Chapter 17

Safe House

After breakfast was made and quickly eaten, everyone went off to do their own thing. But, Carlos and Ashley went off to practice shooting. Carlos knew better than to give Ashley a more powerful weapon than the beretta. He wouldn't dare give her a shotgun, of for god's sakes a magnum. She might kill everyone around her from her inexperience. So she was trained with the beretta like the children.

"Ok Ashley, you know the stance from yesterday. Try it again and do everything that Claire and Jill told you."

"Alright Carlos. I'll try my best."

Ashley took both of her legs and spread them apart firmly on the ground. And then she bent her knees slightly. Then she rose her arms with the gun placed in both hands and held it out in front of her.

"Good job so far, but you have to raise your arms higher and straighter. Here, let me show you."

Carlos got behind Ashley and grabbed her arms. Carlos felt her muscles tighten under her soft skin from his touch. He continued to pull her slender arms out so that they would be straight out in front of her. Then he went to her right side and grabbed her forearms and rose them higher so she could hit the target. After he was done he walked behind her and couldn't help but look down and notice how nice her ass looked in the pants she was wearing.

"Jesus Christ, it's... it's so... perfect!" thought Carlos as he continued with his staring.

He was brought back from the loud burst of noise that came from the gun in Ashley hands. He looked up and saw Ashley jumping up and down... with a loaded gun in her hands.

"Ashley STOP!" screamed Carlos

She immediately stopped and looked at Carlos's horrified face.

"... What? Ohhh."

"Do NOT jump with a loaded gun in your hands! You might have it go off and then it could hurt someone. Namely ME!"

"I'm so sorry Carlos. I didn't even think about it."

"No, it's ok. But hey, you almost got a bullseye. I guess that's kinda exciting. I guess."

"Yeah it is! I hope I get at least somewhat good at shooting."

"I'm sure you'll be great. Hey, why don't you try it again?"

He really wanted just to check her out again without her knowing about it.

"Um Carlos?" asked Ashley shyly.

"Yeah?"

"Could you show me how to put my arms up again?"

"Yes." he blurted out very quickly

"Good!"

Carlos went back behind her and touched her arms yet again. But, this time they didn't tense up at all. Carlos thought it was weird, so he took extra time with helping Ashley out. After he finished with all of it he went back to his spot and got back into staring at her ass once more.

After she shot the gun Ashley sat it down on the nearby table and went up to Carlos. She jumped up and down once again and pointed at the target.

"Look I did it!"

"I see that, you gotta nine! Great job!"

Ashley ran into him and pulled him into a tight embrace. They stayed like like for a while and all Carlos thought about was forcing himself not to put his hand on her.

"Dammit, it's right there. Don't you dare fucking touch it. Don't you fucking touch it! Control yourself man, it's just... it's just an ass!"

But Ashley was almost thinking about the same thing as well.

"God he's so hot. Don't touch anything on him that may have you look like a pervert."

They broke the embrace and Ashley went back over to her gun and went back into the stance. Without Carlos's help this time she shot the gun on her own. She yet again made a nine shot. Unhappy with her shot, she shot once again, and again, and again, and again. Until..

"I did it! I freaking got a bullseye! Carlos did you see that!?!"

"Yeah awesome job!"

Ashley sat the gun back down and ran back over to him. They once again embraced, but this time the hand slipped. Carlos's hand went straight for Ashley's backside. He felt her tense up, but then it quickly went back down. He looked down at her face and saw her smiling at him. Carlos leaned down and was going to kiss her but..

"Hey Carlos, Becca want's you." said Billy as he opened the door.

He looked at the two then cocked his head a bit, then he quickly went back out through the door. They broke apart and went back to the house where everyone else was. They walked into the house and Carlos went his separate way to find Rebecca.

He walked into the living room and saw Chris and Leon sitting on the couch watching some t.v. Chris looked up at him and pointed to the upstairs. Carlos walked on and went up the stairs and started looking for Rebecca. He walked past his room and looked inside. Rebecca was sitting on his bed with her medical kit waiting for Carlos to come in. He walked in his room and shut the door behind him.

"Alright Carlos, take your shirt off so I can clean up the wound."

"Alright Becca I know that you wanna see me without my shirt on. So I guess I must."

Carlos took off his shirt and sat down next to Rebecca on his bed. While she was cleaning him up, Rebecca decided to make some small talk.

"So... Billy told me about you and Ashley in the target range. So are you gonna ask her out?"

"Probably. But she did fling herself on me first."

"She is that type of person. She's a nice girl Carlos, so don't fuck it up."

"I'm not gonna fuck the relationship up. I'm gonna fuck h-"

"Alright I get the point! You're almost done, just wait a little longer."

"At least it doesn't sting anymore. That's a relief."

"That is good. It means that it's healing."

"I know. Hey Becca?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you really think that I should ask Ashley out? I mean, Leon's not a fan of her, and I know that other people aren't either. Am I gonna to make the right decision?"

"You have to figure that out for yourself. If you want to be with somebody, then be with them. I'm not a genius in the love category, but I think that you like her. You should be with somebody you like."

