AN: Ok it's been one heck of while and I apologise profusely, I've been busy with coursework and the other stuff in reality, so here I finally post the final instalment of this fic, its not brilliant but I'm looking on to the next in the possible series. I know there are a few possible plot holes, but I wanted to get this up and out the way as soon as. Anyway as always read, enjoy and review
"Carlos! What the….?" Jill's voice held an underlying tone of sheer annoyance, although Carlos didn't seem to notice.
"Where's Alice? We need to get out of here and fast," Carlos stated as he granted himself entry into the room.
"Well she's just had a shower, you know to clean the cut she sustained earlier," Jill's level of annoyance was about to go on overtime.
Alice had heard clearly the short exchange in the other room and desperately wanted to take Jill in her arms and calm the bubbling rage that was waiting to explode, full throttle at their somewhat naive comrade.
"Carlos, I hear what you're saying and we'll leave now, go down and start the car," Alice instructed once she had entered the room, feeling Jill's eyes burning into her. "Wait a second, who is that kid? She's infected."
"How do you know that?" Jill's curiosity got the better of her, her sharp wit back in full force.
"Because she's infected too," The dark haired child spoke quietly as she stepped fully into the room. "I'm Angela Ashford, Carlos found me," Angela then proceeded to explain about her past, her father and how she became infected, as she allowed Alice to inspect her arm.
"Don't worry Angie, you're safe with us now," Alice reassured the nervous child with a warm, genuine smile as they made their way cautiously towards their vehicle.
Carlos was once again driving whilst Jill and Alice took the back seat and little Angela rode up front in the passenger seat beside Carlos, her eyes darting nervously as she observed the carnage that was once Racoon City.
Carlos seeing a handful of the walking dead straight ahead in the road, put his foot down on the gas as the car picked up speed before hurtling into the zombies, some bouncing off the front of the car, groaning in their eerie way, as little Angie buried her face in her hands.
Jill however gripped Alice's hand tightly, which made Alice smile in consequence. A smile which Jill caught and had to return with a slight blush, forgetting about her tough cop front she wore like a suit of armour.
Closing her eyes, Alice let her mind wander to what she would do if they escaped the city. She saw herself just settling down somewhere quiet, maybe at the coast somewhere. However she was sure she wanted to stay in contact with Jill, her Jill who made her feel normal once again, made her feel alive. Also from what she understood Angela was pretty much orphaned, her Dad had been killed by an executive of Umbrella and her Mum was probably dead too. Alice couldn't help but imagine her new life without Jill and little Angie included, it felt right. She wanted to protect them both, be there for them. Carlos however she wasn't so sure about, on the one hand he seemed a genuine and decent guy, but on the other she knew he irritated Jill and if she wanted Jill then she'd do her best to keep her as happy as possible. Even if that meant separating from one of the team.
"The helicopter's in sight!" Carlos exclaimed, a hint of excitement seeping through in his voice, which dragged Alice viciously from her thoughts. "We're going to make it!"
"You hear that Angie? Everything's going to be OK," Jill's optimism was beginning to show as she kept the girl as settled as could be, the car continuing to hurtle towards their destination.
Shutting the car off, Carlos and the others left the vehicle, abandoning it in favour of the big, black mechanical bird before them, their one and only chance of escaping the somewhat doomed City. Alice taking little Angie's hand and hurrying them both on, following Jill and Carlos. Carlos took charge and headed for the front, aiming to ensure that their escape went as smoothly as possible.
"Hurry it up Carlos! There's more of the flesh-eating bastards coming!" Jill hollered as she fumbled with her handgun clip, trying desperately to reload although her sweaty palms were making it somewhat impossible. Alice meanwhile focused on trying to close the back entrance to the helicopter, in order to bide Carlos a bit more time.
"We're going up!" The roar of the engine coming into life made it near impossible to hear Carlos' voice, although it didn't really matter, the team were escaping the city.
Jill and Alice sat side by side, hands held, fingers entwined as they both inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Little Angela was sprawled across the seats opposite, fast asleep by the time they were miles away from the wreck that was Racoon City, on their way to freedom, safety and a new life.
Or So They Thought …