Wesker had not left Rebecca's side the entire night. She had not emerged from her catatonic state, either. He was really worried about her. He had started talking about absolutely anything that came to his mind. He was still doing that when Athena came into the room, which he did not notice his attention was so focused on Rebecca.

"I have run out of things to say. I am so unused to talking to anyone like this. I am not talkative on a good day, but if it will bring you back to me, Rebecca, I must try. But, what am I to say to you now?" He held her hand and brushed the hair from her face as she stared blankly at the ceiling. "I could ask you about yourself. I know so little about you. What is your favorite holiday…"

Little did Wesker know that she could hear him, if not consciously. His words brought images to her mind. Images of him and what his life could be like without her, what things could have been for him and Kyna. She should not have interfered. She saw him with Kyna and Athena on Christmas, dressing up their grandchild on Halloween, celebrating Valentine's day, hiding Easter eggs for Chris and Athena's children. She saw happiness and love. Things he could have had if she had not interfered, if she had never gotten involved in his life so intimately.

"…What is your favorite style of music…"

Rebecca saw Wesker dancing cheek to cheek with Kyna at Athena and Chris's wedding. She saw them waltzing at a dinner, dancing playfully around the house. Her mind never registered how some of the things she saw were very uncharacteristic of the man who stole her heart, who claimed to love her.

"…What type of food do you enjoy…"

Wesker and Kyna seated at an Italian restaurant feeding one another and enjoying their wine as a band played in the background in the dim lighting.

"…What is your favorite time of year…"

Wesker teaching his grandchild to ski while Kyna, Athena, and Chris looked on, all of them romping in the snow afterwards. Wesker holding up the child to put the star on the Christmas tree, Kyna taking a picture of the moment.

The questions ended but her images continued as Athena made her presence known to her father. "Dad, we're pulling out in a few hours. Have you rested?" She looked at him closely. "You haven't. I can watch over her while…"

"No!" He snapped. "I will remain by her side until she pulls through this, is that understood?" He glared at her. She nodded and turned to leave.

"I'll let you know when we are ready to go. You should at least pack." She left the room, gently closing the door. It's none of my concern. Let him do what he wishes. He doesn't care anyway. He never has.

She moved toward her and Chris's bags. They were ready to go. Perhaps they could head out ahead of the others. She checked her watch. She did not see why not if Brian was ready to leave. "Chris, I'm going to check with Brian. I'll be back in just a moment. Did you take your meds?"

"Yes," he replied, rolling his eyes. She had asked him the same damn question at least four times. He was surprised she let him out of her sight, and all that had happened was a broken nose. He hated to think what she would be like if he were seriously injured. She nodded distractedly and left to find Brian. She checked his room first but found no one, so she moved on to Terrell's room. She knocked and opened the door when she was given permission.

"Terry, have you seen Brian?" She asked as she saw the man was not in the room.

"I think he went to talk to Greer," he answered as he shoved stuff in his duffle bag.

"Thanks," she replied offhandedly. She turned and made her way back passed her own room to Demetrius's. She again knocked before opening the door. "Hey, Brian. You ready to book. Chris and I are if you are."

"Yeah, just give me a second. He fingered through the book in his hand before handing it back to Demetrius. "I'll look at it some more later."

Greer nodded. "I may as well head out with you. I'm ready as I'll ever be to spend time with more than one Donnelly." He chuckled as Brian shook his fist at him. "You don't have the balls, Donnelly."

Brian growled and left to get his gear. "You two are getting to be quite the handful," Athena commented. She crossed her arms and smirked at him.

"Don't even think it, Sauil." He chucked a pillow at her. She dodged easily and threw it back. He caught it and replaced it where it belonged. "Something troubles you."

"It's nothing. Just ready to put this place behind me and move on where we are all together." She moved to sit on the bed beside him. "What happened, Aquila?"

"Nothing." He double checked his stuff to make sure he had everything.