"Agh, what if I just want her for her body and not her per say."

"You should be with the girl that makes your heartbeat rise after you hear her voice. You have to be with somebody who makes your life even better than what it was."

"That's not gonna happen for me."

"I'm sure that Ashley could do that."

"It's impossible."

"And why not?"

"Because you're the one that does all those things to me, but I was too late to get you. I chased Jill too long and lost you on top of it. I'm freaking horrible with women. I chase the impossibles and get the ord-"

"That's not true! Ashley is a great girl and she'll make you happy! So what if you lost me and Jill? You were meant for somebody else! You will find her and she will make you the happiest man in the world. Just look at Leon and Claire! Leon lost Ada and Claire lost Steve."

"But Claire didn't love Steve like that. And Leon just got his emotions crossed because of the stress and danger. Plus from what Thompson told me, Ada is a freaking hottie!"

"Maybe that's what you did when you met Jill and I? Did you ever think of that? You don't have to have a girl because of her looks, maybe you should go for modern looks and a great mind."

"What like you?"

"I'm not modern! I'm hot!"

"Not when you had the short butch hair cut. You looked modern then."

"Hey, I thought that hair cut was very fashionable."

"Billy's was more fashionable than that thing."

"Billy's MULLET was MORE fashionable than my short hair."

"I don't like super short hair on women. I didn't want to tell you this, but I thought that you were a dude the first time I saw you."

"WHAT! YOU BASTARD!"

"I'm kidding... kinda.."

"You will regret those words Olivera."

"Ohh I'm shaking in my boots Chambers. Whatcha gonna do? Give me a bad hair cut?"

"You already had one. That nasty oily slicked back/ mullet combo? It was a mixture of Wesker's and Billy's hair!"

"Hey you take that back, it wasn't a mullet!"

"It was a mini mullet!"

"Whatever. Fix up my shoulder fast."

"Why, you gonna ask Ashley."

"No. I'm gonna hide from her and figure out a way to give you payback."

"I should be giving the payback! You said that I looked like a boy!"

"You know that you did."

"And you know that you had a slicked back mullet!"

"Fine, we both agree that we had bad hair. So hurry up already!"

Rebecca wrapped the bright white gauze over the clean wound and taped it off.

"There, all done."

"Don't I get a free lollipop for visiting the doctor?"

"Get your own damn sucker!"

"Cheapskate. I bet you give Lily and Lott suckers when you see them."

"Yeah right. They already had bad teeth to begin with. Why do English people have such bad teeth anyways? At least the kids had braces a few years back."

"That wasn't nice, not all English people have bad teeth. And not all Latinos like tacos and burritos."

"But you're from South America."

"But still I know that they don't!"

"Jeeze ok. I guess I stereotype too much. You think that I like to listen to classical music and wear expensive clothing."

"But you do! You also play the freaking piano for god's sakes!"

"And you love to eat tacos!"

"So what! Everybody does!"

"Not people with indigestion problems!"

"They had to eat them in the first place! Then they realized that they didn't like them after they crapped their pants!"

"Whatever. Go hide now."

"Fine. What are we having for lunch?"

"Tacos."

"Alright! My favorite!"

Carlos got out of his room and went into hiding. Rebecca sat there putting her medical supplies back up in their rightful places in her kit.

"Fucking idiot. I swear to god." she whispered under her breath.

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On the road in the middle of no-where

"Hey wake up. You need something to eat." said the soft yet high pitched voice of Steve.

"No." groaned Sherry was she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

"It wasn't a question. You're going to eat."

"I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat or I'll make you eat."

"FIne I'll eat."

"Good."

"What are we having?"

"Whatever the gas station has inside. But after we get the gas. You're not going in

alone here. It's too dangerous."

"Fine. Wait do you have money?"

"Yeah. Wesker gave me a shit load of money before I left with HUNK."

"Good. When are we gonna get to the station?"

"About ten minutes. At least that's what the sign said."

"Alright. I totally told you the middle of no-where. Hey Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"You're not going to hurt Leon when we get there."

"What?"

"You heard me. It wasn't a question. If you so as much touch him I will seriously kick your ass."

"Where the hell did you get this from?"

"I know that you told Claire six years ago that you loved her. And now that she's with Leon, like she should be, you might think that if Leon was out of the way..."

"You think that I would kill Leon to get to Claire? Are you crazy? I wouldn't kill the things that makes her happy! She loves him and I can't hurt any living thing that she loves."

"That's good. Because I thought that you were gonna get a good 'ol country ass whoopin' if you tried anything."

"You beat me up? That's ridiculous!"

"Oh yeah?"

Sherry took her left arm and started violently hitting Steve in the arm. He tried to push her off of him, but it was futile. He took his arm to grab her but then she bit him. Steve took his arm back and stared at the teeth marks that were imprinted on his arm.

"You.. You fucking bit me! What hell are you six!?!"

"I told you that I would kick your ass!"

"Kicking ass doesn't involve biting! What are you a zombie!"

"... NO!"

"Jesus Christ... I'm so sorry Sherry."

