He is Real

Chapter 21

Warnings: Lemon Eventually, Gore, Language

*Author's Note: Uhhh, not much to say, except that I don't own this, still have the permission thing to bring it over, all I did to it was edit. And uh, I do not own these characters.

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You coughed out water and opened your eyes, slightly relieved that you could see Leon coming to save you. You were pulled back down, deep into the water. Air bubbles floated from your mouth and up to the surface.

'I need...oxygen,' you thought as you can feel yourself drifting off, maybe even drowning to the point of death.

"__________!" Leon called out to you seeing that you were no longer floating in the surface. "No..." he whispered to him self, and dived down deep.

He held his breath as he looked for you, looking from side to side then up and down. He spotted you slowly sinking with the man pulling you down. He quickly paddled his feet, swimming quickly towards you.

Your eyesight was slowly becoming blurry as you starred at a figure swimming towards you at a fast pace.

'Leon...?' you thought, as you closed your eyes and opened them up again.

Leon finally reached you, putting his arm around your waist and grabbing his handgun from his pants. He aimed the barrel of the gun right at the man's arm and fired. The sound echoed in the water, the bullet hitting the man.

His blood seeping from the bullet hole and enchantingly floated in the water. He let go of your ankle, and slowly sank to the bottom of the river. Leon put his gun back to the waistline of his pants, putting both of his arms around your waist and quickly swimming back up.

He gasped for breath as he resurfaced and began making his way towards land.

"Hold on, _________," he whispered and glanced over to you. Your eyes were shut and your mouth was partially opened. You were motionless. He frowned and continued on to land.

He made it to the edge. He hoisted himself up, bringing you up also. He laid you on the grass and placed two fingers on your neck--just below the side of your jaw--searching for a pulse. Nothing...not even one beat.

"Shit," he cussed and laid his head on your chest, again hearing for a pulse. Still nothing. "Damn it, you're not going to die on me now."

"Jessica, take my gun and try to shoot at them, okay?" Luis told her.

Jessica nodded as she grabbed his gun from the waistline of his pants and looked back. She began to pin point the right place to aim. When she finally decided she lifted the gun, aiming back at the leg of a woman that was deadly close.

Jessica smirked and pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced right into her ankle. It wasn't the exact spot she wanted to hit but it was good enough for her. The woman screamed in agony as she fell onto her face.

"Nice shot," Luis complimented.

"Thanks...you can put me down, I think I can run the rest of the way," Jessica informed.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Luis nodded and quickly placed her on her feet, grabbing her hand and pulling her back into a sprint.

Jessica winced lightly but her ankle didn't hurt as much as the day before. They could hear the loud shouts of the people behind them; trying everything they had in their power to stop the two. Jessica quickly handed Luis his gun.

Luis aimed back, shooting a man in the face, making him tumble over causing some others to fall with him. Luis smiled in triumph and continued running away from their impalement.

Leon placed both his palms on your chest, at the position of your heart. He began to pump, performing CPR. He counted in his mind, one...two...three. He lifted one hand, plugging your noise as he leaned down, placing his lips against yours as he breathed into your mouth, having oxygen flow into your lungs.

Leon put his palms back on your chest, pumping three times once again then blowing air in you.

"Come on, come on," he pleaded as he pumped on your chest.

You were still not breathing, or even moving at that. A worried look crossed his face. He brought his lips to yours again, breathing into you.

"Please..." he whispered as he pumped on your chest. Suddenly you began to cough aloud, coughing out water and gasping for breath. Leon smiled and held up your head so you wouldn't choke on it. You continued to cough and you slowly opened your eyes.

"Leon?" you called out to him. He smiled.

"I'm here ,_________, I'm here for you," he replied.

"I...I thought I was a goner," you whispered with disbelief.

You bit your bottom lip, closing your eyes as you coughed a few more times. You really did think you were going to die.

Leon slowly brought your body towards his, embracing you tightly. You brought your hands up his bare chest and wrapped them around his neck, nuzzling your face into it.

"Don't worry," he whispered with a sigh as he began to stroke your hair softly. "I won't let anything happen to you...I promise."

Both of you pulled away. You gave him a weak smile; he smiled in return as he rubbed away a stray tear that had escaped from your eye.

"Thank you," you said.

"Anytime. Now maybe you should get dressed, unless you're planning to walk in only that," he remarked with a smirk.

You cocked up a brow and looked down. You blushed and tried covering yourself up, forgetting that you were only in your black bra and panties.

"Uh, c-can you get my clothes?" you asked, keeping your gaze away from him.

He lightly laughed before getting up and walking towards your shirt and your pants you left on the grass. He picked them up with ease, coming back to you and handing it. You smiled nervously as you grabbed your shirt first, quickly placing it over your head and onto your torso.

Leon turned around, giving you some privacy as you began to pull up your pants. You buttoned them and zipped them up.

"Ready," you announced as your began to squeeze all the water out of your hair. Leon turned to you, nodding and gesturing you to follow him. You walked back to where he was bathing. He grabbed his shirt, sliding it over his well built chest.

You pouted a tiny bit, not wanting him to cover up that nice body of his. He placed his holsters over him, placing his gun back where it should be. He looked up at you.

"C'mon, let's go find Luis and Jessica," he said. You nodded in agreement as he took your hand, bringing you back into the forest.

Jessica was panting heavily, beginning to trail back to the point that Luis was beginning to drag her along. Her legs were sore, her ankle worse. She couldn't do this anymore. She was sweating and dehydrated, she needed a break, now.

Luis was becoming tired as well. It was only time that he would soon be in the state Jessica was in. The Las Plagas infected group behind them didn't seem affected. They continued to run like there was no tomorrow.

"Luis...I...can't do...this anymore," Jessica choked out, closing her eyes from the feel of her scratchy throat.
"Just hold on a little longer..." Luis told her, sending a sweet smiled to her direction. Jessica weakly smiled back and forced herself to continue.

There seemed to be fewer trees the farther they went. The forest was silent except for the panting from Jessica and the moans from the Las Plagas carriers. The dirt was becoming less soft, and the grass was beginning to disappear.

The sun beamed down on them, making them feel even hotter then they already were. Luis continued to look forward, keeping his focus on escaping. He didn't want the heat to get the better of him, he couldn't.

All he wanted right now was to keep Jessica safe, escape with their lives and look for Leon and you. Hopefully you wouldn't be in a more terrible situation then he was in, he thought. Hopefully you were safe, along with Leon.

But what he really had to worry about was: how was he going to get out of this mess?

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*Author's Note: Hmm, so what did you think of this part? Not really lemon and all, but it's kinda sort of close. I know there's a bonus chapter somewhere with Luis and Jessica..... hmmm....