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Fire And Water	By : Leona Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 1701 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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�Poor bastards,� sighed Rain, watching the woman�s corpse bump lazily against the thick glass. She didn�t feel very convincing about it. It was a dog-eat-dog world working for Umbrella, and she was just glad she wasn�t down here four hours ago. At least this was more interesting than burnt popcorn.
The cop was staring at every air conditioning vent he walked by. �What�s your deal?� she asked, poking him with the muzzle of her TMP.
�What,� he replied, looking confused.
�I hope you�re not thinking you can go crawling through the air ducts,� she said. �You won�t get very far. What�s your real name?�
�Didn�t you read my badge,� he asked coolly.
�No, J.D. did.� What an idiot, he couldn�t even keep her gender straight. �What�s your name?�
�Matt.�
�So, Matt. Just how recently did you get transferred?�
He paused. �A few weeks ago?�
�Are you asking me?�
�No, a few weeks ago.�
Rain stopped him, tired of the games. �You�re not a fucking cop. You know what? I deal with people like you every week, trying to put me out of a job just because you can�t fucking get a respectable one. And let me tell you one more thing, Matt,� she backed him against the wall, gun casually pointed toward him. �It�s not gonna work, just like it�s never worked before. As soon as we get out of The Hive, you�re going to be spending a lot of time in court trying to explain why you had to break into Umbrella�s property tonight.�
The man swallowed hard, staring down the barrel of Rain�s weapon. He said nothing. She knew she had hit the nail on the head. �Rain,� One called from down the hall. �Get over here!�
She gave Matt one more look of poison before grabbing his arm and pushing him in the direction of the squad leader. They entered the dining hall, or so Kaplan had reported it was. Unless The Hive�s workers ate between cryogenic tanks, the room had to be mislabeled. �Maybe the corporation�s keeping a few secrets,� Matt said ominously.
Rain rolled her eyes. It was becoming more and more obvious that she had been right all along about him. She pressed her gun into his ribs again. He shut up.
�Give me a search but keep it tight,� One was saying. Rain assumed she was still stuck with the hippie.
�Move it,� she snapped, leading him through the rows of steaming cells. He wondered aloud what the equipment was for. �None of my business,� Rain shrugged.
�You really don�t care that there are huge mysterious tanks in the dining room of a company that manufactures medicine? Your employer?�
�How many times do I have to shove this gun into your face before you realize I don�t give a shit?�
�Why not?�
Rain had just about had enough of this guy. She shoved him against a tank. �What�s it gonna take for you to shut up?�
He blinked at her. �Let me out of the handcuffs.�
She shook her head. �Sorry, Mattie, no can do. I�ve got orders. As much as I�d like you to be out of my hair, I�d much rather see you be out of my hair in jail.�
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Matt cocked his head and studied Rain�s face. So she wasn�t into feeling guilty about Umbrella�s actions and she wasn�t willing to give in to bribery. He was running out of options. Remembering his inner dialogue on the train, he decided to try something. As the female soldier leaned in close to spit another biting remark at him, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. She recoiled immediately, looking briefly shocked before regaining her usual cold attitude. She gripped her gun and opened her mouth as if to shout for her team, but said nothing. �We�ll discuss this later,� she growled, taking him by the arm again.
At least she didn�t shoot me...
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Who did this asshole think he was? Rain was fuming as she dug her fingers into Matt�s arm, pulling him along like a leashed dog as she halfheartedly checked for survivors between rows. She was never caught off guard like that by a man. And what kind of situation was this, where he thought he could just start making out with her? Did he think she was that easy? Did he think she had any remote interest in an anti-establishment geek like him?
Men like Matt didn�t just outright kiss her unless they wanted their nuts in a vice a minute later. And they certainly didn�t kiss her when she was on duty. And they certainly didn�t kiss her in an underground laboratory filled with dead people. Rain felt her cheeks burning. She tried to shove it down, but a feeling of dread crept over her. She realized that this pseudo-cop had kissed her and she didn�t knee him in the crotch or knock his lights out. In fact, she had told him they would �discuss it later.� Discuss what? She didn�t know, but she assumed he would be discussing it with her fist.
�We�re walking in circles,� Matt said timidly behind her, bringing her back to reality. Sighing, she shoved him in front of her. �Then show me the way, genius,� she sneered.
He led Rain back to J.D. and sat sullenly on the edge of a storage box. Her partner was looking around with curiosity. �What the hell do they keep in these things?�
�How do I know,� Rain shrugged. Why was everyone asking her these stupid questions? She watched the cop, who was looking uncomfortable in his restraints. Rain let a smile show on her lips. Maybe she�d let him out later, the poor kid. She blinked to clear her head, angry with herself for going soft over an unwelcome kiss. Maybe it had been too long since she had gotten laid. He could stay in those handcuffs, the bastard.
