Sorry for the late update, I've been a lazy drained Mimi recently! Hopefully my brains back in gear and I can churn out a few more chapters!! Note I use the name Licker for the err licker, even though Hunk wouldn't call it a Licker cos the Racoon city police gave the licker its name...licker. But I don't know what its name was according to Umbrella (prolly BOW 4456 or something boring like that) so I'm using the name licker

I dedicate this to VISA for helping me buy so much cak while I was on holiday!

Whooooooooooop on with the scary show....

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I knew leaving Alabama alone with Naomi would be a bad idea, I get back from getting medical supplies and she's in a state. Naomi couldn't stop shaking, and only looked at me when I made her, even then she couldn't look me in the eye. What the hell has he said to her? Granted, she didn't look at Alabama either...but he did have a good hold on her hand...I have to admit that I was jealous. I didn't want him holding her hand, comforting her...Bullshit that he was asking her about what happened. He's told her something about me, something she shouldn't know...Well whatever he told her goes double for him, but I'm sure he left that bit out. I've already started cleaning up her head, it wasn't a bad cut at all, just bled a lot more than it should have. She pulled away from me the moment I put antiseptic on her wound, I muttered an apology which now I wish I didn't. I don't tend to apologise to people...and Alabama knows that. If I'm lucky he didn't hear me...We've all made good use of the painkillers, thankfully they work pretty fast, my headaches gone and that pain in my sides just become a dull ache. A dull ache I can deal with, it's that stabbing pain that I hate. I'm such a wimp sometimes...I pull out a cigarette, Alabama stares at me, hell I'm not offering him one, I've only got a few left and I'm not going to waste one on him. I'm waiting for a sarcastic comment "Oh so you're apologising to people now but you still don't have the common courtesy to offer people a cigarette?" but he hasn't said a word yet. He wants to make a good impression on Naomi no doubt. He didn't hide his contempt for me very well though. I'm going to have to think on my feet here. When I went to get the supplies I told myself to think all this through. Truth is I should have killed Naomi first time I saw her, I should have never helped her. If all I did was let her live and tag along, it would have made my life easier but no, I've told her things...Things that are classified. I've let myself create feelings for her...and I'm sure she has feelings for me...It's a mess, a mess I could handle with any other Umbrella employee....except Alabama. He'll take great pleasure in bringing me down. Umbrella won't be happy with this, not one bit of it. Firstly, I've told her a lot of shit she shouldn't know, and secondly, because of the nature of my job I am not allowed to have any kind of serious relationship. I mean I am a man after all, they don't mind the odd girl here and there, but a relationship is a big no no with Umbrella. Same goes with Alabama...and its quite obvious that Naomi is more than just another girl to me at the moment, but my story will be that she's cute, she's helped me out in a couple of tricky situations and thought it would be best to keep her around for a bit. And of course, maybe for something a little more....adult. Alabama's done it himself countless times on various missions, although his little friends always end up dying in the worst possible ways you could ever imagine. He gets off on it. He like's the power. I'm not like that....at least I hope I'm not...God when did I start caring like this? Naomi's still shaking...I want to ask her what was said when I was gone...what made her so upset? So scared...But not with Alabama here. He's staring at her now, smiling...no leering. I don't want him looking at her like that...I swear if he doesn't stop I'm going to...

"I....I'm....gonna go clean up....and stuff...." Naomi's picked up her things and left the room before I can even say a word...I should go with her, and check that wherever she's going is safe...but this now gives me a chance to talk to Alabama...Naomi will be fine. I secured this floor and the next, so she'll be fine, and she took the gun. If anything does happen, I'll hear her scream...

"She's a pretty one there. You really have surprised me Hunk...Are you ever going to offer me a cigarette?" Alabama. Damn, I hate everything about him, including that smug voice...

"Get your own." Why should I waste mine on him? He just shrugs and pulls a full pack out of his pocket. He was going to gladly take one of mine when he had a full pack in his pocket! Typical...He's got that smug look on his face again, he knows he's got something on me now, and he's going to take full advantage of this.

"So...What is she to you? Why the hell are you taking care of her like this? You're only going to shoot her later......aren't you?" Shoot her later? Yes...that's what I should do according to the rules...

"Why not look after her? She's helped me out of a few situations. It's always good to have bait, if I keep her healthy she'll move faster, wont get in my way so much..."  God, I've made Naomi sound like some sort of animal...But that's what I want isn't it? Too make it sound like I don't care...

