Part III

They'd been there a couple of weeks. Kaplan and Max were both healing well and they were slowly gathering supplies and fortifying their place from anyone. The windows were boarded up; they'd blocked off all but two exits and one was a 'get-the-hell-outta-dodge' exit. Their ambulance had been hidden behind the building; it was stocked with multiple supplies. They'd stolen another truck along the way, replacing the license plates and repainting it.

Max managed to acquire a titanium leg for Kaplan along the way and she had to hide it from him to keep him from using it before his leg could heal enough. She could see him keeping his eyes out for his new leg.

Jill had progressively become a substitute mother to Angela and Angela didn't seem to leave her side. LJ had taken over vehicle management along with Rain and Kaplan manned a computer with some rather impressive WiFi stealing capabilities.

Max was sitting with Carlos; she was teaching him basic medical skills that would be valuable for him to know. She showed him how to stitch and mend wounds of varying degrees. Of course being in mercenary work he knew some of it, but it helped to know more and touch up on things he hadn't studied in a while.

Max winced as she moved a little to fast; her body was still sore from healing. Kaplan hopped on one leg and a crutch toward them. He set his computer down and turned the volume up.

"...all said to be an elaborate hoax manufactured by now wanted criminals. Jill Valentine, Carlos Olivera, Rain Ocampo, Chad Kaplan, and Maximilian Rodriguez. They are said to be armed and dangerous; do not approach them, do not attempt to capture them yourself. Please call authorities..." They turned to look at each other; they exchanged looks of worry.

"What. The. Hell!" LJ kicked something, "Why wasn't I mentioned huh?"

"That would be your worry," Max laughed slightly and went back to showing Carlos how to treat minor burn wounds.

"We're just gonna have to be even more careful," Jill sighed as she braided Angie's hair.

"I thought we were already being careful!" Rain wiped some motor oil off her face and hands with a white bandana. She shook her head in frustration and went back under the truck. With a sigh, Kaplan plopped to the spot next to Max. She picked his leg up and started to remove the bandage. Carlos watched carefully as she gauged the swelling on the remaining part of his leg. Kaplan smiled as she pressed on it, his way of telling her that it didn't hurt.

"I think you're ready to try your leg, keep in mind. If it doesn't fit right, we're gonna have to deal with that here. I can't go out and get a perfectly fitted one," Kaplan nodded in understanding and she went and got the titanium leg. He stared at it and practically drooled over it.

With a laugh she slowly adjusted some padding and carefully strapped it on to him. He winced a little and she helped him stand.

"It's not gonna be easy, and you're gonna have to get used to it real fast," he nodded, his face going as serious and she was, "don't put all of your weight on it at once. You're gonna be sore after this too."

She helped him take a few cautious steps and then she let go. He took two steps on his own and they clapped loudly for him. He bowed and instantly hit the floor, with a laugh he declared, "I'm okay!"

"I'm already regretting this," Max shook her head as she helped him in to his new replacement.

Kaplan continued to test his limits despite Max's protest for the rest of the night. She knew he'd be sorry for it in the morning.

Max wandered toward their make-shift bathroom. It was a decontamination shower, a toilet, a sink, and a section they'd partitioned off as a changing area and for privacy. She undressed and got into the cold shower. She touched the bruised part of her abdomen and 'd already taken the stitches out since they weren't needed anymore, but she was still sore from moving to vigorously to heal properly. With a sigh she turned the water on; the cold spray made her jump every time.

She finally relaxed and let the water hit her; the wear and tear of today washing away with the water. She shampooed and conditioned her hair and cleaned up all in the matter of a couple of minutes; so for a minute she stood there, letting the cold water run down her body.

She didn't notice someone get in behind her till warm arms wrapped around her. She jumped but then relaxed when she heard a familiar latina's laugh. It was then that she realized they were both naked. And Rain was pressed right against her. It was also then that she realized Rain had been covered in motor oil.

"Ocampo, if you get motor oil all over me, I'm gonna kick your ass," she heard Rain's laughter from behind her as she pulled away. She could hear Rain washing away the motor oil with the pumice based soap she'd managed to get Max to go out and get for her.

"You don't wanna turn around and help me Max?" Her voice made her tremble and shiver.

"I don't want to start something we're not going to be able to finish," as she spoke, wet and warm hands touched her sides and ran up her body.

"Who said we can't finish?" She could practically hear the smirk in her voice.

"Every other time we've tried seems to say it all, don't you think?" Rain didn't say anything, instead she just kissed Max's shoulder and bit it gently. Max whimpered slightly as Rain ran a hand down her abdomen and lower. She teased her with a finger and Max moaned softly.

Slowly, Rain pressed Max against the wall, her chest still pressed against the woman's back. It wasn't fair, the effect that Rain had on Max. It was like being drugged and she felt the need to bend to her will. She was pulled from her train of thought as Rain pulled her hand away from Max's overheated center. Rain slid both of her hands up to cup Max's breasts and she squeezed gently.

Rain's voice was deeper than usual, likely with lust, as she spoke, "Mia. Todos mia."

She turned Max to face her; she looked into her eyes. They were darker than usual, and the look on her face told her that she was getting to the point where it was starting to hurt from wanting her so much. Rain's mouth caught Max's. She started slowly and gently; her hand reached down and caught Max's leg and yanked it up and around her. Slowly she rubbed against her, driving her insane. Their kiss deepened; their tongues played in a desire fueled tango.

"Hey! Max? You've been in there a while, and some of us would like to shower too," Max sighed in frustration and Rain let her down.

Rain pressed another kiss to her lips and smiled, "We'll have privacy eventually Max. Then you will be all mine."

She left Max whimpering and lusting after her; Rain got out of the shower and she put on some shorts and a muscle shirt.

