It took longer than I thought to get this finished, since I changed a little thing in the storyline and had to rewrite... but... here it is ^^ And thanks goes to yamiishot for the help ^^ The next chapter will be up as soon as possible, but since I have to rewrite the whol thing... XD yeah... But this is a better solution than what I'd first planned ^^

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Chapter 4

"What is it now?" Wesker said. He was starting to get irritated.

William didn't say anything though, he simply pointed towards one of the monitors.

"What?!" Wesker nearly shouted. "You have to be kidding..."

He took off his sunglasses, and leant closer to the small screen, his heart pounding faster. He took a deep breath, and picked up his radio again. "Barry, new instructions. I need you to get Jill and Richard to follow you to the courtyard, tell them that you think you've found a way out, that you went into the door t the balcony when you were searching for Jill. I've made sure their radios won't be working around here." He once again turned it off before Barry could reply, but the monitor that was showing the man was enough for Wesker to see that the message had gotten through to him.

"Albert... Are you sure that–"

"Yes I'm sure. As soon as these slow people have moved out to the courtyard, I'll take the shortcut to get to the Guardhouse before them, and there... I'll finish this once and for all too."

"What do you mean with 'finish'? Like... kill her? Can you really do that? I mean... do you really want to do that?"

"William. Get on the train and get out of here. Now's your big chance. I don't need anymore help."

"Okay, fine." The scientist stood up. "Just... take this, in case something unexpected happens. Good luck." He gave Wesker a syringe, and walked away.

A few minutes later, Barry had gotten Chris and Rebecca to go out on the balcony, and as the duo walked closer, Forest slowly stood up. He had finally turned into a zombie. Chris and Rebecca backed away, and tried to open the door. It was locked, and the crows were on their way. Chris, being Alpha's best marksman, carefully took aim, and shot down the crows. He shouted something, and Rebecca nodded. When all of the crows that had shown up had been shot down, Forest was halfway from them.

In the room next to them, Richard's back was pressed against the mouldering wall, pain on his face as he looked up at the newly arrived Jill. Richard was badly injured, and judging by the wound, he must've been bitten by a snake. A giant snake, the Yawn. The STARS were slowly being eliminated, there was no way he could survive that bite, the poison was already running through his veins.

How he'd survived the attack from the Yawn, managing to make it out of that hellish room, would forever be a mystery. The only person who knew the truth was slowly drifting away into his final rest. It was now over for Richard Aiken.

Barry walked into the room just as Jill started to cry, another one of her comrades had died, and she couldn't have done anything to help him. Barry comforted her, told her that they'de better get out of that room, that he'd found a backdoor.

"So Chris is already on his way over there?" Jill said, and dried her tears. It wasn't the first time she cried that evening. "But... Barry... Why didn't Chris go with you now?"

Barry shrugged. "He told me to make sure that you were safe, and that he'd wait for us over there."

It seemed like that answer was good enough for Jill, since she stood up, and followed him through the door.

Back on the small balcony, Rebecca was trying to open the well-locked door, while Chris had his gun aimed at Forest. Or rather, what used to be him. When Barry and Jill were way out of sight, Wesker pushed the button that would unlock the door, and Rebecca almost fell forwards as it opened. She quickly grabbed the handle and the wall, and managed to regain her balance. Chris turned around as he heard her surprised scream, and quickly moved over to her, both of them hurrying out of the door and closing it behind them.

It would be interesting to see where these two headed, since they didn't know about the backdoor Barry had been talking about. Wesker waited impatiently, from here on, they'd have to figure everything out themselves. He had to hurry if he wanted to get to the guardhouse before the others. They were almost out in the courtyard, and once they'd gotten outside, Wesker would be unable to see what they were doing.

It wouldn't be easy to stay out of their way, but it was a risk he was willing to take – his top priority right now was to find out what she was doing here, after all these years, after everything she'd put him through.

"I'll make sure she regrets it..." he mumbled as he closed the secret door behind him. He had no time to lose.

Not everyone got a chance like this, a chance to meet up with their past, and perhaps do something about it. Those who did get it however... After this, nothing would be the same. Wesker had changed a lot once, and depending on the situation, he might have to do it again. Because when destiny comes by, it's impossible to do anything about what's already been written in stone.

When he reached the guardhouse, he quickly made his way to the corridor outside the room where Plant 42 was. He had a feeling that she would be somewhere around there. After all, that corridor was the 'center' part of he small building.

He leant back against the wall, and suddenly, he heard a weir buzzing sound. He turned his head towards the source of the sound, and found himself facing –

–Bees? What the hell has Umbrella been doing over here?

It was bees, but not ordinary ones, these were a lot bigger. This must be the T-virus's doing...

As he took out his gun to shoot them down – he didn't have anything better to do anyway – a door opened.

Without looking, he knew who it was. It could only be one person, the person he'd waited so long for... the day of his revenge had finally come. Wesker put his gun in the holster, and walked as silently as he possibly could towards the corner, the steps of the other person were slowly getting closer.

"Did you really think I would let you escape this time?" he said with a cold voice, just as the person rounded the corner and faced him. He'd been right when he'd guessed who the footsteps belonged to.

The woman in front of him froze in a mix of shock and fear, and simply stared at him. "...Albert?"