"And she's cute, don't forget that Hunk...You fucked her yet?" If I wasn't so far away from him I probably would have punched him in the face.

"What's that got to do with you?" He's laughing now, like this is all some kind of joke.

"Hey don't get all defensive...I'll take that as a no then. Well, I guess your mission didn't go to plan...that's why you're here. Right?" He knew he was getting on my nerves so he quickly changes the conversation and now he's smirking again. He knows something else...or he's done something...damn him.

"We underestimated Birkin, he injected himself with the G-virus. Took out my whole team, I got away with a sample though." Best to leave out the running for my life part, I don't want to give him any more reason to laugh at me...

"Humm Birkin was always a tricky one, you never really knew what was going on in his head. Well, my mission fucked up as well. There's a rouge nemesis loose, its memories haven't been completely wiped which makes it a liability. I and my team were sent in to capture it and take it back for research, but the little boys got scared and ran away. Now it's up to me to get the nemesis back." I bet Alabama messed up somewhere, he was never a good leader.

"I think we ran into that nemesis, a few blocks away from here, it headed back into the buildings." He just nods his head...I can tell he already knew that. Damn he must have been watching us...Shit that ruins my story. If I was keeping Naomi around just to use for my protection, I would have let nemesis get her, letting me get away safely. Damn it.

"How much have you told her? We have to get our stories straight, I don't want to slip up and tell her something I shouldn't..." How much have I told her? How about everything. This is bad...I hate having to think on my feet, usually I carefully plan everything, down to the smallest detail so I never have to be in a situation like this...but this whole incident...this is bad.

"She knows about the T-Virus, and G-Virus. She knows Umbrella created all of this, and that we clean up Umbrellas problems...She figured out the truth on her own, she deserves to know the truth...Her life's ruined now...and anyway, she's going to die no matter what so who cares what she knows now!" I left out the part where I told Naomi about how Umbrella created the t-virus and everything else...he doesn't need to know that, and if he did, he has the authority to shoot me straight away, I don't feel like getting a bullet in the brain today...Damn, this is so unlike me and Alabama knows it. Usually I'm a stickler for rules and regulations, I never step over the line, but here, with Naomi, it seems that there are no rules anymore...Alabama just nods. He's going along with this, probably so he can hold it above my head when we get back to base, blackmail me into taking up a security position in Alaska...I stand in silence for a while, Alabama's watching the door, waiting for Naomi to come back...it's been a while now...

"So...are you going to help me capture the Nemesis or what? We're both heading for the same pick up point, you might as well help out..." I have to. It's the rules. As long as my mission isn't compromised then I have to help. Great.

"Fine. But don't expect any miracles. That Nemesis is stronger than usual, it's also more erratic." Never thought I'd say that, the nemesis is the most erratic B.O.W out there, it has the ability to think, to change its actions according to the situation. Most other B.O.W's just follow a set pattern, run, jump, bite, slash, kill. But the Nemesis can adapt...

"I know. I have no B.O.W. Gas left either. There's a storage facility near by though, I was told there is a good supply of the gas available. If we make it there, we could set up a trap..." Idiot. How would we get the Nemesis to the pick up point?

"There's still the problem of transporting the Nemesis to the pick up point, all roads have been blocked off so there's no chance of using a truck. We should take the gas to the pick up point, set up a trap in the area...If we try perhaps a garage, or small office building, a room we could contain the gas in. We could lure the Nemesis in, set of a small canister of gas, and pump it full of bullets till it goes down. They did give you a sedative right?" He's giving me a "do you think I'm stupid" look while he's patting the top right hand pocket in his jacket. I just nod. See this is why they make me the default leader when we are working together, yes we have the same rank, but he doesn't really have the leadership skills needed for missions like these. He's only got to where he is now for being a ruthless killer. No matter what tactics he uses, he gets the job done, and Umbrella doesn't care how you do it, just that it gets done.  He's looking to the door again....Naomi should have been back by now...Maybe she's too scared to come back...

"What did you say to Naomi? When I was gone..." He's smirking again.

"Just told her a few home truths...she deserves to know the truth....right?" He's laughing, using what I've said and throwing it back in my face. Damn wish I didn't say that now...I shouldn't have said it, god I really shouldn't have said it! She deserves to know the truth? Agh why didn't I think before I spoke there! Of course she deservers to know the truth, but from Umbrellas point of view she doesn't. And Umbrellas point of view should be my point of view. That one little sentence has blown it for me, I know it...But...I still  wonder, what the hell has he told her?

