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"Shouldn't we move her back over?"

Chris Redfield shook his head. "No. She's been through hell and back for that man. Leave her be." Chris cast a glance to the woman next to him. "Same with you. All hell and back that is."

Jill Valentine moved into Chris' body, taking his hand. "Claire isn't the only fool in love, you know."

Chris squeezed her hand lightly. "Before I go any further, let me just reiterate the face that it was beyond stupid for you to come here. You played right into Wesker's hands and if this hadn't gone exactly to plan, Sherry would be dead and only God knows where you'd be."

Jill looked at him. "Are you finished?" she asked flatly.

"Yeah. That pretty much covers it." Chris signed. "Thank you, Jill."

"Welcome Redfield." Valentine leaned up to apply a kiss to his lips. "It's all in a day's work."

They sat in silence for a moment before Jill's stoic voice broke through. "He let us go because he's waiting for the bigger prize Chris. Wesker has something else up his sleeve. He'll come for you, and Claire, and Sherry. He'll come for all of us."

"No. The bastard knew he couldn't stop us. We surprised him. We're safe." Redfield's voice was strong, but it sounded as if he were trying to convince himself too.

Jill picked up on his tone. "Nice try. But I'm not naïve. The worst battle is still coming, I can feel it. All of this was just a precursor."

"Don't you dare think like that." Chris chided.

"And why not?" her face turned bitter. "If Wesker and that Hell Bitch were caught off guard then why are three of our operatives dead? That THING let Claire and I go without a muscle twitch. But, the others …."

"Jill-"

"No, Chris. I saw Emen's cam. She tore them apart without even trying. That fucker barely blinked." She took a deep breath, her eyes narrowing. "They're coming. And it'll be Armageddon."

Despite the aches he felt, Chris Redfield put his arm around Valentine. There was nothing he could say to make her feel better so he settled for simple physical contact. Jill relaxed a bit and nuzzled into his side, careful not to disturb any wounds. They sat in silence for the rest of the journey, letting the sound of the helicopter do the talking for them.

A/N: One more chapter to go and then it's on to the sequel! I'm excited!