The rest of the team had moved on to the Red Queen�s chamber, hoping to shut the computer down. Rain paced, agitated. After about five minutes, the power flickered and went out. Rain inhaled sharply, bringing her gun to the ready. The lights returned in a few seconds.
�They must have gotten to the computer. Take a breather, Rain,� suggested J.D., noticing her tense disposition. �I�ll stay with the prisoner.�
She clenched her jaw and stared at Matt, quickly making a decision she never would have pictured herself making when she entered The Hive. �No, I�ll take him with me,� she told her partner. �Maybe he�s ready to tell the truth about what he was doing up there.�
She pulled Matt up and shot him an amused look. �Come on, cop.�
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The R.P.D. imposter followed Rain down the rows of tanks, wondering why she brought him along. He thought about how angry she had looked about his kiss, and assumed that he was about to �discuss this� now. He blandly hoped she would unlock his wrists before killing him. Maybe he�d have a chance of escape.
She led him down a dim hall adjacent to the dining room and backed him against the wall with her gun. �What do you think I am,� she demanded.
Matt feigned ignorance. �I don�t know what you�re talking about.� He winced as she jabbed his stomach harder with her weapon.
�You know, the... kissing me back there,� she said in a menacing voice. �Do you have any idea what I do to men who treat me like that?�
Clearly this was the wrong option for getting out of his handcuffs. Matt noticed that she had a habit of dramatically pronouncing every word when she was angry. He looked fearfully into her dark eyes, narrowed inches from his face, expecting a bullet or a fist coming from her direction at any moment.
Instead, she set the gun down and pressed her body to his. �You want to play this game, Matt? We can,� she breathed. �Normally I�d castrate you for being such a jerk...�
This was definitely a surprise. Maybe it had worked after all. He became aware of Rain�s hand moving up his chest and around the back of his neck, pulling him down for another sensual kiss. His muscles relaxed. He hadn�t noticed until now how attractive Rain could be. Apparently his hormones had, because as her palm brushed over his groin, he realized that he was extremely turned on by her touch.
She didn�t hesitate to make her way into his jeans, methodically removing his belt and unbuttoning the bottom of his shirt. He briefly noted that this was not surprising, given her to-the-point attitude elsewhere. She made him move forward slightly, and then wrapped her fingers around his cock. He gasped, trying to keep it quiet so J.D. wouldn�t hear. She hadn�t let him out of the handcuffs yet, but at the moment he couldn�t muster the mental capacity to care. Her warm mouth closed around him and he glanced down at her bobbing head for a moment before closing his eyes and relaxing against the wall.
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The Umbrella soldier knew that she had completely lost her mind. She was on a mission, a dangerous one at that, and here she was, blowing a guy she didn�t even know in a dark hall like some two-dollar hooker. She was disgusted with herself, but she couldn�t stop. She swirled her tongue slowly along Matt�s length, enjoying his sporadic breathing and the feeling of his ass beneath her hands. Never again, she told herself. Finish this and never be so unprofessional again.
She was attracted to Matt, but she didn�t know why. She hated everything his kind stood for. Maybe it was his piercing blue eyes or the toned body she had felt beneath his thin shirt while dragging him around earlier. Either way, it didn�t matter. She wouldn�t have to see him for long. When they got back to the surface, One would have him carted off to be dealt with and she�d forget about this whole mistake.
Matt groaned above her and sucked in his breath as he came, straining desperately against his handcuffs. Rain waited until he had relaxed, then backed away and spit quietly in a corner. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and turned back to Matt, who had slid halfway down the wall in exhaustion. She knelt beside him and he looked at her through half-closed eyes. A smile played on her lips.
�Rain,� J.D.�s voice came in over her walkie-talkie. �Come in, you okay?�
Matt seemed to force himself to stand up. �A little help,� he asked, brandishing his handcuffs.
Rain smirked and shook her head, pulling his pants back into place for him. �You�re staying in the cuffs for now.� She saw Matt grit his teeth and knew that the seduction was a ploy. No matter; it hadn�t worked, but she didn�t find herself angry about it, simply amused at his feeble effort to trick her. She unhooked her radio from her belt. �Yeah, J.D., I�m coming back now.�
She sauntered back to her partner, picking her nails nonchalantly with her pocketknife. �Where have you been?� J.D. asked. Not waiting for an answer, he added, �They�re late.�
There was just under an hour and a half left on the countdown to The Hive�s closing. As Rain checked her watch, the trio was startled by what sounded like a falling pipe on the far side of the room. �I�m on it,� she volunteered.
There was definitely something in the room. More metallic crashes sounded as Rain swept up the rows with her TMP, closing in on the source. It was a woman, leaning awkwardly against a pillar.
�J.D., we�ve got a survivor,� Rain yelled as she approached.
