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Early the next morning, Helena was first up before the crack of dawn to start the morning chores with the handlers that lived on the ranch. Victoria and Luis were up next to go start their run together. Both liked to race each other through the trails. As the sun rose, more started to wake up and start their day. The guys found the gym and started to work out, while Sheva and Jill went out to help with the chores. Annabelle was woken up later on by Trinity, who helped Annabelle get ready for Kindergarten.

Around nine, Victoria and Luis were coming back from their run, just as the riders were getting back. The young men, who were hitting on Victoria the day before, wolf-whistled at her as she ran past; Luis who was right behind her gave them a cold glare that sent shivers down their spine as he ran past. Victoria reached the house first; she stopped to do her little victory dance after she touched the door.

"Oh yeah, second time in two days, I am the victor."

"You know I just let you win." Luis said out of breath.

"Oh don't give me that bull; you know you were slowing down towards the end. Wait until the guys hear that you lost to a girl, they will tease you mercilessly."

"Yeah, until I tell them it was you."

"You two are still at those childish games, you are grown adults, and you should be setting a better example for your little sister." Helena said behind the screen door mixing a bowl of eggs.

"You wouldn't have us any other way." Victoria smiled.

"Yeah, you love us too much to change us." Luis added in.

"What will I do with you two, now come inside and shower, you two are sweaty and disgusting." Helena opened the door for them and then headed back into the kitchen to finish breakfast. Just as she was finished with breakfast the group came in, hungry and ready to eat. Then came in the handlers after finishing the morning chores, and finally Victoria and everyone else came down showered and refreshed.

After breakfast, Victoria went to her room to pack for the trip, and made some phone calls to people she knew in Brazil. Calling Becca first she waited on her phone for the other girl to answer.

"This is Scarlett." A soft feminine voice answered the phone.

"So this is your new identity, sounds like a hooker's name." Victoria laughed.

"Oh, Victoria, Hey." The smile was heard in the other woman's tone. "And no dear, Cherry, is a hooker's name. Scarlett is an heiress's name." Both women laugh, happy to be talking to one another.

"So what's with this new identity?" Victoria asked.

"Oh, Celest got into some trouble. A bit of a psychotic issue to be exact. . . ." Becca sighed.

"Isn't that your Russian cover?"

"Yeah it is, put it this way, a guy I went on a date with got bitten by this mindless psychopath and lost a bit of flesh." Becca grumbled. "That dumb ass psycho was high off his ass on that new drug. But, anyway, somebody saw me and recognized me as Damia, so I had to leave Russia."

"Now you are Scarlett, the prized heiress of some high end corporation, looking to..."

"Ensure customer satisfaction through our cosmetics"

"Right, and my sister's the Whore of Babylon dancing the hoochie-coochie in a long white veil." Victoria said with obvious disbelief.

"I wouldn't have guessed. . . .Anyway, where are you now?"

"Home, mama is happy to see me again." Victoria answered.

"How is Mama C?" Becca asked.

"Good, and Annabelle is growing up so fast." Victoria laughed, "Anyway, the reason I'm calling is because In a couple days I'm heading to Brazil with a whole troop. And I was wondering if you would be willing to house us and open up the connections you have to us. To sweeten the deal for you, there is a very sexy Native American Latino who would defiantly put your panties in a twist."

"Really?" Becca asked "Sexy, eh?"

"Oh yes, yummy beyond belief." Victoria laughed. "So? What do you say?"

"I say yes"

"Good" Victoria smiled. "I'll see you in a couple days." She hung up, and finished packing and went downstairs to put her stuff in the sitting room where everyone else's things were, she saw that Luis's team was at the table getting some breakfast as well. "Well, look what the cat dragged in."

"Wild Cat!" The guys yelled as the all got up to give her hugs.

"We heard you're going off on a mission." Doc said, Doc was the team medic his real name was Cameron Banyaski, he was small in height, but wasn't by any means weak.

"I am."

"Well, we were going to wait until your birthday to give this too you, but I think you need it more now." Trap smiled, his real name was Tom Cohen and he was the team's explosive expert known for his eccentric booby traps.

"I know you've had your eye on the new .408 Cheytac Intervention, and, I managed to get my hands on it, and make some modifications for you." Tex grinned, he was a rich boy from the lone star state, hence the nickname. His real name is Jack Fellows, and he was the team's weapon's expert. He had a hand in making all of the team's weapons; even Victoria's as well, since she was his favorite sister who isn't related by blood. He held out a highly modified CHEYTAC out for Victoria to grab and look over.

