Dont own a thing. Really, I dont...
A/N: At long last an update. It's been a while... okay a long while but updates should be more regular now. Unless that little life thing gets in the way again, which it has a nasty habit of doing.
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The flight had been an uneventful one so far. Most of the doctors read over reports of T-Virus infections, probable rates of infection and other things that could be useful in case they had to contain an outbreak. Most of the reports had been written by Rebecca in the years after the Raccoon City outbreak in case a similar situation occured somewhere else.
"Just like what could be happening right now." thought Rebecca, checking her watch again. Thirty minutes remained until the plane landed in Denver. The last two and a half hours had seemed like an eternity to Rebecca. She already knew every word in the reports so had just tried to relax during the flight. She had chatted to Bauer for a while before he returned to confusing the young doctor next to him by discussing various complex viral experiments.
Rebecca decided to take another trip to the cockpit to kill a few minutes. Just before she reached the cockpit door the bathroom door ahead opened and Susan Taylor stepped out.
"Susan." Rebecca said calmly.
"Chambers." replied Susan, with barely disguised hostility before roughly brushing past Rebecca.
Rebecca spun around."That's Doctor Chambers. Or you can just call me sir if you prefer."
"Sir?" Susan turned to face her with a smirk. "You think I'm going to call you 'sir'? Get a life, Chambers. I don't know who you screwed to get my promotion, or to get to lead this mission, and I don't really care. All I ask is that you let me be there when you fuck this up." She turned to walk through the curtain to the cabin when Rebecca grabbed her arm.
"I don't know where you come up with this shit and I also don't really care. But what's happenening in Denver is more important than whatever little problems you have with me. I need you to forget about this until we make sure the virus is contained, okay? Then you can complain as much as you want." Rebecca reasoned.
"Whatever." said Susan as she ripped her arm away from Rebecca's grip and walked back to the cabin.
Rebecca sighed and continued towards the cockpit door.
"What a bitch!" thought Rebecca as she entered the cockpit.
"Dr. Chabmers." acknowleged the pilot. "We'll be landing in just under twenty five minutes. Your transport is already waiting just off the runway. I've also just been informed that six police motorcyles and two squad cars have arrived there to escort you to your destination."
"That's good to hear. Are there any delays at Denver?" asked Rebecca.
"We've recieved priority clearance from Denver Control. They've closed off the entire runway for us. There will be no delays, Doctor." answered the co-pilot.
"Okay. Let me know when were about to land." said Rebecca before turning around and leaving the cockpit. When she walked back nto the aircraft's cabin the first thing she noticed was Susan 's icy stare. Rebecca walked back to her seat trying to ignore her.
"Is everything alright?" asked Bauer as Rebecca strapped herself back into her seat. "You look troubled."
"Oh, I'm fine. I ran into Susan back there. She wasn't exactly hapy that I'm in charge and I think I made it worse by pissing her off even more. She didn't seem interested in kissing and making up afterwads." explained Rebecca.
"I'm sure whatever you said to her was well deserved. Perhaps you should consider removing her from the team? If she's going to cause problems it could be for the best." said Bauer.
"No. I can handle Susan. And we might need her in Denver. The zombies might get hungry."
That earned a slight grin from Bauer.
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The last part of the flight remained quiet and twenty minutes later the plane touched down in Denver. Rebecca was the first to the door. The mobile stairs next to the runway had been positioned by the door within seconds. When Rebecca swung the door open she saw the large contingent of vehicles waiting for them. She walked down the stairs to meet a man wearing a military uniform. The man extended his hand to her.
"Dr. Chambers, I presume. I'm Colonel John Hammond, U.S Army. How was your flight?" he asked.
"Nice to meet you, Colonel. It was long and boring. I'm glad to finally be here."
"Well, Doctor, we should have you ready to go in no time. My men will load up the trucks and you team can take Hummers to the morgue. A squad of my men will also go along. There will also be a police escort."
"Yes I've been informed of that." said Rebecca, seeing a group of soldiers already running to unload the plane.
"We also have a spare Blackhawk in the area so we can fly you and two or three others there along with some of your equipment. It should save you a bit of time. If you'll just tell Lieutenant Munroe what you need loaded he'll get it done, double time."