"Shut the fuck up and drive asshole. Don't speak to me until we get there."

Steve continued to drive in the silence towards the gas station. He thought about what he had said to her.

"What are you? Fucking retarded!?! Why the fuck did you say that! How that fuck could you say that? You knew that she was infected. God Steve, you can be one serious asshole."

He turned his attention to the gas station that was off in the distance. He sped up a bit because he really wanted to apologize to Sherry again. He pulled into the lot and parked next to the closet pump. He got out the car and found out that he parked on the wrong side of the pump because the tank was on the other side.

"Dammit!" screamed Steve after he saw it.

He got back in the car and started it again. He then pulled into the next pump the right way and then shut off the car again. Steve looked over to Sherry and saw that she had a slight smile on her face.

"It's not funny."

Sherry didn't respond. Her smile only widened from his comment.

"Seriously. It's not. Like I freaking knew which side the gas tank was on. I don't even own this car!"

Her smile continued to grow from each word that came out of Steve's mouth.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny. Whatever, stay in the car and wait for me."

He got out of the car and started filling up the tank up. Once it was done he put up the nozzle and walked over to Sherry. She got out of the car and followed Steve closely into the connivence section of the station. Steve grabbed some bottles of water for Sherry and walked over to her. She was at the rack of chips picking out a bag. When Steve got to her she finally made her decision. She grabbed a bag of Doritos and turned around. She saw the bottles of water in Steve's arms and stared at them in disgust.

"I want some Mt. Dew. I am so sick of water! All I drank for six years was water, juice, and tea. I want some Mt. Dew for a change!"

"Then go get one fast."

Sherry smiled and ran over to the refrigerator that held them and pulled out three bottles. She came back and Steve stared at her for a second.

"What? I want Mt. Dew and that means A LOT of it."

"Three bottles?"

"Of course. I'm gonna down this shit like an alcoholic at a free bar. I haven't had this stuff in ages."

"Fine, but you're still getting water because I don't want you to get dehydrated."

"I know, I know. Wait by the bathroom for me. I gotta go!"

Steve groaned and stood beside the women's restroom door and waited silently for Sherry to come out. While he was waiting a little kid walked by and couldn't help but stare at Steve. Steve then looked around and saw that everybody in the store was staring at him in the same way.

Steve turned to the window and saw his reflection in the glass. He looked normal to him. He had on his clothes and even had his sunglasses on. Maybe it was because he was wearing all black like Wesker? He had no clue, but he wished Sherry would get out faster. He heard the door open behind him and saw Sherry emerge from behind it. He stared at her a few seconds and thought that maybe they were staring at him because of her.

"What the hell are all these people staring at?" whispered Steve in Sherry's ear.

"Apparently you."

"But why?"

"I have no clue. Maybe because you're carrying all that stuff?"

"Yeah. Maybe."

Steve and Sherry walked up to the register and was greeted by a middle-aged woman. She had on a red vest and her name tag that was pinned on it said "Karen". She grabbed the items and began to ring them up.

"Oh, yeah I had pump six also." said Steve as he pointed to the car.

"Alright. And your total is $43.50."

Steve handed her a fifty and she punched the numbers into the pad.

"Your change is $6.50. Here you go and have a nice day."

"You too." said Sherry with a smile..

Steve and Sherry walked out of the station and walked to their car. Steve unlocked the doors and they both got inside. Steve handed Sherry her stuff and then started the car. He drove off looking though the rear view mirror seeing that everybody that was in there was looking out the window still staring at them.

"Stupid red-necks." said Steve

"They're just dumb. But to them you did look a little creepy. With the black suit and the shades. Not to mention the red hair. You kinda look like the devil sorta all dressed like that."

"Me? The Devil? Hahahaha that's the craziest thing ever. And I don't look creepy."

"Sure ya do! You're the Ginger Devil!"

"You're a bitch. I'm not a Ginger."

"You have red hair. You're a Ginger. You know Leon kinda had red hair in Raccoon."

"Well he doesn't now, it was brown."

"Claire probably made him dye it. She's kinda scared of red heads."

"Her hair was kinda red on Rockfort."

"Have you ever hear of dying your hair to hide you identity? Her natural color is auburn, I know because she dyed her hair before she left Leon and me."

"I see. So Claire is scared of red heads."

"And of clowns."

"Clowns?"

"She told me that it had something to do with her Brother and the Circus when she was little."

"She's scared of all of those things, but she can kill a Tyrant without even screaming?"

"Yup. She's so cool!"

"Yeah I guess she is."

"Don't forget."

"What?"

"I will kick your ass still."

"I wouldn't doubt it."

A/N: Finally! One more chapter completed! I had a little extra time to type this up! By extra I meant my sleep time. Ahh I couldn't sleep anyways. Oh if you got confused by the target scores, I'm basing them off of the ones that are shaped like a person. The 9 is the ring just before the bullseye/ the 10. I hope to have another chapter down soon! Any complaints/ ideas just message/ review. Thanks once again to those who reviewed. It always means a lot[Except for the bad ones :(