"Like?"

"Hell yes!" Victoria looked like a little kid opening her first Christmas present.

"Well this baby has a much more powerful scope, night vision, infrared; there is a mechanism that enables you to fire different caliber of bullets. It's also lighter than the original and can be broken down to a smaller form for easy travel." He pointed to each thing as he mentioned them. Victoria's face lit up like a child at Christmas time.

"Oh how you spoil me so"

"And we are taking it to the Yard and give it a couple test runs." Luke told her, the Yard was their training ground that the family and close family friends use. It had a fully decked out obstacle course built for Navy SEALS and a gun range. It was originally built by Mark and Kain, Victoria's Father, back in their SEAL days in order to keep in shape even when they were on vacation. The obstacle course also became one of Victoria's favorite hangouts as a kid, at first it caused many trips to the hospital –a running joke was that she had an honorary bed just for her, she was even on first name basis with the doctors and gets cards form them as well.

"Are you taking the horses or the machines?" Helena asked.

"We'll take the machines we will be making a lot of noise and not all the horses are comfortable around that." Luis said as he started to pack some pre made sandwiches and other food into a bag for them. Jill and Sheva came in after finishing with the morning chores, and saw the new group of men.

"Hello?"

"Oh, Jill, Sheva, this is my brother's team, they came in early this morning to give me a little gift." Victoria brought both women over to the group and introduced them individually. "And here is the little gift they gave me" Victoria showed them her CHEYTAC and all the little gadgets that went with it. "And we are going to an area where we can test it out, want to come?"

"Sure, what about the guys do you want them to come?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, I'm going to go get changed into some sensible clothing for rolling around in the dirt. Then we will head out." Victoria glanced at them, noting there dirty clothes. "And I assume you wish do the same."

"You got it," Sheva said, and all three women went upstairs.

Down stairs the guys were chatting and getting ready for their outing, packing up food for the group.

"Y'all ready? We should have enough machines to get everyone there in one trip." Luis said.

"There is a storage shed where we store our range guns, so there is a range of guns to shoot." Victoria informed them, as she strapped her rifle to her back as they headed out of the house. "or you can try the O-course if you wish."

"I think I will try my hand at this obstacle coursed you have been talking about." Carlos smiled.

"I'll race you." Doc grinned "no one can beat my record, not even Victoria."

"That is because you are closer to the ground." Victoria pouted. "You have a shorter distance to drop."

"Keep telling yourself that." Tex smiled, "Even some of the instructors at BUDs had trouble keeping up with him." They walked over to the shed where the machines were kept, there were 4 dirt bikes, 2 quads, and a dune buggy in the shed. Victoria stepped up to a bright blue dirt bike. Placing on the matching helmet, she mounted the bike and revved it up. Throwing up a quick peace sign, she popped her front wheel up and booked it out of the garage, leaving everyone else standing around.

"Jill, Chris, why don't you two take the buggy," Luis suggested tossing Chris the keys. "Just head out onto that trail, and it will lead directly to the Yard." The two hopped in the buggy and drove out of the shed doing doughnuts before heading down the trail at full speed. "Tex, Doc, double up, and take the quads."

"How about it darling?" Tex grinned at Sheva holding out a helmet to her. "Wanna take a ride with the biggest baddest Texan in the west?"

"I don't know about the biggest and baddest part but yes I will ride with you Tex." Sheva laughed at his put out expression. She took the helmet and strapped it on. She climbed on the back of the quad and held on as he sped out of the garage. Meanwhile, Doc turns to Trap and tosses him the keys to the second quad.

"It's your turn to drive." Doc smiled as they got on the quad and followed Tex out of there.

"The rest of us have what's left." Luis said as he tossed Leon and Carlos the keys to the dirt bikes. They strapped on the helmets and took off down the trail. At the end of the trail there was a large o-course that put most to shame. Further past the course Tex and Victoria was setting up her new rifle and Doc was opening up the weapons shed and grabbing out random firearms and ammunition.

Until the sun set that night, they were out there shooting, competing against one another, and trading techniques. Victoria learned her new rifle well; Tex drilled every aspect, every nuance of the weapon into her head. They packed it up early and headed to bed. Tomorrow is when the team leaves for Reagan National Airport to head to South America.

