A bright light woke Julianna the next morning, making her groan and bury herself deeper into her blankets. She kept her eyes closed tightly, determined to wake up as slowly as possible. She still remembered in vivid detail the night before and had hoped that it was all just a bad dream. When her eyes cracked open a bit, however, she was faced with the harsh reality that she was, indeed, still here. Didn't hurt to hope, I guess, Julianna thought, stretching her arms and yawning. She didn't necessarily need to sleep again, but the fact that the bed was quite comfortable had made it difficult not to sleep again. Rolling over onto her back, Julianna briefly stared at the canopy above her, taking the opportunity to listen carefully to the activity around her.

It wasn't hard to hear much though her inhuman hearing was mostly to thank for that. She could hear some people moving around slowly, bringing themselves to the waking worlds. Others were showering, some dressing, most walking around their rooms. It should have been strange that she was able to know that just by listening, but oddly it wasn't.

She was snapped out of her observations by the sounds of her door unlocking, thinking momentarily that it was that blonde man again- Wesker, was it? After all, the footsteps were rather heavy. Whoever it was, was chattering about something that she couldn't quite make out, not that she was interested of course. The door then opened, allowing the owner of the footsteps inside, Julianna sitting up quickly in anticipation for another fight.

She almost fell out of the bed, however, when she saw that it wasn't Wesker, but a young woman.

By appearances, the woman appeared to be more child than anything; her pale face was heart shaped with doe-like brown eyes, a small nose, and full lips painted a light pink. Her wavy black hair was tied up and out of her face by a violet ribbon. Her clothes seemed rather simple as well- a green long sleeved turtle neck and black skinny jeans with black and white shoes on her feet. Those inquisitive eyes looked about the room before settling on Julianna finally. A bright smile crossed her face as she closed the door and practically trotted over to her bedside.

'Good morning!" she said in an airy voice, sitting down beside Julianna, who simply looked to the left and right awkwardly. 'How did you sleep?"

'…Good, I guess," Julianna replied, looking at the young woman who was more girl than anything. The other female didn't say anything about Julianna's apprehension, only took that opportunity to take her hand and shake it visibly.

'That's great!" She replied, never losing that cheery tone. 'I'm Jenna, Jenna Kelly. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Julianna blinked in surprise. 'Didn't you know? I was one of the scientists who made sure you were all good and well inside your cryo chamber. I also was the one who did your blood work, physical examination, and started your blood transfusion." At that last bit, Jenna got a little too close for Julianna to peer into her red eyes and face.

'It looks like you've gotten some more color to you," she noted, releasing Julianna's hand and putting both of her small ones on the pulse points on her neck. 'Your blood pressure is up as well, and your temperature seems to be regulating correctly. If I'm right, you hybrids have trouble with that sometimes, right?" When Julianna didn't reply, she stopped herself. 'Oh… I forgot. You're probably experiencing some memory loss… right?" Julianna only looked away. 'I'm sorry, I didn't think before I spoke. It won't happen again." Jenna sat back and stood up from the bed, removing Julianna's blankets as she did.

'Well, we can't be sitting in bed all day, can we? We have work to do." She said, pulling Julianna to her feet.

'Why are you here?" Julianna asked, not meaning to sound so harsh. Jenna didn't seem to notice her tone.

'I work here, that's why." she replied. Julianna shook her head.

'No, what I meant was-"

'Why I'm here talking to you? Yeah, I guess me coming inside is a little weird." Jenna interrupted, putting a hand behind her head sheepishly. 'I mostly came in here to see how you were adjusting, but also because it would be better for you to see a lady than deal with Albert again." Julianna, who'd been in the act of gathering the clothes she laid out the night before, suddenly paused.

'Albert?" she asked.

'Albert Wesker," Jenna explained. 'You probably met him already. He's usually working in his own section of the mansion, but sometimes he meets with Mr. Spencer. More times than not, when you see one of them, the other is usually there."

'…I see," Julianna said. Memories of how she became acquainted with Wesker flooded her mind suddenly. 'Yes, I am familiar with him. Not the very bright type, is he?"

'No, not really," Jenna agreed. 'I don't talk to him all that often except to bring him paperwork and run tests that he requests. Then again, I don't think he talks to anyone except to give them orders." Figures why he was such a prick in the first place, Julianna thought.

'Anyways, I'm sure you'd like to shower in peace," Jenna continued, changing the subject. 'I'll wait out here until you're done. Then we can go to breakfast together." Julianna nodded, not because she wanted to rather because she didn't know what else to do. It was already surprising that someone was talking to her so casually and in such a friendly manner. A good change from last night I guess. She disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving Jenna to her own devices outside.