"Whose truth, yours?" He nods. He's lied to her, told her something about me that's scared her so much she cant even look at me any more...

"Damn it what did you say to her?!" I raised my voice, I shouldn't have. He knows that I care about this...

"Do you care that she thinks you're a murdering rapist? Hell you're just going to kill her later on anyway...." What? No wonder Naomi couldn't look at me. How dare he say something like that! My bodies reacted before I've thought this through, I've jumped over the table and grabbed him by his jacket...What the hell just go with the flow.

"WHAT THE HELLS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY WOULD YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO HER?!" He's just smiling again at me, laughing. Damn that self confident smirk.

"Hey calm down, maybe saying you raped someone was going a bit too far, but you can't say you have never murdered someone in cold blood. Murdered innocents. She's a cute girl, just didn't want her to get too complacent with you...hell I want my turn as well." He sniggers at his last comment. Jerk. I'm going to beat him so hard....

"GET DOWN!" The two main doors crash open and Naomi jumps into the room, skidding on the floor and under the table as a lickers tongue lashes out at her. It narrowly misses and reels its tongue back in as it scuttles towards us. Shit my guns on the other side of the room, Alabama's shoved me off him and has already pumped 4 bullets into its exposed brain.

"Are you ok Naomi?" Alabama's helping Naomi up from under the table. I don't think she saw us fighting...I hope she didn't see us, from what Alabama's told her, it would just scare her...

"Yeh...it...it just came through the window at the top of the stairs..." She looks at me and gives me a little smile. Her eyes are watering up again, she's going to cry, but she's forcing herself not too. I quickly shove most of the medical supplies into my bag, we should get moving...

"Why didn't you shout for us? We would have come running you know..." Alabama gives her a cocky smile and wink...Naomi just shakes her head...

"No, it was following me, I think it was just toying with me, if I ran it would have killed me in a second, so I just walked like I didn't know it was there..." Brave. I would have turned round and shot it, but she's not that good a shot so what she did was probably for the best...

"We should get moving now." Naomi nods at me and ties her jacket round her waist. Alabama picks up his kit and starts to walk to the door.

"I'll go up front, I know where the storage facility is, we get the gas then move on to the pick up point. Naomi you stay close behind me ok, Hunk you got our backs..." Bastard, trying to act like he knows what he's doing, acting the leader.

"I thought we were going to try and get out of this city...why are we going to a...thingy to get gas?" Shit, will she be happy to try and take down a nemesis with us? I doubt it.

"It's that nemesis. There's a gas that makes it more vulnerable, enough gas would kill it, but there's never enough in one place, it costs a lot to make a B.O.W, Umbrella don't like to lose money. This storage facility has some, if we come in contact with the nemesis again, we would at least have a fighting chance. So we get the gas first...then go home." Alabama smiles at her, she's got her back to me but I know she's not smiling. I can by the way her shoulders dropped the moment he said home. This is her home, and her home's gone now. Alabama's too stupid to realise he's upset her, he just turns and walks out of the room.

"Hunk...I just wanted to say that...even though Alabama has told me that you...well I just don't really believe that you could hurt me so...I'm just sorry ok...I mean I just, I trust you..." She has no reason to be sorry, it's Alabama who should be sorry. I don't know what to say to her now, she has no reason to trust me, after all the lies I've told her, and who I work for...No one's ever trusted me like that, not even other Umbrella employees....

"Thank you Naomi...What Alabama told you it's...it's not true...just watch your back with him ok?" She frowns a little, I shouldn't have said that, probably got her mind running in circles, who should she trust...but I have to warn her don't I? I mean he is one sick son of a bitch, I don't want her to drop her guard...As Naomi turns to walk through the door she takes a deep breath and smiles at me and I give her one back...Alabama's waiting at the front door.

"There's four dogs out there, I say we make a run for it." Ha, one of us, probably Naomi, would most definitely get bitten by one of the dogs if we just run for it. Again another example of why Alabama should be banned from leading anything...

"Why don't we just, like, open the doors, the dogs run in and we run out? Then we can lock them in here!" Naomi's put on a big grin, obviously proud of her idea, its not a bad one either...we can use the carcass of the licker to our advantage..