Early next morning, Jill was going around to everyone making sure they were packed and ready to go. Carlos was throwing in some last minute underwear into his overnight back. Leon was disassembling their weapons and securing them in locked cases to be stored in the cargo area of the plane. Sheva was spending time with Trini in the kitchen making breakfast with the younger woman. Chris was going over last minute details with the General in the living room. She smiled and waved at him when he looked up, but then frowned when she couldn't find Victoria.

"She's out in the pasture." Helena said from behind Jill. Jill startled turned and faced the other woman.

"How did…"

"It's a habit for her; the morning she leaves for a mission she goes to the pasture to spend time with Gabriel." Jill nodded and thanked Helena before turning and heading outside. Walking towards the pasture she looked up and saw Victoria galloping bareback through the fields. The peaceful look on her face brought a pensive one to Jill's. Jill had come to respect and like the younger woman very much, and this mission will change her. Jill can only hope that this mission doesn't destroy the fun-loving young woman before her.

Honk! Honk! The cars at Reagan National Airport impatiently let the people around them know their aggravation as they waited to drop off their loved ones. A large white van pulled up into the drop off area, the team cramped from sitting in the enclosed space for more than a few hours due to D.C. traffic, groaned as they stepped out of the vehicle and walked to the back and grabbed their carryon bags and their baggage from the van and deposited it on the side walk next to the outdoor check in. Carlos and Sheva stood by it and checked the baggage while Victoria said her good-byes to the General and Trini.

"I'll miss you both and everyone else. I'll call when I can and send gifts as well." Victoria said as she hugged Trini.

"Be safe, and don't do anything too stupid." Trini smiled as she squeezed Victoria one last time before letting go.

"Me, do something stupid, never" Victoria laughed as she gave a hug to the General and left to follow the others into the terminal. The group traveled in light and airy clothing because of the humidity. They headed down the international terminal and found their gate. Noticing that they had an hour before they boarded, Victoria went to go grab a chai latte and a breakfast sandwich from the nearby coffee shop. Jill noticed and followed, wanting to speak with the younger girl.

"Victoria." Jill called Victoria looked up from the glass of the window display in the shop.

"Yeah?"

"I want to talk to you about Blackburn." Jill saw how the carefree look fade from the younger woman's face, replaced with a harder, colder expression.

"What about him." Jill sighed and knew that this would not be a fun or comfortable conversation, but it was something to be done. Victoria's attention was diverted for a second as she gave the barista her order, then motioned for Jill to get what she wanted.

"Look, why don't we go sit down at one of these tables and talk. He will be here within the hour and I want to get something straightened out before then." Jill said as Victoria paid, then led the way to a more private table towards the back.

"What do you want straightened out?"

"Well, I need to know if the history between you two will hinder our mission." Jill said bluntly

"You don't dilly dally do you. " Victoria sighed. "I can't predict the future; if I did high school would have gone a lot differently for me. What I can tell you that the mission will take precedence. When it is time to lock up and shut up, it won't matter. But, god forbid, he open his mouth at any other time." Victoria's hand clenched then released; her body language showing for her distaste of the man. "Look there is more to the story than I have said. He used to go to school with me. I knew what kind of guy he was when he dated Trini. I told her but he had her so wrapped around him that it caused a big rift between us for a good year and a half. She wouldn't speak to me at all, and I had to sit back and watch as he ripped her apart. That man is good with his words; he can twist them around so god damn good that you will be tied up trying to understand what you were trying to say in the first place. And he uses any advantage he can get his slimy little fingers on."

Jill sat patiently listening to Victoria's explanation. She sighed and rubbed her forehead. She could see where the younger woman was coming from, but she can't let that cause a rift in the team. "I don't know what to tell you but, you will have to deal with working with him." Victoria opened her mouth to interrupt but Jill held up her hand to stop the other woman. "But, from what he sounds like, he will be a trial to deal with. And I assure you that if he causes problems he will be out; but the same goes for you. If you obstruct our mission, you are gone. We don't need any more problems than we already have. Is that understood?" Victoria bit her lip and looked into her chai latte before looking Jill square in the eyes and nodded.

"I understand, and It will not come to that."

"I know it won't but I have to say it any way." Jill gave Victoria a friendly smile, which she reciprocated. "Come on let's get back to the others."

"Hold on." Victoria said and ordered a dozen breakfast pastries for everyone else. "Okay lets head back." The sort walk the two talked about Brazil and who Victoria knew there.