Rebecca reeled off a large number of items that would be needed as the rest of the team disembarked from the plane.
There was a flurry of activity on the runway as both the trucks and the helicopter were loaded. By the time all the equipment Rebecca needed was on board there were only two extra seats left. Rebecca saw her old lab partner, David Freeman, supervising the loading of the last truck.
"David. Is everything ready?" asked Rebecca.
"Just about, Becca...excuse me, Doctor Chambers." he smiled. "You're the big boss now."
"Rebecca also smiled. "David, I'm leaving you in charge of the team while I go on on ahead with Professor Bauer. I need you to get them there in one piece."
"Will do." answered David. "I don't think Dr. Taylor is going to like that you put me in charge though. She's been talking shit about you for the whole flight. I'll make sure she doesn't cause anymore trouble."
"Thanks, David." said Rebecca before walking off to find Bauer. She found him over near the helicopter talking to Colonel Hammond.
"So how fast does this thing go?" asked Bauer.
"Well, over populated areas we try to stay under 120 knots. You should reach the morgue in under five minues. There's a helipad on the roof across the street." answered the Colonel.
They both turned to face Rebecca as she approached.
"I'm leaving David Freeman in charge of the team until they reach the morgue, Colonel. I assume you will be travelling with them." said Rebecca.
"Yes. I'll be taking a truck with the rest of my men. We'll make sure they get there on time. I should let you two get aboard. I understand time is of the essence."
"Indeed it is, Colonel. Thank you for your assistance."
"My pleasure, Professor. Doctor." he nodded to Rebecca before walking off.
Rebecca and Bauer climbed into the cramped helicopter and strapped themselves in. The pilot turned to Rebecca.
"Dr. Chambers, we have an urgent transmission from Chief Burton for you." he handed her a helmet with microphone and earpiece attached. She put it on.
"Okay, put him through." shouted Rebecca over the growing noise of the rotating blades of the Blackhawk. She heard a click and a voice in her earpiece.
"Rebecca? Are you there?" asked a deep voice.
"Barry. We're on our way to the morgue by helicopter right now"
"That's good to hear. We need you now. One of the possible infected people has disappeared."
A/N: At long last an update. It's been a while... okay a long while but updates should be more regular now. Unless that little life thing gets in the way again, which it has a nasty habit of doing.
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The flight had been an uneventful one so far. Most of the doctors read over reports of T-Virus infections, probable rates of infection and other things that could be useful in case they had to contain an outbreak. Most of the reports had been written by Rebecca in the years after the Raccoon City outbreak in case a similar situation occured somewhere else.
"Just like what could be happening right now." thought Rebecca, checking her watch again. Thirty minutes remained until the plane landed in Denver. The last two and a half hours had seemed like an eternity to Rebecca. She already knew every word in the reports so had just tried to relax during the flight. She had chatted to Bauer for a while before he returned to confusing the young doctor next to him by discussing various complex viral experiments.
Rebecca decided to take another trip to the cockpit to kill a few minutes. Just before she reached the cockpit door the bathroom door ahead opened and Susan Taylor stepped out.
"Susan." Rebecca said calmly.
"Chambers." replied Susan, with barely disguised hostility before roughly brushing past Rebecca.
Rebecca spun around."That's Doctor Chambers. Or you can just call me sir if you prefer."
"Sir?" Susan turned to face her with a smirk. "You think I'm going to call you 'sir'? Get a life, Chambers. I don't know who you screwed to get my promotion, or to get to lead this mission, and I don't really care. All I ask is that you let me be there when you fuck this up." She turned to walk through the curtain to the cabin when Rebecca grabbed her arm.
"I don't know where you come up with this shit and I also don't really care. But what's happenening in Denver is more important than whatever little problems you have with me. I need you to forget about this until we make sure the virus is contained, okay? Then you can complain as much as you want." Rebecca reasoned.
"Whatever." said Susan as she ripped her arm away from Rebecca's grip and walked back to the cabin.
Rebecca sighed and continued towards the cockpit door.
"What a bitch!" thought Rebecca as she entered the cockpit.
"Dr. Chabmers." acknowleged the pilot. "We'll be landing in just under twenty five minutes. Your transport is already waiting just off the runway. I've also just been informed that six police motorcyles and two squad cars have arrived there to escort you to your destination."