Locking it for good measure, Julianna leaned against it for several seconds. She didn't like this; a girl just waltzing in and treating her like they were long lost, friends? This reeked of bad intentions. Perhaps she was as she appeared to be; a girl with good intentions for Julianna, perhaps not. The fact that she worked close by Wesker made her question her true intentions.

No matter, being in close proximity with the human made her skin crawl to the point that she practically jumped in the tub, taking out her frustration on her poor skin by scrubbing the living hell out of it. Once she was finished torturing herself, Julianna dried herself off with one of the many fluffy towels (the majority of which were used last night) and dressed quickly in the clothes she'd brought with her. Thankfully, they fit, though the pants were a little tight on her already small waist. After brushing her teeth, Julianna unlocked the door and entered the bedroom where she found that Jenna had made her bed and was now waiting patiently by the vanity.

'There you are!" Jenna said, jumping up from the chair and inviting Julianna to sit down. 'I thought I could fix your hair for you while we talked. Women around here are supposed to keep their hair pulled back at all times for sanitation and safety."

'Safety?" Julianna asked as she sat down, allowing Jenna to run a brush through the long locks.

'It prevents cross contamination," Jenna explained, delicately finding knots and working them out until she was satisfied that there weren't anymore. 'You'll see what I mean after breakfast. Didn't they tell you?" Before Julianna could answer, Jenna added, 'No, I suppose not. Don't worry, I promise you'll know what I'm talking about soon. You've got all of us interested and in high spirits you know. I don't think I've ever seen Mr. Spencer this happy in a long time." Julianna was even more confused than she was before.

'If you don't mind me asking… why is he so interested in Eclipse, besides the fact that he wants to become immortal?" Julianna asked as Jenna began braiding her hair. 'If it's known to turn people into one of two things, why would he want to risk turning into a Sang?"

'That I don't know," Jenna admitted. 'But if I recall correctly, becoming an Advent or Sang is not the only thing that will happen to a person."

'There's a third?"

'Yes," Jenna confirmed, tying off Julianna's braid and wrapping it around the base. 'They die."

'Oh," Julianna said after a moment, feeling stupid to have forgotten that Oswell told her that last night. Then again, her memory was already bad, so it didn't strike her as odd that she was already having trouble remembering simple things. There was, however, one thing that she needed to know… 'What year is it?"

'I'm sorry?" Jenna said, taken off guard by the question.

'What year is it?" Julianna asked again, feeling Jenna's still delicate hands carefully placing some type of pins in her hair to keep the braid where it was.

'Oh, the year," she began, checking her work carefully. 'I would tell you, believe me, but I've been given strict orders not to." Julianna wasn't sure she heard that correctly.

'What do you mean you were ordered not to tell me?"

'None of us are allowed to tell you what year it is," Jenna explained.

'Why?"

'It's not my place to question Wesker," Jenna explained curtly, moving so that she was right beside Julianna. 'Not that I want, mind you."

'Wesker told you not to tell me?" Julianna interrogated.

'Just before I came here. Not personally, if that's what you're wondering. It was in an email." Jenna replied. Julianna looked away from her warm look. Why does that not surprise me? She was beginning to see that Wesker was going to be more of a problem than she originally now. 'Enough of that now; we should head to breakfast now. We'll talk more afterward."

'Very well," Julianna settled, standing up and following Jenna towards the door. Before they went out, however, the young girl stopped her briefly.

'I know you must think that I am working against you," she began quietly, as though she were afraid that someone would overhear them. 'But I want you to know that anything you say to me will never get back to anyone else. I don't expect to be your friend, but you have an ally with me." Julianna stared at her for a long moment.

'Why are you so willing to help me?" Julianna inquired. Jenna was quiet for a time before she met Julianna's gaze once more, a strange look in her eyes that made an image flash before her eyes. It happened so fast that she couldn't tell what it was, exactly, but it was enough to make Julianna wonder where she'd see a look like that before...

'You're not the only person whose trapped here," was all Jenna said before opening the door and heading out into the hall. Julianna was stunned after that revelation, but quickly shook it off and followed Jenna outside, closing the door behind her as she went.

'I suppose you're wondering just when your memory will return, right?" Jenna asked, her cherry attitude returning.

'Yes," Julianna replied, keeping her eyes down as they went along.

'Well, to be honest, I don't know exactly when your memory will return, but there are ways to jumpstart the process of rediscovering them." Jenna explained. 'However, I don't think that such a thing would work for you."

'What do you mean?"

'Everyone's mind is wired differently; some people are able to jump right back into what they were doing prior to their amnesia, others can't. For instance, say that there was a woman who was raped. She would obviously have a hard time readjusting after a traumatic event and would force herself to forget key moments of the attack. In order to help the authorities find the perpetrator, though, she would have to be eased into the moments before the assault happened. Trying to force a person to remember too much too soon is just too risky." Jenna clarified. 'So for the time being, we'll start with simple memories and then work our way to the ones leading up to your… hibernation, if you will."