"Becca is a very good friend, crazy as hell, but loyal as a hell hound." Victoria told Jill as they came up to the group. Seeing that Blackburn was there she shut up and walked over to where Sheva and Carlos were sitting a good twenty feet from the other man.

Another hour passed before the plane arrived. Victoria mostly spoke to Sheva and Carlos to pass the time by, when they were called to board the group stood up and headed onto the plane. Victoria's seat was in between Carlos and Leon, with Carlos taking the window seat looking out at the wing and Leon taking the aisle seat. Blackburn, Chris, and Jill were sitting across the aisle; Blackburn taking the window seat and Jill the outside. Sheva was sitting behind Jill with two random people sitting next to her. Soon enough the plane started to taxi as the flight attendants gave their spiel about airplane safety. Victoria looked around at her teammates, Leon pulled out the tenth book of War and Peace, and Carlos was reading a newspaper from Brazil, Jill was reading a Diana Palmer book (one over Victoria's favorite authors), Sheva was playing Sudoku, Chris and Blackburn looked to be getting some sleep. The flight attendants had finished their spiel and the plane was ready to take off. Victoria started to take deep breaths, and closed her eyes. Carlos looked over at her curiously; he asked what she was doing.

"I'm trying to relax; I hate the feeling of take off; love landing, but I hate take off." Victoria answered him "I'll take running on the ledge of a twenty story building any day over the feeling of take off." Carlos smiled at her quirky behavior; his youngest sister hated flying as well. She always needed at least two of her older brothers next to her, to hold her hand the whole time.

"Here" Carlos held out his hand for her to grab. "My sister hates flying, but says that holding someone's hand helps." Victoria gave him a grateful smile as she placed her smaller hand in his, and continued to take deep breaths. The plane was speeding up and Victoria's grip got stronger, her eyes were screwed shut as the plane left the ground. Victoria started to relax, believing the worst over. But the plane hit a small pocket of air causing the plane to drop some, Victoria's hand tightened on Carlos's and her other shot to the arm rest. Another hand covered the hand on the arm rest. Victoria looked up and saw Leon still reading his book, but his left hand was now covering her right. She closed her eyes tight again as the plane hit some turbulence.

"Everything is fine, nothing will happen to you." A deep husky voice whispered in her ear. She turned to find Leon's face inches from her own. His deep blue locked with her own, Victoria felt her cheeks heating up. She offered him a small smile as the plane leveled out at the captain announced that it was safe to used electronics. Victoria released both of their hands and thanked them both before pulling out her Iphone and put in her ear buds to listen to music. Soon she fell asleep leaning against Leon's shoulder. The plane ride was a long one and eventually most of the passengers fell asleep.

The team was to fly into Belém, then from there take a bush plane into Santarém, where they will board a boat to Manaus. The trip was very long and Brazilian customs was a pain to get through. The team gathered their stuff and continued their journey. Victoria managed to get a phone call to Becca and made sure the place was ready for a very tired and jetlagged group. The bush plane looked ready to fall apart, Victoria wondered if the duck tape holding the roof of the cockpit was going to hold, she gladly let Chris take the co-pilot seat.

Victoria was shaking the whole ride. Leon, who was sitting next to her, had one arm over her shoulders pulled her into him, singing softly to her. Victoria was surprised by his singing; he possessed a sinfully deep voice and it was comforting to hear. She managed to relax enough to stop shaking when the top of the plane that had been held together with the duck tape had flown off. Luckily enough they had just reached Santarém, and quickly landed the plane. The team made it safe but far from sound. Jill and Sheva had an arm around Victoria as she collected herself. Victoria announced that she will never step foot on another bush plane again.

It took the team a half hour to locate where there boat was on the populated docks in Santarém. The boat they rented was a decent sized river boat, one that they would fit comfortably in for the next six to seven hours. They loaded everything on the boat and departed for Manaus. Jill, Victoria, and Sheva changed from their travel clothes into shorts and bikinis to deal with the humidity.

"Oh my, that is gorgeous." Sheva said when she saw the tattoo on Victoria's back. Jill looked over and saw a stunning work of art tattoo's to Victoria's back. The Tattoo had at the top of her back 'No Regrets Only Lessons' on either side of a red cactus flower, below that was a gorgeous phoenix that rose from a flame that just rested above Victoria's bottom. On both sides of the flame were red flowers bunched together with the middle faded out and 'Endure' written in one bunch and 'Survive' in the other. The back ground of the tattoo was water, the bright blue contrasted perfectly with the red of the flowers and the orange-yellow of the flame and phoenix.