"That's good to hear. Are there any delays at Denver?" asked Rebecca.
"We've recieved priority clearance from Denver Control. They've closed off the entire runway for us. There will be no delays, Doctor." answered the co-pilot.
"Okay. Let me know when were about to land." said Rebecca before turning around and leaving the cockpit. When she walked back nto the aircraft's cabin the first thing she noticed was Susan 's icy stare. Rebecca walked back to her seat trying to ignore her.
"Is everything alright?" asked Bauer as Rebecca strapped herself back into her seat. "You look troubled."
"Oh, I'm fine. I ran into Susan back there. She wasn't exactly hapy that I'm in charge and I think I made it worse by pissing her off even more. She didn't seem interested in kissing and making up afterwads." explained Rebecca.
"I'm sure whatever you said to her was well deserved. Perhaps you should consider removing her from the team? If she's going to cause problems it could be for the best." said Bauer.
"No. I can handle Susan. And we might need her in Denver. The zombies might get hungry."
That earned a slight grin from Bauer.
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The last part of the flight remained quiet and twenty minutes later the plane touched down in Denver. Rebecca was the first to the door. The mobile stairs next to the runway had been positioned by the door within seconds. When Rebecca swung the door open she saw the large contingent of vehicles waiting for them. She walked down the stairs to meet a man wearing a military uniform. The man extended his hand to her.
"Dr. Chambers, I presume. I'm Colonel John Hammond, U.S Army. How was your flight?" he asked.
"Nice to meet you, Colonel. It was long and boring. I'm glad to finally be here."
"Well, Doctor, we should have you ready to go in no time. My men will load up the trucks and you team can take Hummers to the morgue. A squad of my men will also go along. There will also be a police escort."
"Yes I've been informed of that." said Rebecca, seeing a group of soldiers already running to unload the plane.
"We also have a spare Blackhawk in the area so we can fly you and two or three others there along with some of your equipment. It should save you a bit of time. If you'll just tell Lieutenant Munroe what you need loaded he'll get it done, double time."
Rebecca reeled off a large number of items that would be needed as the rest of the team disembarked from the plane.
There was a flurry of activity on the runway as both the trucks and the helicopter were loaded. By the time all the equipment Rebecca needed was on board there were only two extra seats left. Rebecca saw her old lab partner, David Freeman, supervising the loading of the last truck.
"David. Is everything ready?" asked Rebecca.
"Just about, Becca...excuse me, Doctor Chambers." he smiled. "You're the big boss now."
"Rebecca also smiled. "David, I'm leaving you in charge of the team while I go on on ahead with Professor Bauer. I need you to get them there in one piece."
"Will do." answered David. "I don't think Dr. Taylor is going to like that you put me in charge though. She's been talking shit about you for the whole flight. I'll make sure she doesn't cause anymore trouble."
"Thanks, David." said Rebecca before walking off to find Bauer. She found him over near the helicopter talking to Colonel Hammond.
"So how fast does this thing go?" asked Bauer.
"Well, over populated areas we try to stay under 120 knots. You should reach the morgue in under five minues. There's a helipad on the roof across the street." answered the Colonel.
They both turned to face Rebecca as she approached.
"I'm leaving David Freeman in charge of the team until they reach the morgue, Colonel. I assume you will be travelling with them." said Rebecca.
"Yes. I'll be taking a truck with the rest of my men. We'll make sure they get there on time. I should let you two get aboard. I understand time is of the essence."
"Indeed it is, Colonel. Thank you for your assistance."
"My pleasure, Professor. Doctor." he nodded to Rebecca before walking off.
Rebecca and Bauer climbed into the cramped helicopter and strapped themselves in. The pilot turned to Rebecca.
"Dr. Chambers, we have an urgent transmission from Chief Burton for you." he handed her a helmet with microphone and earpiece attached. She put it on.
"Okay, put him through." shouted Rebecca over the growing noise of the rotating blades of the Blackhawk. She heard a click and a voice in her earpiece.
"Rebecca? Are you there?" asked a deep voice.
"Barry. We're on our way to the morgue by helicopter right now"
"That's good to hear. We need you now. One of the possible infected people has disappeared."