'How will we be able to do that if I can't remember anything in the first place?" Julianna interjected. Jenna gave her a knowing smile.

'Well, that's what we're going to work on- finding things you do remember. Like, for example, do you remember your favorite color?"

'Midnight blue," Julianna said easily. Jenna nodded in approval.

'How about your favorite food?"

'Anything that's spicy enough to clear my sinuses," Julianna answered, making the raven-haired girl laugh.

'That's my favorite too," she agreed. 'And your favorite season?"

'Spring, with all the flowers and trees," Julianna responded with a smile. This is pretty easy, she thought. Maybe getting my memory back won't be that hard after all.

'It seems like you remember basic things at least," Jenna noted. 'What would you say to remember something small that requires a bit of thinking?"

'Why not? It's not like I have anything better to do," said Julianna. Jenna smiled at this.

'Ok, what was the name of your parents?" Julianna's smile faded suddenly. She looked down at the floor beneath them as they walked, trying to conjure up an image of her mother and father. When she couldn't do that, Julianna looked at Jenna in dismay. The younger girl put a hand on the hybrid's shoulder.

'Don't worry," she said reassuringly. 'Everything will be alright. Before you know it, your memory will be right back."

'I hope so," Julianna whispered. As they continued on, Julianna began to see more people emerging from some of the rooms in the halls. Jenna would stop to say hello or good morning to each whereas Julianna would stay silent. Some didn't bother glancing at her, but the majority openly stared as she passed. She didn't like the staring, but Julianna guessed that had she been in their position looking at someone like her… perhaps she would stare as well. At least, she'd be respectful in her observations of another person. This didn't go unseen by Jenna.

'You'll have to excuse some of them," she started. 'This is the first time that they've seen a person like you before. No one believed that an Advent or a Sang still existed, much less a hybrid."

'What about you?" Julianna interrogated. 'You talk as though you've met one before."

'I haven't actually," Jenna admitted. 'I've done an extensive amount of research on them, however, but you're the first hybrid I've ever met."

'Oh… so there're books about them?"

'Yes, there are. All of them are in the library," Jenna confirmed. 'I can show you where they are later if you'd like."

'I would like that very much actually," Julianna said. 'I like to read."

'That's great to hear! You won't run out of books to read, I assure you. The library is quite extensive, but if there's anything specific that you'd like, I can see if I can find at the public library." Julianna's interest was piqued at that.

'There's more libraries?"

'Yes, absolutely!" Jenna spoke. 'Everywhere you go, there's always a public library that houses just about any book you can imagine. But nothing compares to the internet; that's where the most extensive library is, but nothing beats a good hard copy of a text." She got quiet all of a sudden. 'My sister used to tell me that you can learn more from a book than from a person…"

'You have a sister?"

'Had one, yes. She disappeared many years ago when I was still young." Jenna's smile returned. 'She was the smartest person I'd ever seen; anything you wanted to know, she could tell you. She would always have her nose in a book, craving knowledge in the way a man in the desert craved water. I tried to keep up with her reading, but by the time I was finished with one of her books, she'd already read it so many times that she had several memorized."

'Sounds like she was a bookworm."

'Very much so… it seemed like no matter what I asked her, she always had an answer for me, just like our mother," Jenna described. Julianna looked away once she was finished.

'I don't know if I have any brothers or sisters," she said honestly. 'If I do, I don't know if they would still be alive or not. If it's true and I've been asleep for two hundred years… then they're long gone by now."

'Maybe not, though," Jenna piped up. 'Hybrids are just as long-lived as an Advent! Surely they would still be out there."

'Perhaps, but I don't even know if they would know me by sight. I know I wouldn't be able to." Julianna pointed out. No more words passed between the women as a solemn silence fell over them.

'I promise, for as long as you will allow me, I will do whatever it takes to make sure that your memory comes back Julianna," Jenna promised, putting a hand on the hybrid's shoulder. 'It may seem impossible now, but never forget that my door's always open if you need to talk." Julianna glanced at the younger girl, staring into her doe-like eyes which held a kind light within them. Despite herself, Julianna found herself wondering if she was wrong and this girl truly wanted to help her.

She's a human and she's with Wesker, her mind called out. None of them can be trusted! Realizing that Jenna was still staring at her, Julianna forced herself to smile and nod in return.

'I appreciate that," she said. Right as Julianna replied, Jenna stopped in front of a set of double doors and opened one up, the delicious smells of food causing Julianna's stomach to growl.

'Enough talk for now. Let's eat!" Jenna said enthusiastically. Julianna nodded and followed her inside, wondering just what the day would bring after breakfast.