Part VII

When Max finally woke up, she found herself in a motel room. Judging by the ice bucket, it was a Motel Six. She looked to the left and found Kaplan sleeping on the bed. A gun rested on the bedside table next to him. She turned slightly and saw Rain, sitting at the window, a gun in her hand. Her fingers held open a small part of the blinds so she could look out.

She was sore all over; her body ached and she shifted and let out a slight groan. Her hand came up and touched scarred and sewn tissue where the tube had been. She laid back down, trying to get comfortable.

"You're awake," Rain got up and walked over, she sat on the bed beside her.

"I wasn't out for long, was I?"

"Nah, just the usual eight hours. In pain?" Max shrugged and winced, Rain shook her head and handed her a bottle of water along with some pain killers.

"Where is everybody?"

"I called Carlos, he and LJ went with some woman to help her try to find her brother, and Jill, well, Angie's death hit her hard. She left without saying anything. As for Alice," she shrugged, "She took off."

Max nodded slowly and took Rain's hand in hers before squeezing it.

"Lay with me?" Rain lifted the blanket and slid in beside her. Carefully she wrapped her arms around her and kissed her cheek softly. Max smiled slightly, feeling warm and tingly all over from being so close to her.

They laid like that for a while before Rain started speaking again, "I'm sorry Max."

"For what?"

"Shooting you, believing that you could still work for Umbrella, even after all they've done to you."

"You're forgiven," she shifted a little and Rain tightened her grip on her.

"That was easy."

"I understand why you did it."

With that, Rain sighed and got up slowly, Max looked at her in slight confusion and she smiled.

"Kaplan," she kicked the bed and Kaplan scrambled up, causing them both to laugh, "we're going out, we'll bring back some food."

"Woke me up for that?" He muttered and fell back, his hands going up to his hair to run through it. Rain shrugged and pulled Max up in one move. Her eyes widened in slight surprise and Rain led her to the bathroom.

"Shower time Loca," she turned around to face the wall and allow Max some privacy. The water came on and she could hear the shower door being opened and the sound of Max's relaxed sigh as the water hit her.

Rain sat on the toilet seat and looked up to see that the shower door was still open. She bit her lip before Max popped her head out and looked at her, "Coming in?"

Rain jumped up at the chance and undressed. She slid in behind Max, the shower was small, but big enough to accommodate both of them. The water felt amazing on her warm skin and she pressed her face against Max's shoulder. She closed her eyes and felt Max's muscles move as she carefully washed the area around her stitched wound.

Rain took the soap from Max's hand and lathered it around in her hand; slowly she washed Max's back, and she smirked when Max trembled a little. Gently she pushed Max against the wall, she carefully washed her legs and thighs, she allowed her hand to graze Max's center for a moment. She could feel the heat coming from her, and with a smile, she spun her around to kiss her. Their mouths met and Rain easily gained the dominant hand, she reached down and grabbed Max's ass with both hands. She squeezed playfully and Max let out a very girly giggle that made her laugh. She lifted Max up easily and she wrapped her legs around her waist, but Rain stopped when she saw Max wince.

"As much as I'd like to continue," she kissed Max a little more, "we should wait till you're fully healed." Max groaned and Rain put her down.

"Damn it all," Max mumbled and went back to washing her hair. Rain grinned and bit her lip, she cleaned up faster than Max did and rinsed the shampoo out of her hair.

She pressed a soft kiss behind Max's ear and whispered, "Haré que te gritando mi nombre pronto, Loca."

Rain stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, she left a stunned Max, who had sort of understood what she had said. Her cheeks were red and she could feel the heat building below. She prayed to whatever God or Gods out there that she healed soon. She didn't know if she could handle being left untouched any longer. She finished up with the essentials in the shower, things such as shaving and brushing her teeth went by faster than she thought she could, she was eager to get out and go out with Rain.

Max stepped out of the shower and watched Rain finish brushing her hair and putting it up in to a ponytail. Rain flashed her a small smile while Max began to dry herself off. Rain slid on her boots and tied them before getting up to grab Max's bag for her. Max mumbled a soft thank you before getting dressed. She stared at Rain's ass as she walked out of the bathroom, she whistled and Rain shook her head.

Max brushed her hair quickly and put on deodorant before placing a gauze pad over her stitches to keep them from being agitated. She walked out of the bathroom to find Rain placing a gun in the holder on her ankle.

"Better safe than sorry," Max smiled and nodded before taking her own pistol and tucking it in to the waist band of her jeans and letting her shirt fall over it. Rain gave her a gentle push toward the door and she grinned, opened it, and wandered out into the day. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the brightness and Rain unlocked the truck in front of their motel door. Rain held the door open for Max to get in, Max kissed her cheek as she hopped in and buckled up. Rain closed the door and got in to the driver's seat quickly.

"Where we going?"

Rain shrugged and started to drive, "Figured we could drive around, pick some place."

"Oooh, are you taking me to make-out point?" They both laughed and Max took Rain's hand. Rain took a moment to look down at their hands and she looked up at Max, who was staring out the window, and with a smile she squeezed gently.

Rain drove and stopped at a seemingly nice place to eat, they weren't going for much in class, as long as the servers weren't trying to eat them is all they asked for.

They got out and walked in to the pretty much deserted restaurant and were instantly led to a small booth. The pale waiter took their drink orders and went away.

"I think I want to take you bowling." Rain grinned and tore off a piece of the bread the server had put in front of them.

"Bowling? You don't know what you're asking for, I'll kick your ass."

