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Chapter 5

(Leon's POV)

"It's her", Ada said in a tone of realization and everyone looked at her, "It's her… I knew she was strange, I knew…"
"Woah… calm down lady", Steve said, who was seated just next to her.
"Leon, kill her now", Ada said to me urgently.
"Kill who?", I asked puzzled.
"Its Kathleen", she said horrified and concerned, "It's her, she's the BOW! She was at the mall, she could be there in that dressing room and she must have killed the man. Kill her before she kills you too."

"For god's sake; she wasn't positive for virus test", Claire said and the frustration was obvious from her tone.
"But she is the only one who can be the suspect, she was gone for months that's enough for planting a virus seed and she is suffering from amnesia and…", Ada gave points to support her theory.
"You were missing for months too, shouldn't we suspect you then?", John snapped angrily.
"But she was with me, having coffee", I said posing as her alibi.
"Not at the murder time she wasn't", Rebecca said, "From what I know. According to my data she joined you right after four or five minutes from the actual time of murder."
"You're suggesting I am a BOW", Ada barked at Rebecca, "I took that virus test and it was negative."
"No, I was just proving a point that Kate is as innocent as you", she said firmly meeting her eyes confidently.
"Way to go Becky", Claire said proudly patting her back.

"But still Leon keep an eye on Kathleen, she is a possible suspect", David said being practical.
"What!? But Becky just…", John tried to say.
"What we have here are facts, and we can't deny that she's a strong suspect present near the scene of crime at the time of murder; as Ada roughly suggested it might be some virus we don't know about", David said and John and Claire tried to say something, "No further arguments and dismiss for now."

'Kate it… it can't be her', I thought leaning back on my chair. Although I didn't want to believe it was her but something in the back of my head told me it was her. Well everything was pointing towards her maybe I'll ask her if she went to that shop, if she didn't then it's pretty much obvious that she wasn't involved in this. And even if she went there it's unlikely that she went there at the time of murder.

"Leon!", her sweet voice filled my silent study as she opened the door and I looked up at her, "Sorry for intruding but I called and you didn't answer so I had to get in."
"Ah… the room in soundproof", I told her.
"Dinner's ready", she said, "You coming?"
"Yeah, yeah I have just finished", I said rising from my chair. She smiled and exited through the door and I followed thinking, 'No, she's too much innocent to do something like that.'

I took my seat at the end of the large dining table, as Kate brought set the dinner bowls on the table. She served me dinner without saying anything and I studied her for a bit, she really was different from her old self and again Ada's words echoed in my head making me doubt Kate again. She sat to my left and I cleared my throat still in doubt.

"Do you want anything else", Kate asked serving herself dinner.
"No", I replied and debated whether should I ask her or not, "Umm… Kate."
"Is it something you don't like?", she asked looking at me and then at the dinner she prepared.
"No, it's not that", I shook my head, "I was just thinking, did you visit that store where that murder happened?", I asked trying to frame it as decently as possible.
"Yes, actually it was the first shop I visited… wait are you thinking… ", she was saying.
"No, no, no you're getting all wrong", I said feeling very, very bad for asking that and then hearing that she was there at the time of murder wasn't making me feel any better either.
"I know what you're thinking", she said and I got ready for the worse if she attacked me and my hand involuntary grabbed my gun, "You were thinking what if I got killed instead of that man; oh Leon you are really sweet", she said keeping her hand on mine and smiled, "Don't worry I am fine now."

I was relieved that Kate didn't think I was suspecting her to be the murderer. Well she was too dumb to think that way. I couldn't but wonder what would have happened if she didn't have amnesia and I had asked her the same question while we ate our dinner, maybe she had banged my head on the dining table. But still there was a possibility that she was the BOW and could kill me any moment. She had a dangerous and killing intent before amnesia and if she is a BOW now then she is even more dangerous.

I woke up all of sudden when I felt warm hand on my arm, I opened my eyes and saw that Kate had moved closer, "What?", I asked a bit annoyed, since she woke me up; it was already hard for me to sleep with all those nightmares and stuff and she was waking me up when I was supposed to have a good sleep.

"Why were you pretending to sleep when you weren't", she said a bit annoyed herself.
"I was sleeping and to remind you I am light sleeper", I told her and was about to turn my back at her, cursing her under my breath when she stopped me.
"Good, if you are awake now, its better", she turned me to face her and took my hand and placed it on her waist and wrapped her arms around my upper torso, moving really very close to me and I felt uncomfortable that I was feeling completely comfortable when she did that, "What!? You're my husband right?", she asked reading the expressions on my face.
"Yes", I replied softly looking at her trying to read her.
"Then hold me tight", she said, holding me tight burying her head in my chest. I looked down at her, her eyes were tightly squeezed shut, "please!", she almost breathed and I had no option.

I held her tight in my arms keeping her close. I could feel her shiver and her heart was beating ten folds, it was most likely that she had a nightmare, which was the only sane reason for her to seek comfort from me. Maybe she had a dream from her forgotten past or maybe she dreamt about the dead man whom she saw at the mall today just because I was a bit reluctant to let go off her and wanted to see the dead body.

'She didn't killed the man', a voice in the back of my head screamed and my grip tightened around her. I grew more protective and responsible towards her at this point in time. I wanted to protect her with all my strength, 'I won't let anything happen to you', I promised her mentally as she mumbled a thanks adjusting in my arms a bit, snuggling close. I closed my eyes and the old Kathleen came flooding in my mind and I couldn't help but wonder how she knew all this even after leaving Wesker's side for so long. I wondered what situations she's been through and how much losses she suffered to get her hands on the info she gave us, 'Maybe her memories', my inner self answered, 'I just hope you get back your memories soon.'

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