"Thanks" Victoria blushed. "I designed it, and a friend back in the states did it for a good price. I got this after a botched mission where I lost four good men." Victoria got a faraway look in her eyes as the memories surfaced. "You know what the worst of it is. I can't even remember how they died." Victoria looked at the older women and gave them a sad smile. "I can't remember a lick of what happened that night, but I know it's in my head. I have nightmares, nightmares that when I wake up, I can't remember anything about them." Jill walked over to the younger woman and gave her a hug.

"I know how you feel," Jill told her. "The Mansion gave me nightmares for days afterward and the city for years." Pulling away Jill gave a smile to Victoria. "So, if you need to talk about it, you can always come to me." Victoria gave her a bright smile back and thanked Jill for the kind words.

"And you can also come to me; I dealt with the same thing after Kijuju." Sheva added in. The three women put on sun block and bug spray before heading out on deck. They noticed that the boys had also taken the time to change as well and now were sporting shorts and short sleeve shirts. Carlos had on an open bright orange Hawaiian shirt with nothing underneath, and was fishing off the back of the boat. Victoria walked over and sat down next to the Latino-Native American.

"What's bitin'" Victoria asked.

"Nothing right now." Carlos stretched before reeling in the line and casting out again. "Nice tat', by the way." He commented when he noticed it.

"Thanks, and I would be careful, you may hook a crocodile. Now that would be a funny story." Victoria laughed. "what are you fishing for anyway?"

"I don't know really, I was just bored and picked up a fishing pole. I have not fished in a while, not since me and my two younger brothers when camping last June." Carlos explained they settled into a comfortable silence as he reeled and cast the line.

"What is your family like?" Victoria asked out of the blue.

"Eh?" Carlos was caught off guard by the random question. "Like any other family I suppose." He rubbed his chin as he thought about his family back home. "My family is pretty close; my parents are still married and off on some cruise for older folks. They still like to try and fit in with the younger crowd, it used to embarrass me beyond belief when I was younger."

"Oh I know right, sometimes when mom tries to be hip n' all I just cringe, but I won't have her any other way." Victoria smiled.

"Nor can I. I have three siblings who are younger, two brothers and a sister." Carlos smiled fondly remembering his siblings. "I don't know what I would do without them. Don't get me wrong, we have our fights but we are always there for one another. It has been awhile since I have run with them, I miss it. I also have my grandfather, who passed on the lycanthropy to me and my siblings. He is my dad's father; many look to him for wisdom or just a willing ear. He is a well respected elder and at eighty-three he is still going strong. I also have aunts and uncles on both sides that are always coming around and make life interesting." Carlos laughed and smiled remembering his family's antics. "They are loco, but I love them."

"That is great. It's the same with mine, you never know what is going to happen next but you love them either way." Victoria said as she looked off in the distance. Noticing some crocodiles wading into the river she warned Carlos about his line.

"Ah, that will never happen." He laughed until his line jerked and he started to reel in his prize only for the fishing pole to be jerked out of his hands into the river. The look on his face was priceless and Victoria was in tears laughing so hard. Twenty feet behind the boat a crocodile surfaced with the fishing pole in its mouth before it snapped it in half.

"I…told….you so." Victoria laughed out.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up." Carlos stood and left the young woman laughing on the deck.

"Oh that was good." She said when she finished laughing at the misfortunate event, standing up she made it to where Jill and Sheva were sun bathing and joined them. They laid there talking about random things until the sun started to die. The smell of fish cooking drew their attention to where the crew was cooking dinner, which had been caught earlier in the day. The crew had out a large table set for dinner. The hanging lights and tiki-torches lit up the eating area well enough. Carlos, Chris, Leon and Blackburn were already seated at the table with a beer in hand.

"Where did you disappear off to?" Jill asked Chris as she stepped behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Catching up on sleep, god knows how much we will get once we get to Anori." Chris told her. She looked at Leon who was still engrossed in his book, and raised an eyebrow. "He has had his nose in that book the whole time." Chris answered her.

"I have only seven more books until I am done," Leon spoke.

"He has been reading those books on and off for years." Carlos said as he handed Leon and open beer.