"Why do I not believe you?"

"Because you assume something out of everything, perhaps?" He picked up his gear and the book he was looking through.

"Aquila…"

"It's nothing, Athena, let it drop." He opened his door and walked outside. She followed him but said nothing more. She shook her head and walked back to her room. His behavior could be looked into later.

"You ready, Ace?" She asked Chris. He nodded and shoulder both their bags. His talking was almost normal but the sight of his blackened face and the packing in his nose made her feel bad. She had done that to him, no matter what he claimed.

"Yeah, let's get out of here." She nodded and started for the truck. He followed until they were almost there then stopped.

"Aren't you going to tell Wesker…"

"No, I am not. He can figure it out on his own."

"He doesn't even know where to go," Chris protested.

"Since when do you care?" She asked as she climbed into the cab of the truck. He threw their bags into the toolbox in the bed before turning and trudging back to the rooms. Athena watched him go, shaking her head. Let him do what he wanted. She would stay right where she was.

Chris knocked on the outside door to Wesker's room. He waited a few moments then knocked again. When no answer came the second time, he tried the knob. The door was locked. "Dammit, Wesker, come to the damn door!" He yelled out. He heard someone coming and moved away from the door. Wesker swung it open and angrily stared at Chris.

"What do you want?" He growled.

"We are leaving and seeing as Athena was disinclined to inform you, here I am." Chris waved his arm. "We are heading for Brian's grandfather's place in West Virginia. You can follow Patrick, Terrell or Isaiah and Elizabeth. Brian and Demetrius are leaving with us."

"Fine." He closed the door and retreated. He would quickly get Rebecca ready and catch up to them.

He gathered Rebecca and their belongings, carrying both to his Jeep. He wondered why Athena would not want to inform him of the move like she had said she would and why she had changed a few hours turn to a few minutes. Something was off. He bundled Rebecca up in the front seat, throwing their gear into the back. He then slid into the front seat and turned the engine as Brian started their little convoy. He held Rebecca's hand as they progressed toward their destination. He hoped she was going to pull through, and that this little detour would not harm her chances.

They were entering Parkersburg when Athena's phone rang. She pulled it from her pocket with a sigh. "Major Wesker," she answered. She listened a moment before sighing again, this time in relief. "Thanks, Isaiah. If you would…Thank you. I appreciate it." She closed her phone and replaced it into her pocket.

"Good news?"

"Sherry is still alive and on the move. Isaiah is taking measures to get her intercepted and brought to us." She leaned over and placed her head on his shoulder.

"That's good to hear."

"You are worried about something." She squeezed his arm. "Claire?"

"Yeah. I know the likelihood that she was in Raccoon is very slim, but I am still worried. Worried about Jill, too."

Athena was silent. She worried about the other woman as well as Gunn. Where were they and how were they were the questions on her mind. She could only hope they found the answers soon. Terrell had not told her if he and Brian had gotten in touch with Gunn. She would have to find out.

The miles and hours passed slowly by as the S.T.A.R.S and Delta teams made their way to the Donnelly farmstead. They were just a few miles out from the farmhouse. Athena was all for them getting there so she could get out of the truck and stretch her legs. She needed to go to the bathroom, too. She yawned and sat up from her place against Chris's arm. He groaned and wriggled the arm. "Thanks. My arm is as numb as it can get." He smiled over at her. She burped softly in response. He rolled his eyes. "Nice. Such a lady."

"Love you, too." She kissed his cheek before stretching. "Tell me we are nearly there."

"How can I do that when I have no idea where we are going?"

She threw him a mock glare and fished her phone from her pocket. She listened to the other end ring a few times before Brian answered. "How much farther… Good, because I really need to piss and if I don't get to soon I'm going to burst… I don't care if it was too much information… That is besides the… Donnelly… You have got to be… I'm hanging up now… Yes, I… Brian, I'll speak to you when… Goodbye, Donnelly." She closed her phone and tossed it onto the dash board. "About ten or fifteen more minutes, then we will be there."

