Chapter: 6 Sister of Charity

"Always getting into trouble." She commented dryly watching the scene unfold from beneath her; J'avo had been released from the buildings surrounding the compound and were in hot pursuit of Jake and Sherry.

"Turbans?" She questioned to thin air, "Looks like the population of the military base. Better watch out, they have the new virus in them." She commented, her leather trousers shimmered slowly in the sun as she pointed her Hookshot to the wall behind her; pulling the trigger lightly and flew gracefully into an open window.

"Tut, tut, tut… hallucinogenic gas. No wonder they looked so confused. Umbrella, you really have out done yourself this time." She laughed, looking at a pipe connected to the air conditioning that was linked to a large gas container labeled, Salvia.D. "Hmm, no… Not Umbrella." Ada muttered at closer inspection finding The Family Serpent Crest etched into the side of the canister. "Typical…" She smiled setting a remote bomb next to it, and sprinted from the room at top speed. "Boom goes the room."

And pulled the trigger.

Across the courtyard in another part of the building an explosion erupted sending debris everywhere, it took everything for Sherry and Jake not to get buried under the rubble as they sprinted from the gaining J'avo.

"This is suicide!" Jake grumbled as he helped Sherry jump to the floor above them, they'd had no other choice but to run through the hospital.

"They're all the people from the Safe house."
"I'd noticed." He replied sarcastically, then continued to follow her by running up the wall like a free runner. Sherry commented on this triggering Jake to scowl feeling a little tense on the subject of his new speed and abilities. 'All thanks to that shitty C-virus.' True he didn't mind the new dexterity much, but having knowledge about how it started and what these virus' did to people - he hated it. Umbrella, the Family… Wesker. 'And what it's done to Sherry!' It made his blood boil, internally he yelled at himself trying to keep his anger under wraps.

"Hurry up!" Sherry shouted over her shoulder noticing Jake was lagging somewhat.

"Sorry."

"Something on your mind?" She panted.

'Yeah Supergirl, you.' That's what he wanted to say, but settled with a firm "No."

The two rounded another corridor and plowed into a tiny room, shutting the door quickly but silently.

They'd had a good head start on getting away from the J'avo since they'd progressed to the floor above, but weren't out of danger yet.

"You do realize we're on one of the higher floors now?" Jake asked eyebrows raised, and voice low. "We have to get back down without being killed at some point." He said monotone, "Not that it's a problem for you. You can heal."

"I can still be mortally wounded Jake, don't forget that." She replied sighing, as her back collided with a badly plastered wall; sliding to the floor gradually. She took hold of her head, as it still felt like it had been split apart and glued back together, she'd never had a headache like that before.

"You're… not okay, are you?" Jake asked quietly squatting next to her and putting a gloved hand on her forehead to check her temperature. 'It's fine…'

"It's just the after effects of a hallucinogenic you were exposed to in the foyer."

Both Sherry and Jake jumped at the sudden voice raising their guns, finding a tall woman with short hair dressed in a red blouse and leather trousers leaning against a wall in the darkest part of the room.

"You!" Jake roared recognizing her immediately, "You were the one who gave me that shit!" He continued making his point by gesturing to his body.

She shook her head in earnest, lowering her bow and arrow that had been trained at his head.

"The Family created a clone of me. Her name was Carla Radames, I am Ada Wong."

"Yes! I thought you looked familiar! Leon told me all about you!" Sherry jumped in, "Ada Wong: the corporate spy, the one nobody knows much about!" She continued with a cynical look in her eyes that Jake had never seen before, "Or even where you loyalties lie."

"Hang on. So if you aren't the lady that gave me the C, what happened to her?"

"I sent her to hell." Came Ada's dry answer, "Where she belongs." Hookshot in hand again and ready to make her exit.

"Why are you here?" Sherry asked getting to her feet quickly in attempt to stop the fleeing Ada, but failed miserably.

"ARGH! Who was she?!" Jake asked in frustration as he began to pace the small room, memories of the woman who gave him the "energy booster" in Edonia coming back to him. 'The first time I met Sherry…'

"I need to ask Leon when we get to a safe location. All I know is, she's a complicated story - You can trust her to do the right thing, but it won't stop her completing her job… At least… that's what Leon told me."

The sun had set over the hospital, the cold night air blew through the building like a poltergeist on a rampage. 'I forgot how cold it was in the desert when darkness falls.' Sherry reflected as she sat huddled in a corner of the same room they had busted into that day. They had both agreed to wait until the J'avo had thought they'd escaped, before attempting to leave.
Jake had left a few minutes ago to "Piss", and she continued to think of things ranging from big to small. 'Ada hardly makes her presence known when she's on a mission… Does Jake even know I exist? What is the new strain of C-Virus? Jake, my feelings are over-running me about you! Please send me a sign if you feel the same… Why are you bothering to think about this when there are more important things at hand? But!' She sighed loudly, her mind running laps around her as the door opened quietly.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, just thinking."

"You seem to be 'thinking' an awful lot since you got here," Jake questioned in his own way, grunting as he slid down the wall to sit next to her, "Something on your mind?"

Sherry was taken back, why was he asking? Did he care?

"Just thinking of the mission." She smiled calling herself a liar, although it wasn't completely true, she was thinking of the C-virus… to some extent.

"You're a bad liar Supergirl." Jake sighed turning his attention to the ceiling, whatever she was hiding she could tell him. 'Doesn't she trust me or something?'

"I… I'm not…" Sherry also sighed giving up, she wasn't going to descend into lying to Jake. How could she? "Sorry Jake, I just have a lot going on in my head right now… It's hard to concentrate."

"Sherry, you know you can talk to me. Whatever it is… I'm sure we can work through it… together."

She wasn't looking directly at him as he spoke, those eyes burned into her soul on some occasions; and this was one of them. It made her nervous with a feeling that if he stared long enough into her eyes he would be able to hear or see what she was thinking and feeling.

She tried so hard not to blush under his persistent gaze but it was too late before she could blink.

"I really have a good effect on you, don't I Supergirl?"

This time Sherry didn't waste a moment in looking at him, a new sense of passion and courage surged through her, she smiled shyly and bit her lower lip. What had come over her all of a sudden? Jake turned to her completely, torso twisting and flexing beneath his tight shirt, she could see every muscle and it made her sweet spot skip a beat.

"If you bite that lip for long enough, Supergirl I can't guarantee your safety." He spoke in his softest voice with a smirk.

Her heart was fluttering like a thousand butterflies as she stared up at him. The ever present wish of wanting him to express feelings towards her - if he had any was lingering, and he was getting closer and closer, she could feel his breath on her, his hands were reaching up to her face. Was this what she'd been waiting for? 'Is he going to kiss me?'

"Sorry to break up your lovey scene, but the J'avo are leaving the vicinity."

Their heads turned towards the window to see Ada dangling from a thin line, very spider like.

"Why are you helping us, Ada? - HEY!" Jake hollered as he raced to the window at break neck speed after the again fleeing Ada, but got to the window too late, she soared upwards and out of sight. "Looks like it's time to move out, Agent Birkin."

UPDATE: 14/01/2015 - Spelling, Grammar & Minor story enhancements.

The character Jeeves is meant to be a typically stereotype nerd-like character, I apologize if people are offended by it, but as I have stated he is meant to be that way as part of the plot.