camera right in front of him hanging on the wall.
Barry Burton was watching Wesker without him even knowing. Hr laughed at the thought of Wesker not knowing something for once. 'You lose Wesker.' he thought. Sitting at the desk, still watching Wesker, he noticed that he had a small amount of blood of his face. He waited till Wesker had completely left the hallway and went upstairs to go find out where the blood came from. Running from the control room to the last room that Wesker was in as fast as he could, he was almost caught. Waiting silently for the watcher to pass, he carefully got up and started running again. The last room that he was in was the freezer. 'Why was he in there?' Barry thought. He soon found out his answer.
Claire and Leon were now rolling down the road. "Where was he last?" Leon asked. "He was with Barry somewhere. I can call and ask." Claire responded. Leon looked at her in a go-ahead way and kept driving. She picked up her cell and dialed Barry's cell number. "Hey Barry, have you seen my brother?" she asked. "Yes I have. He went to the freezer to get something." Barry responded into the phone. Leon could hear him clearly. "How long ago was that?" she asked. "About five minutes. I have Wesker on the screen and I'm about to go check on him. Make sure that he isn't eating any meat raw." he laughed. "Okay thanks." Claire responded while laughing. "Where are you two at?" she asked. "At a training facility about ten miles outside Raccoon. Why?" he said reassuringly. "Leon and I might drop by." she said looking over to Leon. She didn't dare mention the phone call about Chris. "Thanks again." she said. "Bye bye honey." Barry said. "Bye." she said. Leon was jealous. "Don't worry, he always calls he that." she told Leon and he eased up a little. "Claire..." Leon started. "Yeah." she said smiling. "Never mind." he said. He wanted to wait till he knew it was the right time.
"CHRIS!" Barry yelled. Chris didn't move. "Come on, you've go to wake up. You have a sister who is worried about you. Please." Barry begged. Chris was pale and what looked like missing most of his blood. Barry shook him slightly. He still didn't move. "Please. You sister needs you. Do it for Claire." he said shaking him a bit harder. He faltered a slight bit. "Come on Chris. Come back." Chris's breathing increased giving Barry a sign that he was still alive. 'Oh thank you God. He's still alive.' Barry thought. "Your sister will be on her way soon." he said. "She loves you ya know." he said. "Wake up soon." he said again. He was afraid to move Chris because he might put further injury on him.
Claire was very worried sitting in the passenger seat of Leon's Jeep. "Don't worry about him. He's probley fine and waiting for you. He'll welcome you with open arms." Leon said. "Yeah, your right." she said looking down. She couldn't help but feel that something bad had happened to him. Barry didn't know anything at that moment. He hadn't left the room yet. 'He's fine. You worry to much.' a little voice in the back of her head said. She ignored it, shook it completely out of thought. "You're right to worry. He is your brother." Leon said suddenly snapping Claire out of her thoughts. "Yeah, you're right." she said. "I can't help but worry. He's all I have left." she said. "Wait.... you have me." Leon said. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked. "Claire... there was a lot left unsaid last month and I've been holding a lot back. I do have something else to say. I..." the car swerved off the road. "You okay?" Leon asked. "Just a scratch from the window, but I'm fine." she responded. "What was that?" she asked. "I don't know," he said. "but we're here." he finished. Claire did a little dance inside her head.
Barry had been carrying Chris for a while. 'Thank God it's just to the control room.' he thought. He laughed a little, but almost dropped Chris in the process. 'Forget the laughing. I have to get him back. Do I have an F-aid?' he thought. When he got inside the control room, he digged inside his bag for an F-aid spray. He had about two left. "Oh thank you." he said aloud. He walked over to Chris on his knees and said, "Now this may hurt and I'm sorry if it does." and sprayed it directly on his wound. Chris winced at the pain and fell back down. He was going to be okay.
Claire and Leon hurried themselves to Leon's Jeep. Claire tried Chris' cell once again for what seemed like the millionth time. She still got a bust signal. "What's going on with his cell? I keep getting that same signal." Claire said loudly. "Forget it. He just might not hear it." Leon said. He was still somewhat angry with her for she really wanted to go alone. He didn't want her to be alone. 'Claire... if you only knew....' he thought.