"Got to go, do you? I could pull over and let you get behind a bush," Chris suggested.

Athena smacked him on the arm.

"It's not my fault that your child is weighing on my bladder."

"So, it's my child when you have to pee but it will be your child when it kicks, I'm sure."

"Depends on what it kicks, Darling." She smiled at him sweetly. He snorted and continued driving. He was not going to get into an mock argument they were bound to have time and again.

Athena seemed pleased with the silence that fell, moving to look out her open window. She sniffed the air and sneezed, causing Chris to chuckle. "Hush, you," she chastised him before smelling the air again. Harvest was on the breeze. "Nearly time for Samhain," she commented out of the blue. "I hope they have fall festivals around here. The season would not be the same without them."

Chris glanced over at her and smiled. She looked like an eager child as she rattled on about the season. She seemed to genuinely love autumn and all that came with it. He would have to remember that. Especially if they settled in an area like the one they were driving through. He could make the season great for her and their child.

They continued on for several more minutes before they turned on to what appeared to be a gravel one lane road. Only when they came close to the end did Chris realize it was a driveway to the Donnelly home. They were so secluded from everything. He actually felt mostly safe from Umbrella and the rest of the world. Hell, he felt like he was in another world all together. As he pulled the truck to a stop, he glanced over and saw Athena with her hand on the door.

"You really have to go," he commented. She scowled at him and jumped from the truck, grabbing Brian on her way to the house. The older man looked startled at her behavior but quickly led the way to the bathroom. Chris smiled and stepped from the truck. He stretched, leaving their belongings in the bed until they needed them. His mind was set on checking on Rebecca as Wesker pulled up behind his truck.

Chris walked over and stopped as the hard man rounded the Jeep to check on Rebecca himself. Wesker swung the young woman up into his arms and headed for the farmhouse. Chris decided it was probably best to let them alone. Wesker looked disinclined for any interference. Chris hoped the other man realized that Athena would interfere no matter what Wesker wanted. She was just like that, cared more about things and people than her father.

Athena sighed in content as she stepped from the bathroom. She heard voices in the front of the house and followed them. She saw her father carting Rebecca and talking to Brian. Neither man looked happy. "What's going on?" She asked as she came to their sides.

"Nothing," Brian answered as he started up the stairs. Wesker was right behind him. She watched them ascend, deciding not to follow. She didn't feel like messing with her father at the moment. He looked like he was in a bad mood. So, she waited for Brian to return to the foot of the stairs. Her wait was short.

"Everything alright?" She asked as she looked at his face. He appeared to be upset about something.

"Everything's fine. Would you like me to show you to your room?" His tone was masked and she did not like the implications that held.

"Brian, what is wrong? Did my father do something to upset you? If he did…"

"Don't worry about it, Athena. I'm a big boy and can take care of my own problems." He pushed passed her and toward the other end of the house. She was growing worried but figured it could be best to let him cool down some before talking to him. He could be touchy at times. The fact that he had been normal when she had made him show her the bathroom was reason enough for her to worry. Her father had done something.

Sighing, she decided she should go up the stairs and find out what had happened, what Wesker had said to upset her friend. She hoped he had one hell of an excuse. At the top of the stairs, she stopped to listen. She had no idea which room her father and Rebecca were in, but knew she could locate them with her hearing. When she finally heard her father's voice, she moved down the hall toward him. She stopped outside the door, not wanting to interrupt if he and Rebecca were in a position she should not enter upon. She doubted they would be, but after walking in on them, she had started giving him a little more room. He would not take a repeat of the incident well.

"Rebecca, you have to come out of this. I can't take seeing you like this. Without you, I have nothing worth staying here." Athena froze. The second time in one day. Perhaps she was reading too much into what he said, but she had not had him in her life as much as she wanted. She took it all personal. He had never shown love to her like he did Rebecca and she was his flesh and blood. Did that not mean anything to him?

