-:-Chapter 7-:-

I opened one eye, looking around. It was dark outside. (Night I guess). I gave my arm a stretch and realized Jorge was sleeping on top of me. I smiled and remember we were kissing before we decided to take a nap. A nap would have did us good. It did me good. I laid my head back, thinking about ealier. We admitted our love for each other. I recently discovered that of all the years I've known him, I did love him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and listened to him soundfully sleep. Just the other day, I was beating up a guy for a bracelet and being put in jail waiting for bail. (Rhymes, wow). But, I guess mainly, now, what brought me more to him, was fighting for our lives. I was kind of thinking about that when he fell asleep before I did. If this is what I truely wanted. If this wasnt just a phase. Then I can look back and remember all the times I felt when i was with him and I truely now believe that of course staying alive is bringing us closer, but us secretly loving each other made us as close as could be. I looked at him softly sleeping and my heart gave a leap. He's so handsome. First time I would say that about a guy. Handsome. It was usually, cute or sexy. but now, its all... Jorge is handsome.

I blushed when I thought that. (wow). I looked down behind the counter to see Julian's body gone. Jorge must have moved it when I was sleeping.

I looked outside again. it was eerie. Not like other nights before this day, when you looked outside and saw how boring it was. Now, you look outside you see a simple move ment and it will send chills up your spine. The wind was howling loudly too. I gave a shudder and held Jorge tightly. He stirred and opened his eyes, "Babe?"

I looked at him, "Yeah?"

"Fox, whats wrong?"

I smiled, "Nothing, just eeried-out."

He laughed, "Eeried-out? Is that even a real word?"

I laughed too, "I have no idea. But thats how I feel at the moment."

"Oh." he said, sitting up.

He sat me on his lap and opened a chocolate bar, eating half and feeding me the other half. "So, you're going to keep calling me Fox?"

He nodded with a smile, "Fox. Evangelina. Babe. I'll have lots of names for you soon, Fox."

I laughed. I didnt care what he called me exactly. As long as it was him calling me. "Do we leave during the morning?"

"Well. I dont know. I've never really been with 'zombie' action." he gave a small laugh when he said that, "I was in Raccoon city for a bit. While it was infested with zombies. I never really got into the action. I was in a helicopter dropping off the other members of U.B.C.S. but i just never went with them. I needed to stay on the helicopter. For survivors. But...no one came. Not even my cousin. Later I found he escaped with a S.T.A.R.S. member named Jill Valentine. But I've never heard from him. Oh.. I'm sorry. I'm just talking. I'll be quiet now."

I laughed, "No, its ok. Its good that you told me that. In a way I guess it shows whats your past. I never knew much about it, except the scar on your stomach was from you were 7 years old trying to ride a bike. Or is it?"

He laughed, "Yes it is. I only have one scar from combat and its on my back." Without even asking, I jumped off the counter, went to his back and lifted his shirt. There, like he said, was a large scar. It looked like a stab, then was sliced upward. "I thought you said you never really saw battle?"

He looked at me, "I never saw Zombie stuff. It was from a training thing. I was pretty young when I joined. But the army wouldnt take me for some reason and I wanted to see action. So with the help of my cousin, I got in. But, I didnt know how realistic the training was going to be. So, I was stabbed."

"Oh." I put his shirt back into place and stood in front of him. "You've played zombie games havent you?" He nodded, "Well, in the games. Isnt it at night when the characters are fighting?"

"Most of the time." he said.

"Well, then shouldnt we leave now?" I asked.

He smiled, "Are you sure? You do know that if one of us dies there is no continue after theres game over, right?"

"Yeah I know."

"So are you sure you want to go?"

"Yes," I said. He nodded and jumped off the counter. "Hey," he said, "Where's Julian's body?" I gave him a weird look, "I thought you took him out or something while I was sleeping." I said.

"No. I was sleeping the whole time. You woke up before me." he said.

I looked at the spot where Julian's body laid and gulped, "Maybe we should get out of here then." I said.

He nodded again and quickly grabbed the back packs and threw candy bars and hard candies in there. He also found juices in the back room and figured they were ok so threw those in there too. I didnt really ask why he was packing so much food but I let it be. when he finished, he gave my handgun again and kissed my forhead, "Everything is going to be fine. I"ll protect you."

I smiled. He was so amazing. (wow). he walked out of the candy store and I slowly followed behind. The air was cold, sending chills up my spine. For some reason, I felt more safe. As if I could dodge and hide in a corner when a zombie was coming and not be seen. (Is that why games were like that?) I closed the door and looked at Jorge, "Still to the train station?" I whispered. He nodded, grabbing my hand. Onward, we walked. I looked around, at the over turned cars. I swear one of them looked my ex-boyfriend's car. Then again, alot of cars looked alike. So I ignored it. Jorge pulled me closer to the train station. One block away. (almost there). I held on to his hand tighter. I was getting scared. (Why?)

BOOM!

An explosion erupted from behind us. I dropped my handgun and fell to the ground. Jorge turned around and looked at what had exploded. It was the candy store we were in. I looked at it shocked. How could it have exploded? Jorge helped me to my feet and took my hand, "Come on." He said.