"Ugh," Victoria made a face at the beer. "I really don't know how you guys can stomach the stuff. Mario!" She called out to one of the hands on the ship. "Um pouco de abre-coração, por favor." She handed the boy some Real, Brazil's currency, and he returned with a bottle of CaChaça, also known as Brazilian Rum made from fermented sugarcane juice. "Now, this is the good stuff." Victoria poured a shot's worth in the glass and shot it back before pouring a full glass, mixing it with some fruit juice.

The fish was served on platter in front of the group, who dug into the delicious meal. The group ate their fill then departed from the table, the ladies picked up the plates and headed into the kitchen and washed the plate; they waved off the crew members who insisted that the ladies did not need to do the dishes. Once finished they headed to where the crew had set up hammocks for the team. There were only five hammocks set up and four were occupied by Blackburn, Chris, Carlos, and Leon. Sheva took the unoccupied one and Jill slipped into Chris's hammock, leaving Victoria to choose between Blackburn, Carlos, and Leon. Blackburn was not an option, and Carlos was on the phone, so to give him privacy she slipped into Leon's hammock, who was still reading his book. "Move" she said as she slipped in and adjusted so his arm was around her, and her head was resting on his chest. He laid on his back and lifted the book to read over her head; Victoria snuggled and pulled out her phone and opened an e-book she was reading. They had around four more hours until they reached their destination. They all took the advantage of the rest time, because they never knew when they would get another.

Hours passed most of the team had fallen asleep. Leon laid awake after finishing his book, needing less sleep than a human would. He turned and saw that Carlos was still up, he was just looking up at the stars that shined brightly against the midnight sky. Leon felt the weight on his chest shift and looked down and saw Victoria shifting in her sleep, closer to him.

"You are different with her." Carlos said out of the blue.

"Hm?"

"You let her touch you; you don't do that with people you just meet, let alone a woman." The silence hung in the air.

"She isn't a stranger." Leon said after some time. "We've meet before."

"You have?"

"Yeah, Two years ago." Carlos looked toward Leon patiently waiting for the other man to continue talking. "You remember that solo mission I took in Rwanda, the American Embassy?" Carlos nodded his head. "She was there. She was assigned to investigate why the embassy had been out of contact for a couple weeks. There had been an outbreak of what looked to be a combination of Raccoon City and Spain. Her team had entered by helicopter, but it was hit by a rocket and she somehow survived. When I got there it was bad, no one was alive. I found her about to be killed by Andre Wesker."

"Who would have thought, Wesker and Excella would have a genetically engineered kid." Carlos interrupted. He never met Wesker or Excella personally but from what others had told him and the files the B.S.A.A. had on both individuals, he was glad he never had the displeasure. Very few have seen wha Andre Wesker looks like, only top B.S.A.A. agents know what he looks like. Wesker Jr. had appeared on the scene five years ago, but very little information has been gathered about him. The B.S.A.A. can only guess what his motives are.

"I know," Leon sighed. "The son of a bitch had her by the throat, and when he went to use her has a body shield, she gave him that scar." The scar, that ran from his left cheek across his face ending at his right temple. "She almost died, that night. Wesker Jr. tossed her into a wall after she cut him." Silence settled over them again.

"She called me her guardian angel." Leon said after some time. "After being attacked like that, she trusted me not to kill her."

"And you feel obligated to fill that role?" Carlos asked his friend.

"It was the way she looked at me, like she was okay with dying at that moment, as long as I was there." Leon sighed. "It was humbling."

"And she survived, but doesn't remember any of it." Carlos said.

"I don't think she consciously remembers it." Leon said, and at that moment, whimpering could be heard. He felt Victoria tighten and tense up in her sleep.

"Can you shut her up?" Blackburn growled from his hammock. Leon and Carlos glared at the other man while Leon put a hand comfortingly on her cheek, and pulled her closer.

"Quiet." Leon growled out, his growl was deeper and more animalistic, shocking the rude man. Victoria sighed in her sleep and relaxed once again into a deep sleep.

"I don't think that is the only thing she unconsciously remembers." Carlos said before he relaxed into slumber. Leon stayed up a little bit longer pondering Carlos's last words. It seemed that Carlos was right; there was a level of comfort between himself and Victoria that is inexplicably there. Leon decided not to question it for now and fell asleep.


So here it is, trying not to make my character a Mary sue, so please let me know if she is heading onto that path. I've been making sure to give her normal faults, so she isn't perfect, which will make her perfect. please let me know how you are enjoying this story, i hope its not going to be like the normal Resident evil stories you see on this site.

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