With a smirk, she stepped out of the door and walked past Jill and straight to the area they slept in. Max, looking very flustered and frustrated, came out after her wearing a black t-shirt and some cut off sweat pants. Jill arched an eyebrow at her and Max refused to make eye contact; she hurried past her and she went to bed.

Next day..

Max and Angela went out, posing as mother and daughter. Max wore a rather uncomfortable wig that made her head itch, and some rather granny-ish glasses that Rain had found somewhere for her.

They walked into an ice cream shop so Max could use the free WiFi and she bought Angela a single scoop cone.

She took it and ate it slowly, savoring the taste of ice cream, knowing that this could very well be the last ice cream she ate.

Max's eyes flitted around the store nervously; she looked back at Angie who was still a while away from finishing her ice cream, she saw her pause and go still.

"What is it Angie?"

"Alice," Max's head shot up and she looked around, as if trying to spot her.

"What about her Angela?"

Angela looked at her, her eyes serious and watery, and with a smile she spoke, "She's alive."

"You can feel it, can't you?" It was a soft-spoken question, and Angela only nodded in response.

"Finish your ice cream quickly, okay Angie?" Angela nodded in response and quickly set about hacking into the Umbrella network. It helped greatly that she once worked for them; she knew their firewalls, their security, and she knew how to get in. Her eyes scanned the room again and she tapped furiously at the keyboard. She ran a scan on her computer and monitored the level of awareness and counter-monitoring that Umbrella was working. They knew she was in. She also knew that there wasn't much time left.

Her eyes locked on the screen and she saw the security feeds; she saw an all to familiar face; Doctor Isaccs. She took control over the video surveillance system and she zoomed in, on a nude and fluid enveloped Alice. She let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding; she left the laptop on the counter and set up a vicious Mal-ware system that would corrupt the computer if it was found. She took Angie's hand and walked out of the ice cream shop calmly and started down the way; they turned in time to see two burly police officers hurrying into the shop they'd just vacated.

"We need to tell the others," she led Angela down alleyways and various short cuts, within the hour they were back at the warehouse.

They were out of breath as they ran in; Max slamming and locking the large lock behind her. Angie quickly ran over to Jill and wrapped her arms around her.

"What happened?"

"Were you followed?"

"Are you okay?"

They were pelted with questions by everyone and Max held her hands up to signal that they all needed to shut up for a moment.

"Alice is alive. And here in Detroit," that certainly got them all to shut the hell up.

"Unfortunately I had to abandon the laptop back in the parlor, but I got this," Max whipped out a USB that she'd originally had in the laptop; she used Kaplan's 'extra' laptop to pull up the maps of the Umbrella facility in Detroit. She'd managed to acquire some of the Umbrella Personnel files including badges, ID's and various names.

"So we're what? Going to just walk in and ask for our friend back? I don't think that's gonna work well," Jill scoffed and lit a cigarette; she gently pushed Angela away from the smoke and toward someone else. Angie sat next to Kaplan who was next to Max. He watched various graphics fly across the screen and he stopped one and gestured at it.

"Why not?"

Jill shook her head and walked away mumbling about morons and idiots. Rain walked and stood behind Max and Kaplan to view the screen.

"If we could get some of you in and get her out without any mishaps, that'd be great, it could be as simple as that," Max nodded slowly, "Yes, I think we can do it."

So they planned; the infiltration, deception, and of course the rescue.

LJ, Rain, Jill, Carlos, Kaplan, and Angie would be heading down in a stolen SUV, flashing ID's and their 'authorized documents'. Max would be on the nearest tall building, armed with a pistol and a high-powered sniper rifle. A computer at her side to help 'clear' their papers and the rifle to aid them if things went bad.

They pulled off to the side of the road, where Max would be getting off and breaking into the building. She got out carrying the backpack that had the disassembled rifle and the laptop in it.

"If shit gets bad loca, you better be a damn good shot, I don't need another hole in my body," Max laughed slightly.

"Which end do the bullets come out again?"

"Fuck, we're dead," Rain laughed along with Max this time before Max cut her off with a kiss. It was gentle and sweet before Max pulled away and winked; she took off without looking back. She pulled the laptop out and hacked the security systems of the building in front of her. This was probably some high-classed company paying top dollar for cheap security; it was simple to break in. Took only a few minutes, she picked the lock afterward and closed the door behind her. Rearming the system took only half the time and she made her way up a dozen flight of stairs; she entered the code she'd gotten from the computer into the door that led to the rooftops.

In silence she looked around the building and deemed it safe for her; she made it to her pre-chosen destination at the corner of the building; there she sat and pulled the rifle parts out of the bag to reassemble it. With a quick check of the scope she searched for the familiar black SUV. A thought entered her mind, how often they seemed to steal black SUV's and how many Umbrella actually had. They should switch it up some time.

She shook her head and hit the radio in her pocket, "In place."

"Confirmed," she smiled at Rain's simple response and watched as the SUV proceeded into the facility; she saw their information pop up on the screen and quickly set about clearing them; she looked back through the scope in time to watch them drive up to the main building.

She watched Alice walk out and become surrounded by multiple Umbrella security guards; her finger lightly played at the trigger of the rifle. Temptation was great, she was glad she had more self-control than that.

She watched her friends step out of the vehicle and present their papers; she watched the guards lower their weapons and they got back into the vehicle. Her body relaxed and she turned to look at the computer; her face lost its color when she saw that she'd been located within the network; alarms and warnings were going off on the screen.

"Shit," she slammed the computer shut and quickly disassembled the rifle. She shoved all the pieces into the backpack along with the computer; she turned and ran to the door but before she could open it, it flew open.

Two Umbrella guards were aiming weapons at her. The laser from their guns were aimed dead center at her heart. Max gulped and raised her arms.