Chapter Twenty Four

Her eyes slowly opened, the watery rim making the world blurry and sad. Everything was sad.. Her mother was missing, and had been for almost over a day… The man in black told her he was her father… Had mommy lied? Or was the man in black lying to her.. his eyes.. they were like mommy's… What if something was wrong, and that's why mommy had told her he was sick. Maybe he was sick… maybe he knew where mommy was..

A cool hand pressed to the child's forehead, causing her to scrunch away. Doctor Larson peered down at her, his eyes filled with genuine concern. Her neck had become inflamed from the prosthetic, and he was now worried that her body was starting to reject it.. A small sob came from the child as he sat next to her, the little girl moving into a ball of quivering sadness. Calmingly, Larson smoothed her back, just like Angelica had used to when the child was about to throw a fit. The little girl responded slowly by looking back at him, her eyes rimmed with red where she had cried herself wretched earlier that day. Gathering her blankets upwards slightly, Frederick took the direct approach before he could even think better of it. Easing the blankets down, he lifted the child under the arms and sat her upright. She did nothing, merely looking at him tiredly. The effects of the sedative must not have completely worn off yet… Forcing a smile, the doctor chirped happily. "We are going to take a trip, little one. You had better start getting ready.."

Slowly, as if mechanically inclined, she obeyed despite the fact her eyes told another story. Larson watched as she gathered a few toys, and moving slowly, he grabbed a few of her favorite clothing from what was left of the wardrobe she had splintered into a mess. Within minutes, whatever they required of the room was taken, and now the two were staring at one another. Slowly she reached a hand towards the only man left familiar at the moment. Larson took it gently, leading the child towards the door. As they went across the threshold, she hesitated. Raising an eyebrow, Frederick hung back. Slowly the little girl looked upwards, her face scrunched up into a wrinkly thought. "He really is my daddy…isn't he.." Larson stood, shocked. Even as he was leading her to her father, she somehow knew it. And she wanted to know if the man that had named her his daughter was telling the truth… Slowly, Larson nodded. "Yes…" The little girl looked forwards, now tugging at her doctor's hand to proceed onwards.

As they moved down the hallway, Larson had no idea why she had asked the question. Little had he known that she was testing, and planning in that still developing mind. Her mommy had always told her that no matter how mad or angry she got at her, she could never hurt her baby…

And now she was counting on daddy to do the same..

…..

A snap, and relief flooded his wrists. Leon had not even heard her enter the room, much less slice the rope from his hands. He had tried to slip the bond earlier, but the knots had proven to be her specialty in so many ways more than one.. Looking up in surprised shock, the man stared wide eyed at his captor. Rubbing his wrists, Kennedy slowly sat in an upright position. He did not remain immobile for too long, however, because Wong obviously had other ideas. Grabbing him by the collar, she lifted him off the ground, and towards the door. He stumbled briefly, partially hesitant to follow the woman who had abused him so…

"Ada, what the hell are you doing.." As they rounded the corner, the woman paused. A troop of Umbrella soldiers flashed past, tramping down the hallway and around the next bend. Pushing him back against the wall, Wong eyed Leon carefully. "Do what I tell you, and we may get out alive. Plans change… allegiances can change..you're going to have to trust me if we want to get out of here without getting caught.."

Wisking him through the door way, her hand fit into his for safety. Stalking down the halls, Kennedy watched the woman before him. Her eyes were rimmed with red, moisture left upon her cheeks.. She had been crying.. A dark purple streak was across her neck, and the very sight of it made him angry. What had Wesker done to her.. Halting at one of the corner, he tugged her close to him against her will, forcing the woman dangerously nearby. "We have one problem, pretty thing.." His fingertips moved into her hair. Her shoulders were rigid, the fear of being discovered evident in Ada's body language. Cocking her head to the side, her almond eyes narrowed. "What…" Leon growled low before planting a kiss upon her forehead, his hand moving to her neck roughly. "We have a small recon team from the BSAA here.. and you didn't even know it. I have friends, and we are going to find them… now…" Backing away from Leon, Wong's eyes went egg wide. "You had back up the entire time, Kennedy?" Nodding, a coy grin spread across his face. Winking as he retrieved her hand to bolt down the hall way once more, Leon chuckled under his breath. "You know me, always prepared… now let's hope they haven't been caught yet…

Or killed…"

…

"What do you mean she's dying?"