Shaking her head, she knocked softly on the door. "What?" Her father snapped from inside.

Athena sighed and entered. "How is she?" She moved to his side and looked down on the younger woman.

"I don't know what to do," he replied hopelessly. Athena looked at him and pulled her lips into a thin line. Hopeless was not a Wesker trait.

"I don't either. Talk to her like you have been. I'll have Patrick check her over…"

"There's nothing he can do for her."

"Not if you do not give him the chance. Don't be such a bastard! If you care about her as much as you proclaim, let him look her over. What the fuck could it hurt?" Athena turned to leave. "What did you say to Brian that has him so upset?"

"Did he say I said something?" Wesker turned to look at her. She was upset with him, and her mood had nothing to do with Donnelly or Patrick.

"No, but I am not stupid. He was find until you spoke to him." She lifted a brow and waited.

"I said nothing to him that should have upset him. I just asked for a place to rest Rebecca." He turned his back to her and began fussing over Rebecca again.

"I don't believe you, but I suppose it matters not. I have things to see to." She left the room, slamming the door as she did. Wesker looked over his shoulder but made no move to follow or say anything. His attention was focused on Rebecca for the time being. His childish daughter could wait for a little longer.

Athena searched for Chris, finding him and the other two men with Brian's grandfather in the backyard. She walked up to Redfield and leaned into his side. He said nothing but made note to ask what was wrong before the end of the day. He would place good money on her father. Something about Wesker was eating at her and had been since the morning. Chris kissed her hair then went back to listening to Brian's grandfather's story about one of Brian's adventures as a child.

"So, this must be your leader then?" The elderly man asked after he finished the tale. Brian glanced at Athena and nodded.

"That's her."

"Yer prettier than he said."

"Pap!" Brian yelled. Athena chuckled.

"Thank you Mr. Donnelly. I'm flattered." She nodded her head toward him. "I appreciate you putting us up for a day or two. I am going to make arrangements for my people as soon as possible. We should be out of your hair soon."

"No problem, girl. Besides, that big fella that came in the chopper is right handy to have around."

"Gunn? They are here then?" She looked to Brian.

"Yeah, Ramla is here somewhere. Jill and the fella that escaped with her are staying at a hotel in town. Apparently, he didn't want to be in the way not knowing any of us and all. Jill's suppose to come back out here this evening."

"Where's Gunn? Despite everything, I worry about him."

Brian glanced at his grandfather. The old man shrugged. "'Round back the pigpen, I reckon," the old man offered. She nodded, kissed Chris, and headed in that direction. Chris watched her go closely. The old man noticed. "Ya seem troubled, boy. Something wrong?"

"I have a problem trusting Gunn after everything that happened." He continued to watch Athena until she was out of view. "If he ever does anything to jeopardize her again, I believe he may find himself in a rather difficult position. If Wesker doesn't take care of him, I will."

"I don't understand what possessed him to do what he did. He's never done anything like that before." Brian ran a hand through his hair. "The others should be here soon. Might want to grab a room while you can." Chris nodded. He followed the Brian and Demetrius into the house. The latter man seemed distracted by something.

"Hey, Old Man. What are you up to?" Athena jumped up to sit on the fence beside Gunn. The Scot glanced at her then the pigs. "Surely you could find something better than sitting beside a pigpen."

"Didn't figure anyone woul' come out 'ere an' bother me."

"Is that a hint that I should leave?"

"Ya don't 'ave ta do anythin'. Ya are the major." He would not look at her.

"That I am but this is not a superior situation. We are friends, aren't we, Gunn? I don't want to think after all we have been through, we can't get passed what happened in a city that no longer exists." She placed a hand on his stiff shoulder, which tensed more under her touch.

"Lassie, ya got no reason ta be near me. Why woul' ya wan' ta be my friend?"

