Ada awoke with a groan, having found herself lying on the floor.

"I have got to be more careful," she sighed as she placed a hand to her throbbing head.

Once she'd recovered enough, she was straight on the phone to Leon.

"Ada!" came the startled reply.

"There's something you need to know, Leon."

Leon awaited what Ada was about to tell him.

"Simmons has created a double of me," she informed him. "Her names Carla Radames, though she rather prefers Ada Wong."

Leon sighed at the news. It wasn't bad enough that there was one Ada, but two.

"She'd taken Sherry Birkin and Jake Muller hostage at one point, only now Simmons is on the hunt for them."

"I don't understand?"Leon now frowned.

"He's after Jake, the boys Wesker's son. He has antibodies to the virus."

"And if Simmons gets his hands on him... Alright, I'm on it. Thanks Ada."

She then cut the call to head out in search of Carla once again.

xXx

Having gotten Deborah to safety, Leon was now on the phone to Hunnigan.

"Leon!" Hunnigan smiled at seeing him.

"We're gonna need..." He stopped as someone caught their attention.

"Leon Kennedy!"

Leon furrowed his brows until the very person that had said his name walked into view.

"You know the President spoke highly of you," Simmons decided to enter the conversation now.

"Likewise," Leon replied. "He told me you'd been friends for thirty years."

"And is it true, you and Agent Harper were the only ones present at the time of his death?"

"What are you saying?" Leon glared at him.

"You must at least be aware you two are both suspects in the attack?"

At this Helena walked over after leaving her sister to rest a little.

"Simmons!" she scowled at him.

"Ah, Agent Harper. At the time of the attack you had abandoned your post, leaving the President vulnerable. You must admit such behaviour is suspicious."

Responding with something like 'I was told to take a break' wouldn't go down very well as it had been the President that had allowed her a little time off while he was in the office talking.

"You son of a bitch!" she snapped. "You're the one who planned all this!"

"Oh, so now you're openly accusing me?" he chuckled before turning serious once again. "I am the National Security Advisor. It's my job to prevent terrorist attacks, not cause them."

"You liar!" Helena screamed.

"Helena!" Leon turned to her to calm her down.

"I look forward to seeing you both turn yourselves in," he glared at them before glancing at Hunnigan, who turned away from his gaze. "That's if you value your innocence."

The connection was then cut from Hunnigan's end.

"I'm gonna make sure he pays!" Helena vowed.

"Mind clueing me in now?" Leon frowned at her

Helena looked over at her sister, making sure she was out of earshot.

"I helped Simmons breach the President's security," she told him with her head lowered slightly.

Leon turned away with a sigh.

"I had to for my sister," she continued. "I..."

"You had no other choice," he replied softly now.

"Leon?" she called to him, wondering why he was letting her off so easily.

"I'll get Hunnigan to a call someone in for your sister then I'm going after Simmons."

"I'm going with you," she told him straight.

"What about your sister?"

Helena looked back at her with a shake of her head. "She needs space right now. I'm not exactly the one to be with her at the moment."

"Alright," Leon nodded. "Let's go clear our names, but first your sister."

oOo

"Hunnigan," he called the woman once again, wondering if Simmons was still there.

"Leon," Hunnigan greeted.

"Where's Simmons?" he asked.

"He left in a hurry after getting a phone call. He looked pretty angry."

"Any idea where he's going?"

"Hang on a sec," she told him as she quickly typed away on the keyboard. "China!"

"China?"

"Leon, you need to..."

"I know, listen we need someone to come pick up Helena's sister."

"Helena's sister?" Hunnigan pondered.

"I'll explain everything later, right now we just need her taken to safety."

"Alright, I'll have someone sent to your location immediately. Don't hang around."

"Yeah, we know." he sighed as he watched Helena talk with her sister.

"You always go in my time of need!"

"I know and I'm sorry," Helena was now heard sighing as Leon approached.

"They're coming to pick her up, we'd better get out of here."

"Alright," Helena nodded glumly. "I'll see you again as soon as all this is over with."

Deborah didn't say anything in response, leaving Helena to get pulled away by Leon as soon as he saw the car making a turn to then stop.

"Deborah Harper?" the man questioned as he stepped from the vehicle.

She nodded as he then held up a badge to show he was with the same service as Leon had shown her, allowing them to take her away to safety before any of the infected showed up.

xXx

It hadn't been an easy task for the pair to escape what with them having to run from a tank of all things, luckily Jake had used the thing to his advantage to get him across to some pretty expensive cars that were on show. He wasn't interested in them though, he was more interested in the red bike which would be more easy for them to escape with after all. And stealing this was just like stealing pocket money from the person he was about to steal it from anyway. The mansion they were in must have cost millions, if not billions.

"Hang on, Sherry. I just found us a way out of this place." He shouted back to her as she took cover from the heavy fire of the J'avo.

"Alright!" she shouted back, hoping he'd get to her soon as those things were closing in on her and fast.

Jake revved up the engine and was by her side in an instant.

"Climb on!" he shouted.