Before we could look away. A group of men in army suits came running out of the fire. I heard Jorge curse "shit" under his breath and ran off, pulling me with him. I looked back and saw that the army men were coming closer. I looked forward at Jorge who ws struggling to find a way to escape them... I think he was tying to escape them. "STOP WHERE YOU ARE!" one of the army guys yelled.

I wanted to stop. Maybe they were going to help us. But if Jorge was running, then they must not be for the good.

Jorge was grabbing my hand harder, as if afraid I was going to slip and tumble away from him. I tried spreading my fingers as I ran behind him, but as I did, he held my hand tighter. I gave up trying to struggle. "Jorge! Whats going on?"

"Just run!" he yelled and demanded.

I did as I was told. I ran faster, now running at his side. Panting and struggling, I looked back one more time to see the army guys had increased and more were coming after us. I gasped and ran faster looking ahead. There was the train station. "Jorge!" He looked at me and nodded. We ran for the station and both of us slid down the railings and jumping the entrance gates. we stopped at the train Lobby. "Which one do we take?"

he shushed me and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the womans restroom and then a stall. We stood on the toilet. I looked at him, wanting to say 'why did he put us here?' but I knew that I didnt want to take the chance of the army men running in here from the sound of my voice. Outside the restroom, we heard running. When the running was out of ear shot, he picked me up and slowly opened the stall. I held onto his neck as he carried me. Walking he slowly, he stepped back into the lobby and I held onto him tighter, "Be quiet, Foxy." He whispered.

I nodded against his shoulder. I watched as Jorge slowly, qiuetly walked from the restroom to one of the trains. The train he stopped in front of was deserted, with a dead body hanging out of one of the doors. I gulped when I saw this, pressing my head against his shoulder. Opening the door, he walked inside, looking around. Not on zombie in sight. He put me down and sat me on a clean seat. From there, he began to move some bodies out of the train as quietly as he could. The running was returning. Without hesitation, Jorge moved the woman's body that was blocking the doorway and closed it manually with his hands. He then took my hand and pulled me to floor. Pressing his fingers to his lips, I knew I shouldnt make a sound. We laid on the floor pressed together, as the running got closer. Without knowing, I moved my way closer and planted a kiss on his lips. He breath bounced off my lips and I pulled away before I got to carried away. He smiled at me and pressed his fingers to his lips again. This time meaning, no kissing. I laughed internally.

Flashlights steered their way to the Train windows. I wrapped my arms around him slowly, the fear growing in my throat. I could hear them whispering outside, "Where did they go?" - "We have to find them. General's orders?" - "What about General Waters?" - "Dont worry. We'll make sure he's ok." - "Sir, they are no where to be found. Gaining permission to continue search elseWhere, Sir." - "Thats fine. Lets go."

With that, the running went distant. They left. I looked at Jorge who was wide-eyed, staring at the ground. Sweat was pouring out of his forhead. "Jorge," I whispered, "Jorge. They're gone. Its ok."

He looked at me, "They're the ones who took Julian's body. He was lying to us."

"What?"

He sat up and looked at me, "Supposedly Julian said he was a janitor, which is why his combat skills were poor. He was lying and is a faker. Or was. Or at least I think he was."

I looked at him, carressing his face as he grew more worried. "Jorge. I"m confused. What are you trying to say?"

He looked at me, pulling my hands from his face, "Julian really did work for Umbrella and Umbrella X. He was an officer for once of its forces. I dont know which one. They may have a new one. But still," He stood up, looking out the window to make sure they were gone, "He's General Waters. Waters was his last name. If he came here, somethings up."

"Then we should get out of here, right?"

He sighed and looked at me, "I love you, Foxy." was all he said.

I was confused. What was he trying to say. we werent going to leave? (What's going on?) "Jorge? I love you too... but what are you trying to tell me?"

He moved away from the window and helped me to my feet, holding my hands to his chest, "This heart beats for you, Foxy."

"Jorge? Tell me! You're scaring me!" I was on the brink of tears. I didnt know what was going on. It was like he was saying good bye. "Jorge," I pleaded, "Please, tell me whats wrong."

I placed my head on his chest. running his fingers through my hair, he kissed the top of my head and spoke, "I dont think we should just leave." I took in a sharp breath but continued listening, "Babe, I just over heard something. They said that General waters, Julian, will be fine. But he was a zombie and is dead. If they said what I think they said, Umbrella X is experiementing on humans. A virus got out becuase they were experimenting. And now, they are trying to cover it up. They know I'm here and I"m an ex member of U.B.C.S. They know everything." he lifted my head, pressing his forhead on mine, "I cant let Raccoon City happen all over again. I"m sorry, Foxy."

A tear fell from his eye, falling on my cheek. I knew what he meant. He was saying everything...as in... if he doesnt live through this and I do, he wants me to know how much he loves me.

I nodded and gave him a hug, "I wont leave your side. If you're going to do this, I"m going to help you."

He looked at me sternly, "Are you sure?" he said. I nodded, "Yes."

He gave me a long passionette kiss, making those butterflies fluttler all over again in my belly. He let me go and went to control panel, turning on the train. Sitting down, I grabbed my hand gun and stared at it carefully. (I will learn. I will be an expert. I will help you, Jorge.)