"Gunn, I understand what you did. I don't like it, but I understand. I'm a lot like you, and a lot like my father. What you did is something either one of us would nave done, too. Only thing is, is that it didn't work the way you planned. Besides, I doubt it would have killed him as you wished."

"I was angry an' 'onestly, I think I was jealous an' confused. I do no' understand how ya coul' just accept 'im into yer life after so long an' act like nothin' ever happened."

"I was replacing you? Is that what you thought? That I would not have room for you now that my father wanted in my life? Gunn, I would never replace you or send you from my life, though I did worry you would need transferred right after all this happened. I've been worried that I need to do the same with Terry."

"Laddy needs 'is arse kicked fer treatin ya the way 'e 'as been."

Athena chuckled. "Where were you when Chris and Terrell got into a fight? I'm not sure which came out the worst. Chris has put him in his place since then, too, I believe."

Gunn smirked. "Ya did well, Lassie. That lad will take good care of ya."

"You think so. I do hope so." She leaned against the Scot. Gunn put an arm around her.

"Aye, ya did good." He looked down at her for the first time since glancing at her. "What are we goin' ta do now?"

"I'm going to call and get us some homes near here. Should have us all settled within a day or two."

"Goin' ta work yer magic, huh?" He smiled at her. "Ya best get to it then. I'm sure the general will be pleased ta here from ya, anyhow."

"Oh, yes. He'll be thrilled." They both laughed at her dry humor. Perhaps their friendship was not lost.

Around seven in the evening, everyone had arrived at the farmhouse. Wesker had not made an appearance from his room. Chris, Demetrius, and Brian had all disappeared into the barn while Gunn remained with the pigs. Grandpa Donnelly had started getting ready to turn in. Jill, Elizabeth, and Ramla were sitting at the kitchen table talking while Isaiah, Patrick, Billy, and Terrell sat in the family room. Athena was wondering around doing nothing in particular as she talked on the phone with her superior officer. In all, they were adjusting well to the atmospheric change. They had sorely needed it.

Athena had been on the phone, on hold most of the time, with her superior for almost an hour. She had made little progress. He had been very busy and had not seemed to find time yet. She could only hold the phone to her ear and sigh every so often.

"Major Wesker," the general's voice startled her.

"Yes, sir."

"To what do I owe this call, Major?"

"Sir, we need to establish a base of operations now that Raccoon City is no longer on the map. We are currently in the northwestern part of West Virginia. I believe as secluded and desolate as the locale is, it will be more than suitable for what we need."

"And you need the funding and the connections to do this as soon as possible?"

"That is correct, Sir." She held her breath. If she caught him at the wrong time, he would never go along with what she wanted.

"Very well, Major. I have your GPS. The nearest realties are going to be yours lock, stock, and barrel. I hope you like the area, Major, because everything from you other HQ will be moved there and the other holdings sold. Do you understand, Major?"

"Of course, General." She stood at attention despite the fact the general could not see her. Their conversation was drawing to a close.

"Very well, Athena. I wish you and the others well. Is everything going well with your father?"

She had not expected him to make the call personal with him being so busy. "Better than I ever expected, Sir."

"Is there anything I should know about the current situation?" Something in his voice told her he knew something, or at least sensed it.

"Actually, Sir, I am pregnant. Do to certain circumstances, I will only be so for about three months."

"Very well. I will make sure nothing comes your way for at least six months. However, if you see fit to put the team on anything to do with Umbrella, I will allow it. You take care of yourself, Athena."

"I will, Sir. I promise. My father and the father of my child will accept nothing less."

"That is good to hear, Major. I'll let you go now."

"Nice talking to you, General. I'll be waiting for the confirmation of the finalization of the realties."

"Tomorrow evening at the latest, Major."

"Thank you and goodnight, General."

"Goodnight, Major." The general disconnected the call as Athena closed her phone. All was going well. She could only hope things continued in the same manner.