Drawn to the sound of gunshots, Leon raced to find the source. He found it to be a run-down, possibly abandoned, gas station. He made a quick turn, going around the back. He charges through the back room, and into the rear of the station. With his gun raised, he finds himself face to face with a woman in blue with a Beretta aimed right in his face.
The woman didn't flinch, even having a similar weapon aimed just below her left eye. After a few tense moments, they slowly came to realization: no zombie had the capacity to wield a firearm, much less aim it.
"Jill?" Leon asks.
"Leon?" Jill asks.
They slowly holstered their weapons and embraced each other in a tight hug. Seeing another human in a place so desolate seemed to bring out emotions they would normally keep hidden. It suddenly got uncomfortable when Leon could feel Jill's chest press against his and Jill could feel Leon's well-toned abs and chest against her body. They separate, slightly blushing.
"It's been a while," Jill squeaks.
"Uh…yeah, it has," Leon replies with a slight crack in his voice.
The two nosily clear their throats.
"So, what brings a not-so-nice guy like you out to a place like this?" Jill asks; hand on her hip with a slight eyebrow raise.
"I am Government Man, sent by the government. The government has sent me," Leon replies in a robotic voice. Jill giggles a bit, the first genuinely funny thing she's experienced in a long time. "So, Mistress of Lock-picking, what brings such a fine beauty, such as yourself, to the middle of nowhere?"
"With you here, my reasoning for being here has been confirmed," Jill replies. "The team heard that the government was being all hush-hush about a training facility for their top agents and lost contact with it. I was sent out here to find out if it was true, and if the foul play they experienced was the result of a particular pharmaceutical company."
"Looks like it. I had to pump a couple shots into a Romero extra back at a clothing store."
"That was you? Thank God! I had to put down Doris over there, and she's the reason why this place smells like stale fries and rotten hamburger."
"To be honest, Jill, I'm glad you're here. Makes my first assignment seem more bearable."
The two share a moment of understanding and respect for each other. Jill had to survive a mansion infested with the undead and contend with a rocket launcher carrying monster that may not have been human a month later; Leon had to endure a zombie infested city on the first day on the Raccoon City Police Department and survive on an ocean liner crawling with the reanimated crew and passengers. The moment is lost when their stomachs growl in protest.
"Know any place to eat around here that's no like this?" Leon asks.
"Guess we'll find out," Jill answers.