Quickly getting to her feet, she climbed on the back to wrap her arms around him as she'd once done back in the snowy mountains.

"Hang on, now!" he warned as he revved the engine once again.

Jake took the stairs to jump right over the tank and have them land right outside of the mansions grounds, he took the pathway which then led them out onto the motorway. Which thankfully wasn't that busy, seems everyone was in bed and too right too as it was past midnight.

"How you holding up, Sherry?" he asked.

"I'm fine," she lied, though he could plainly tell she was lying through her teeth. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as she dealt with the uncomfortable ride.

"I'm actually glad Claire has a car now instead," she told him.

"Who's Claire?"

"Chris' sister," she went on to explain. "She and Leo..."

She didn't get the chance to finish as a hail of bullets now showered them. Sherry shrieked and Jake quickly ducked his head down to then look in the mirror.

"These fuckers just won't give up!" he growled as he revved the bike to increase their speed. "Hold on, Sherry!"

If he though she couldn't get her arms around him any tighter he was wrong, but somehow feeling her face pressed against his back and her arms around his waist and her body heat seeping into him was quite a comfort. He'd never actually been with a woman in a serious relationship before, as he'd never taken that much interest in women. He'd cared for his sick mother, but that was his mother. He'd no intentions of settling down with anyone, probably because he didn't want to impregnate a woman, then up and leave her as his dad had done with his mum.

Admitted he found the woman a little annoying, and had only told her he'd stay with her because of the money he'd get by the end of it. Yep, that was it the money. He couldn't not think about his sweet fifty million dollars, all thanks to the sake of his insane father. So that was something good his crazy dad had left for him.

"Jake!" Sherry now called, breaking him from his thoughts.

Yep, she was annoying alright.

"What?" he asked sharply.

"It's gone," she pointed out.

He'd been so engrossed in his thoughts he clearly hadn't even realised the attack helicopter was now gone.

"Must have given up," he thought with a smile.

"I wouldn't think so," Sherry now burst his bubble.

Jake couldn't help but shake his head.

"Look there!" she now pointed up ahead.

"I have eyes!" he snapped back angrily, making her lower her arm. "Well, you know what to do!"

She pulled out her pistol and aimed it at the J'avo that were now trying to box them in while also avoiding the few cars on the road with them. Sherry felt bad for shooting the bikes, as that now caused a small collision with the poor unfortunates who were driving home from work or even out working, whatever the case may be.

"Hang on tight!" he warned before taking a sharp turn that left most of the J'avo behind.

Pulling into an alleyway, he now had to dodge any bins or boxes and whatnot left out by the people living in the flats. He could feel Sherry move slightly behind him, possibly trying her best to get comfortable.

"Hold still!" he told her as he narrowly missed a bag of rubbish.

"Sorry," she apologised. "It's really starting to hurt."

"Next time I'll steal a limo," he replied sarcastically.

Soon he was making another sharp turn back onto the road again, only this time it was blocked off by a large scaffold. Not thinking twice whether it would hold their weight and the bike, he decided to risk it and drive up. Luckily it was holding, but there was another problem. The pair had to raise an arm in order to shield their eyes as a bright search light was pointed right at them.

"You again!" Jake snarled as he drove the bike off the scaffold to get to floor level once again.

Sherry was now pulling out her phone after hearing it ringing in her pocket.

"Now's not really a good time, sir." She told the one who'd called her. "Yes, we just got out of there. We're now in the middle of...Jake!"

"I've got it!" he frowned as he dodged a car that had just now been blasted off the road by a missile.

"We're currently being chased by an attack helicopter."

"Quite flashy too!" Jake added.

"Yes. No, we're...yes. Wait, you're already here?"

"Good then maybe he can take care of these clowns for us!" Jake frowned.

"Thank you!" she smiled despite their situation. "Yes, I'll let him know."

"Let me know what?" Jake questioned as Sherry looked to her phone.

"He's sent me the coordinates of where we're going to meet," she informed him.

"Alright, so where?"

"The Kwun Lung Building in Koochenge, it's not far from here. Take a right up ahead."

He nodded as he just narrowly missed yet another missile.

"Stop with the missiles!" Jake yelled in vain.

He expected something witty back from Sherry, but she said nothing in return. Instead she used her pistol to shoot back at the helicopter. The thing was like a pea shooter to the heavy plated thing, but the sound of the bullets hitting it must have put them off as they were now heading for higher ground.

"Good work, Sherry. You drove them off." He laughed.

"Enough with the stupid remarks," she scolded him. "Can't you see they're after someone else."

She was right about that as what looked to be a rocket or something was fired into the air, hitting the helicopter.

"Huh, wonder who..."

He was cut short as more J'avo wormed their way out of the woodwork to cut them off. Jake lost control and drove the pair over a ramp, which lead them to an open deserted market place. The bike was clearly no use to them now as it hit a gas canister and exploded.

"Well there goes our ride," he sighed.

"Forget the bike, we have bigger problems!"

Bigger problems indeed as they were now surrounded by those mask wearing J'avo.