Wesker had still felt the glory of his triumph when he heard something behind him. He whipped around, gun in hand. He didn't want anyone with outside contact getting anything out about what happened to Chris. Although he despised him, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He had a little sister, who he loved, and he had also lost his parents when they were both young. Wesker himself wanted both of them dead. He was happy with one though. It was just a mouse. He sighed inwardly. His own worried getting ahead of him. He continued walking; not noticing that there was a camera right in front of him hanging on the wall.
Barry Burton was watching Wesker without him even knowing. Hr laughed at the thought of Wesker not knowing something for once. 'You lose Wesker.' he thought. Sitting at the desk, still watching Wesker, he noticed that he had a small amount of blood of his face. He waited till Wesker had completely left the hallway and went upstairs to go find out where the blood came from. Running from the control room to the last room that Wesker was in as fast as he could, he was almost caught. Waiting silently for the watcher to pass, he carefully got up and started running again. The last room that he was in was the freezer. 'Why was he in there?' Barry thought. He soon found out his answer.
Claire and Leon were now rolling down the road. "Where was he last?" Leon asked. "He was with Barry somewhere. I can call and ask." Claire responded. Leon looked at her in a go-ahead way and kept driving. She picked up her cell and dialed Barry's cell number. "Hey Barry, have you seen my brother?" she asked. "Yes I have. He went to the freezer to get something." Barry responded into the phone. Leon could hear him clearly. "How long ago was that?" she asked. "About five minutes. I have Wesker on the screen and I'm about to go check on him. Make sure that he isn't eating any meat raw." he laughed. "Okay thanks." Claire responded while laughing. "Where are you two at?" she asked. "At a training facility about ten miles outside Raccoon. Why?" he said reassuringly. "Leon and I might drop by." she said looking over to Leon. She didn't dare mention the phone call about Chris. "Thanks again." she said. "Bye bye honey." Barry said. "Bye." she said. Leon was jealous. "Don't worry, he always calls he that." she told Leon and he eased up a little. "Claire..." Leon started. "Yeah." she said smiling. "Never mind." he said. He wanted to wait till he knew it was the right time.
"CHRIS!" Barry yelled. Chris didn't move. "Come on, you've go to wake up. You have a sister who is worried about you. Please." Barry begged. Chris was pale and what looked like missing most of his blood. Barry shook him slightly. He still didn't move. "Please. You sister needs you. Do it for Claire." he said shaking him a bit harder. He faltered a slight bit. "Come on Chris. Come back." Chris's breathing increased giving Barry a sign that he was still alive. 'Oh thank you God. He's still alive.' Barry thought. "Your sister will be on her way soon." he said. "She loves you ya know." he said. "Wake up soon." he said again. He was afraid to move Chris because he might put further injury on him.
Claire was very worried sitting in the passenger seat of Leon's Jeep. "Don't worry about him. He's probley fine and waiting for you. He'll welcome you with open arms." Leon said. "Yeah, your right." she said looking down. She couldn't help but feel that something bad had happened to him. Barry didn't know anything at that moment. He hadn't left the room yet. 'He's fine. You worry to much.' a little voice in the back of her head said. She ignored it, shook it completely out of thought. "You're right to worry. He is your brother." Leon said suddenly snapping Claire out of her thoughts. "Yeah, you're right." she said. "I can't help but worry. He's all I have left." she said. "Wait.... you have me." Leon said. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked. "Claire... there was a lot left unsaid last month and I've been holding a lot back. I do have something else to say. I..." the car swerved off the road. "You okay?" Leon asked. "Just a scratch from the window, but I'm fine." she responded. "What was that?" she asked. "I don't know," he said. "but we're here." he finished. Claire did a little dance inside her head.
Barry had been carrying Chris for a while. 'Thank God it's just to the control room.' he thought. He laughed a little, but almost dropped Chris in the process. 'Forget the laughing. I have to get him back. Do I have an F-aid?' he thought. When he got inside the control room, he digged inside his bag for an F-aid spray. He had about two left. "Oh thank you." he said aloud. He walked over to Chris on his knees and said, "Now this may hurt and I'm sorry if it does." and sprayed it directly on his wound. Chris winced at the pain and fell back down. He was going to be okay.