"She's right, two of us hide behind the reception area there..." I point over to the reception desk, its just basically one big hold in the wall, to get into the reception you have to go through a door.

"One of us opens the main door, hide behind it, the dogs run in and get distracted by our....friend over there..." I nod towards the licker that nearly took out Naomi. When Alabama shot it, it fell backwards, back into the corridor.

"The dogs run over to it, the two jump over the reception, and we all run through the door and shut it on the dogs. We'd have to be careful, we don't really know what else is out there..." Looking out of one of the windows, the street still seems to be clear, but you never know. Most of the loose B.O.W's were produced for use in urban areas, meaning that they can hide effectively, then again it is the day time and most will probably be asleep somewhere, but I'm not going to drop my guard around here...

"Whose going to open the door then..." Alabama's smiling at me....smug bastard.

"How about our fearless leader..." I mutter this under my breath, but I know Alabama heard me, his smug smile has turned into a glare...

"Ok...I will. You two hide and get ready to jump over that reception desk when the dogs reach the B.O.W....if you're too slow I'll shut the door on you." That's aimed at me, he would love to have me trapped in here while he escapes with Naomi...I hold the reception door open for Naomi, Alabama's staring at me, I stare back...

"Are you coming or what?" It's Naomi, she's interrupted out staring contest...good, we're acting like we're back in grade school...I nod to Alabama just as Naomi ducks down under the reception desk, I just had a thought, will she be able to jump over fast enough?

"I'm opening the door now, get ready children..." Shit no not yet....no time he's already opened the door, Naomi's tugging on my leg, I get down beside her, if I stay standing up the dogs would notice me then probably jump over into reception...or go for Alabama, damn should have stayed standing up...I can hear the dogs run into the corridor, and hear Alabama's footsteps out the door, Naomi nods at me and we both jump over the desk. I'm surprised she was able to do it, she gets through the door first, I take a quick look back, the dogs have only just realised what we've done to them, they have started to turn round and come back, but only to have the door shut in their faces again by me.

"It's so quiet...." Naomi's whispering, scanning the street, don't know what for...survivors perhaps? She's realised I'm staring at her, she mouths I'm ok and smiles...that warm sweet smile, will she ever smile like that for Alabama? I hope not, he doesn't deserve it...

"We should move on...Naomi, are you ok to go on?" Alabama had to ask Naomi before she'll tell him she's ok, I on the other hand just had to look at her...I'm acting like a kid, this isn't a competition...even if it was, I'd win anyway...

"Yeh, I'm fine, let's go..." Alabama's started off down the street, with Naomi following close behind him. I'm just standing here, watching them...Something's wrong, I can still hear the now all too familiar sounds of roaming zombies, but there's something else now, why cant I put my finger on it? Naomi and Alabama are quite ahead of me now, Naomi's turned round and is waving at me, beckoning me to catch up, I don't think Alabama's even noticed I'm not there...There's someone, or something watching us, I can just feel it...It's like this sixth sense I have when something bad is about to happen...I have to catch up with those two and warn them. No, God, too late, I don't believe it. The Nemesis. It's crashed out in front of Alabama, he's standing there staring at it, in shock probably.

"GET DOWN I'LL COVER YOU!" I'm still on the clinics stairs which gives me a good clear shot of the Nemesis. Naomi's ducked into an ally way, out of shot, Alabama's dived between the Nemesis legs...I almost laughed.

"HUNK, SHOOT NOW!" He's shouting but doesn't sound all that loud to me, I didn't realised how far away they really were...I shoot a few times at its head, but it takes no notice of the shots, am I too far away? What's it doing? It hasn't taken any notice of Alabama. It's just standing there, staring ahead...no, not ahead, at the alleyway...at Naomi. Shit. What's it going to do?

"NAOMI! NO DON'T!" Why is Alabama shouting at Naomi? What the hell is she doing? The nemesis is moving forward...no shit it's started to run into the alleyway. Damn it Naomi must have started running! It's running after her! I'm already following, I can't let it get her, this is all happening so fast, just like when Birkin injected himself with the G-Virus, I'm already at the alleyway but damn it, it splits into two, left or right...

"Which way did they go?!" Alabama's scrambling to his feet, shock plastered all over his face, he didn't expect the nemesis to act like that. He's nodded to the right. I'm not waiting for him, I've already started to run.