Alice
I watched as he slept, shivering every now and then as he sat under the blanket. I had no idea where we were going, or why, but I didn't care. I was troubled by Matt's lack of memory. Did he really forget who he was? I frowned at that and turned my attention out the window. I watched as the landscape whizzed past as we continued to drive to an unknown place.
When Matt shifted, I turned full attention back to him. He still sat there in the blanket, head on the window, but his eyes were open as he stared off into the distance. He didn't sleep long, did he? Wait… the sun was going down. Damn! How much time passed?
"Water?" I offered him a water bottle I found in the back seat.
He looked over at me as if I were a stranger. Maybe I was. But I'd told him who I was right? Or did he have troubles keeping memory stored now? I couldn't help but stare at his blank right eye, wondering if it was just the appearance or if he really couldn't see from it? He must have realized what I was looking at because he shied away, turning his head to the side so I couldn't see his eye.
Matt gave me a slight smile of gratitude as he accepted the bottle and guzzled the contents inside. The water must have gone down the wrong tube because he started coughing. I gave his back a gentle pat, which sent him into an even bigger coughing fit. I bit my lip and tried to comfort him, calm his fit… that's when I saw it. His hand, covered in blood. Each time he coughed, the palm of his hand gained more blood spots.
I gasped and grabbed a hold of him. "Matt!? Matt what's wrong!?"
"What is it?" Jill looked back at us.
"It's Matt, he's…. he's coughing up blood."
"That's not good." That was Carlos, pitching his two cents in as he glanced over his shoulder.
"Pull over." I commanded LJ in a stern voice. We had to get Matt into the fresh air and then take a look at him. With our luck, we were possibly hours away from a hospital.
Once LJ pulled over, Matt's coughing had come to a halt accept for the occasional inward cough here and there as he tried to hold them in. We were out of the vehicle, pulling Matt along with us and setting him in the front seat. How badly was he hurt? He looked fine, accept for the dry blood, mud and scorch-marks. We had him remove the scrap of a shirt he had on so we could check for deep gashes along his abdomen or any visible breaks… Nothing. Just a few cuts and bruises. So it had to be something internally.
Carlos went to poking and prodding around Matt's ribs as a test. When Matt winced, Carlos knew there was a cracked rib. We counted at least four and decided we'd better get him somewhere to be treated. With a sigh, I shook my head and crossed my arms along my chest.
"We need a place to sleep and get cleaned up. Matt and Angie need some rest." I finally said, looking around at everyone standing around and Matt sitting in the front seat, his hands folded on his lap as he stared at us. You couldn't tell by just glancing at him that he was trembling, he fought to keep them under control. If he was cold, or trembling from fear or nervousness, I couldn't tell. Maybe a little of all three?
"Well, come on then. Lets get going. There's a town ahead about an hour." Carlos took the driver's seat and Matt jumped out of the passenger side. "You can sit there if you'd like." Carlos told him.
Matt just looked back at Carlos with an unsure look and crawled back to where we had been sitting before… in the far back. I crawled in after him and tried to give him an encouraging smile. He was lost, and I tried my best to make him feel more comfortable around us. But I knew that if his memories came back to him, it could mean many things. I wondered if the memories would frighten or anger him. Would he turn on us? Intent on finishing the job? Or would he crawl into a shell, ashamed of what he'd done? Only time would tell.
I took the blanket and put it around his shoulders again. Wouldn't do for him to be shirtless, right? We just tossed the scraps out, seeing as they were really no use. With a sigh I relaxed, glancing at Matt every now and then. I was worried… It didn't even don on me that he had the regenerate in his system… Why wasn't it working on patching up the wounds and injuries?
AN: Here's to you big fan!!! XD Be happy! I'm posting for you, GFlea, and Appollina! But for you mostly lol XP GFlea and Appollina are allowed to read my chapters ahead of scheduel because of the fact their my friends irl. big fan of everything? I posted these fics (Tormented and now this one) here in the games section for a reason. Incase you haven't noticed. Resident Evil ISN'T in the movie's section. I don't see how I have to focus on the game characters on these fics. I state "Movie Based Fic" on them... Just to let people know "Wow! This is a fic based on the movie. So no, I won't see the game's characters in this fic!" Duuuurrrrrrrr! Okay anyway. Hope Ya'll enjoy this fiction. I'm working hard on it before I run out of Ideas (Like I have my Dark Angel fic for a while)... R&R everybody!