Rain let out a loud laugh and Max smiled at the sound, "Yeah right. When the hell was the last time you bowled?"

Max actually had to think about it for a bit before deciding, "A little more than eight years ago. But I bowled a two-twenty that game."

"Eight years? Ha, no way," she shook her head and Max tilted her head to the side.

"Wanna bet on that loca?"

"Sure, I'll take whatever you're offering."

Rain paused before saying, "If I win. We go back to the motel and get our own room. Or kick Kaplan out."

"And if I win?"

"What do you want?"

"I want to see you wear a dress," Rain narrowed her eyes and held up her hand, they shook on it.

"Deal loca," their server walked back with their drinks and he took their order.

Rain sipped her beer slowly and smirked at Max who was a little red in the cheeks but grinning all the same.

Their food came out rather quickly and Rain commented on how fast their service was.

"You two are the only ones who've come in today," Max noticed something about their server. He was far paler than he had been earlier and she tensed up.

"Ah, makes sense," he nodded and left a desert menu for afterwards. Rain and Max made a few vulgar and inappropriate jokes that kept each other laughing and smiling. But those who knew the two of them would have noticed that they were definitely on edge. Eyes darting to see every corner of the room, and when one of the employees would pass by, they'd tense and Rain would put her leg on her lap.

Rain looked up as their server walked over, "Any desert for you two today?" Before either of them could answer, he began to cough and he spit some bloody looking gunk up on to the table.

"Eh, no, the check would be nice though," Rain flashed him a disgusted look as he stepped back. Shame and pain covered his face. Max slowly put her hand over the weapon in her waist band. Her body began to tremble before going stock still. Adrenaline began to course through her veins and Rain noticed the look on her face. Understanding filled her and she stood up, they began to make their way to the front.

A bald and portly man came up to them and began to apologize fervently, "I'm so sorry. I assure you he'll be reprimanded immediately. The meal is on the house, again I'm sorry."

"That's okay sir, he's sick, you should send him home. Not his fault," Rain itched to get out of the restaurant and Max was halfway between the door and Rain. The man tried to stop them again and Rain waived him off and walked toward Max, slowly she put an arm around her and Max felt the urgency in her movements. They hurried out of the restaurant and opened the truck just as they heard a scream echoing out of the now closing door and resounding off the walls of the deserted street.

Rain and Max looked at each other, Max gave her a look, telling her they should go in and do something. Rain shook her head, "It's not our problem Max."

"The hell it isn't," Max pulled the 9mm out of her waist band and walked back in to the restaurant.

"Damn it Max!" She heard Rain follow her in.

The bald and portly man lay on the ground, bleeding deeply from a deep gash on his neck, and there was a chef standing above the now dead waiter with a meat cleaver in his hand.

"I didn't escape Raccoon City for this shit!" He growled and kicked the waiter hard in the side. Rain and Max both drew their weapons and aimed at him.

"You were in Raccoon City?" He jumped and turned to face them, the sleeve on his chef's jacket was red from blood that had come from the man dying slowly on the floor. Max looked at the tattoos that ran up the mans right arm. She looked him in the face and began to frown, knowing she'd seen this man somewhere before.

The dog tags around his neck lit up from the light that was now illuminating his face, "Yeah. Who the fuck are you?"

"We were there too," Rain slowly lowered her weapon and then looked at the now dead man on the floor, she took the meat cleaver from him and slammed it in to the now reanimating mans head.

"So much for a normal night out," Max kept her weapon drawn just in case.

"How can I believe that? You could be lying," Max rolled up her sleeve and showed him the bite marks. He shrugged, "You and your girlfriend here could be in to that shit?"

"I like being bit, but not that fuckin' hard," Max winked at Rain who snorted, "We managed to take a helicopter from Umbrella. Ended up crashing that anyway."

"No shit? I saw that chopper on the train," he looked surprised and stood up straighter, "Saw it go down too."

They nodded slowly and Rain offered him her hand, "Rain Ocampo. This is Max and she's mine."

"I can speak for myself," Max tried to sound outraged but grinned all the same as Rain waved her off.

"Billy. Billy Coen," he shook Rain's hand and something struck a bell in Max's head. Quickly she raised the weapon and aimed at him.

"Now I know where I know you from," she glared and growled out, "You killed those people in Africa."

Slowly Billy held up his hands, "I was framed."

"That's what they all say," Rain looked between them and put a hand on Max's arm, but she held steady.

"We landed off target in Africa. We were trying to find a village that was said to be home for a guerrilla training ground; we trekked through the terrain and the heat along with attacks dropped us down to four people," he heaved a deep sigh before continuing, "we got there and found that it was an innocent village. Not a damned thing going on, and my, my son of a bitch commanding officer ordered us to kill everyone. Then he framed me, saying that I freaked out and killed everyone. I was court marshaled, and sentenced to death."

"How'd you get out of that?" Slowly Max put the weapon back in her waist band.

"Raccoon City, believe it or not. We were attacked by those damned dogs on the way to the prison where I was to be executed. They killed the MP's and I ran for it. They sent the S.T.A.R.S. team after me-"

"Who from S.T.A.R.S.?"

"Kid named Rebecca Chambers," slowly Max nodded. Her mind vaguely recalled Jill talking about someone named Rebecca along with other coworkers.

"She helped me out of a tight spot and I did the same for her, we got out on the train, she reported that I was dead and I escaped to Detroit. Figured I'd be safer in a big city," he shrugged and gestured down at the bodies on the floor.

"We figured the same. Wanna go bowling with us?"

"Sure, why the hell not." Billy walked to the back to change in to his normal clothes.