Sheva's voice was strained even as she handed over the spare clothing pack from her carryon. The rest had been discarded now, the reaming grenades and clips now either loaded into the weapons, or hanging at the ready at their belts. Slowly pulling the shirt over her head, Angelica turned back to face her companions. Smoothing back her hair, she stepped lightly. Her feet were still bare, and sensitive without her healing factor. She did not wish to become a further hazard by stepping on a construction supply.. "Her cellular structure is breaking down far faster than Wesker's… My DNA is dormant because it is already in the genome matrix… I have to have the T- virus antibodies to cause then entire strain to become dormant.. which will cause her human DNA to become the active part…" Chris stepped forwards, clearing his throat. "Any chance you can say that in English…" Sheva rolled her eyes at him, snipping his tone quickly. "The child is unstable, and the antibodies Jill has will make her human.."

Slowly Chris' narrowed, the jade orbs glinting in the darkness. An angry look passed into his features as he rose his weapon, pressing it to the woman's head. Angelica did not even flinch, her cool, blue eyes moving to stare calmly ahead. "So you took her..you took her to use her.. and you were the one who kept him alive.. you were the one who kept that monster alive…" Slowly Chris' hand began to shake, his voice dropping to a dangerous octave. Sheva back away, raising her weapon at her partner. "Chris, put it down… she's our only chance to get out of here.. Chris…CHRIS!" Angelica merely watched him, with those eyes…

Those…evil…blue…. Eyes…

"Chris… I was trying to save your child as well.. Those antibodies will attack it… and kill it before it's even born… " Slowly, Redfield began to lower his hand gun, a skeptical stare still crossing his cobalt furies. "How can I believe you.." Angelica placed her hand across the muzzle of the gun, pressing down the item the rest of the way. Genuine concern flitted across her tired face, the once plush lips looking thin and drawn. "Let me take you to her… We can take her out of cryo long enough to get her out of here and to a safe house… But we have to get my daughter, she is the key to saving your child just as Jill is the key to saving mine… We need each other, Chris.. I don't care what happens to me… As for Wesker… I regret trying to make things right, but I can't change what's happened… Trent has betrayed me… And…"

Sheva stepped forwards, placing a comforting hand upon Angelica's shoulder. Even though Alomar was not a mother… she could sympathize. "He fooled you just like he fooled us all… We have to move.. Take us to Jill, and I can promise you we will help you get your little girl… after wards there are no guarantees.." Chris slowly nodded in agreement. Eyeing the doorway, the man took a few steps forwards. "Take me to my wife, Angelica..

And We will help you get your baby… But don't expect me to trust you.."

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"Sir.. Sir, they have issued a code ten level breach… " Trent eyed the hologram projection that had sprng from the screen upon his desk. Slowly he sucked in a breath and flicked over the switch that sat the over view of the complex upon the desk top itself. Switching from image to image, he focused in upon a group of three that consisted of two women and a male… Slowly a smile crept into his features, his dark eyes crinkling ever so slightly. Angelica was resourceful even without her enhanced abilities.. The only problem would be that the serum drip would wear off within the next hour or so.. Things would have to be settled within that time frame.. Flicking on the hologram once more, Trent chuckled. "Tell them to search level block eighteen B… Detain the Project, do not harm….if any other intruders found… Kill them…." Switching off the machine, Trent leaned back into his chair. Perhaps he should get one of the vertabirds ready for take off..

But everything was going to plan…

It was just a matter of time…