�It�s okay,� she said calmly, reaching for the woman. The survivor collapsed into her arms. Rain�s eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of the face. Pale and bloody, the eyes inhumanly bluish-white. Before she could react, the woman had sunk her teeth into the flesh between Rain�s thumb and forefinger. Suddenly Rain found herself on the ground, desperately trying to hold the crazed survivor away. J.D. came racing around the corner. �Get her off me before I stab her ass!�
He threw the creature off Rain and helped her up. �She bit me,� Rain said in disbelief, staring at the bloody teeth marks in her hand. J.D. cocked his pistol and fired several rounds into the woman. She hissed throatily after each one but still stumbled forward. Rain knew there was no way this... woman could be human. Frustrated with J.D.�s ineffective gun, she held up her TMP and emptied a dozen bullets into the creature�s chest. It flew backward and landed in a pile of hoses, finally lying still. Rain looked at J.D., silently telling him this is how it�s done.
�I shot her five times, how was she still standing,� he murmured.
�Bitch isn�t standing now,� Rain sneered.
Matt appeared behind her, followed by Kaplan, Spencer, and Blondie. �What was all the shooting,� Kaplan demanded.
�We found a survivor,� Rain sighed, wrapping her injured hand with gauze.
�And you shot him?�
Rain turned her head and shot him a look of annoyance. �She was crazed. She bit me.�
�She�s gone!� The group looked over at J.D.
�That�s bullshit,� Rain snapped. Sure enough, the demented survivor had vanished. Rain�s stomach flipped. She had pumped that thing full of lead; there was no way it could have walked away.
Spencer�s wife and Matt were inspecting the blood trail left by the creature. �Looks like it�s coagulated,� Matt said in the elitist voice Rain had come to despise. �Blood doesn�t do that until after you�re dead.�
Rain was ready to shut him up with a sarcastic remark when Spencer did the honor for her. �Can we go now,� he asked impatiently.
�We have to wait for the rest of the team,� she said. Kaplan�s worried look caught her eye. This could only mean one thing.
�There�s no one else coming,� he said, confirming her suspicions.
�What the fuck are you talking about,� she asked hostilely, approaching her teammate. There was no way One was dead... J.D. hushed them. Another metallic rattling had begun, much like the one that had led her to the flesh-eating woman. Another wave of dread washed over her. A crowd of the same deranged survivors was closing in. If fifteen bullets couldn�t hold one of them down, there was practically no point in trying to beat this many with the relatively small amount of firepower the team carried. She stood rooted to the spot, gun ready.
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Matt gripped the keys to his handcuffs tightly as the undead creatures approached the group. They had fallen out of Rain�s pocket when she had been assaulted, and he had managed to pick them up while analyzing the woman�s blood as a distraction. He tried to work the keys into the cuffs one by one, knowing that once the victims of Umbrella�s deadly practices had overpowered the team, no one would remember to defend the guy in handcuffs.
Rain was again tackled by a woman, but this time she was ready. She snapped the creature�s neck and it fell, finally dead. The team opened fire on the approaching crowd, whom Matt noticed were grotesquely burned, torn, and decayed. The right key was not finding its way into the lock fast enough. Spence�s wife was yelling directions, which didn�t seem to help, and Kaplan was telling the victims to stay back.
The team charged down the hall, leaving Matt still struggling with his cuffs. Spence�s wife grabbed him, shouting. A tank spontaneously exploded, throwing both of them to the floor. Matt blinked, seeing stars. His head ached and he slowly registered that he had lost the keys. Frantically looking around, he saw them under a ledge and crawled over. An Umbrella victim, on fire from the explosion, stumbled toward him and he kicked it, knocking the keys down the grate behind him in the process. Fuck! his mind screamed as he strained to feel them through the holes in the grate.
Fortunately, he discovered that it was shallow. The fiery victim grabbed his leg and he shook the creature off. Mercifully, his fingers found the keys then. He viciously kicked the zombie at his feet, but it had already transferred the flames to his ankle. Shaking his leg vigorously, Matt finally felt the click of the handcuffs releasing and immediately began attempting to smother the fire creeping up his leg. Several undead had approached him now, and there was an inhuman roar shaking the tank behind him. He had almost given in to his fate when a pair of living human hands pulled him to safely. Spence�s wife. Thank God for her. They ran. Matt followed the woman halfway back to the team and then quietly slipped away to find Lisa�s office.
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Rain clicked her last remaining clip into her gun. �Hurry up, I�m running out of ammo!� Kaplan had been working on that door far too long, what did he think this was, a party? Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of J.D. taking over the access pad. She squeezed her trigger at the crowd in front of her and glanced back just in time to see the doors open behind J.D., revealing another massive crowd of undead.
�NO!� she screamed, voice cracking as her tears welled up. The creatures dragged her partner into their midst. Rain reached for him and ignored the several sets of teeth that met her arm. Spencer and Kaplan pulled her back and all she could do was helplessly watch J.D. get eaten alive.
J.D...
The two men dragged her to the Red Queen�s chamber and sealed the doors.
�There�s too many of them out there,� Rain said absentmindedly, flexing her injured hand.
�Lab coats, badges... those people used to work here,� Kaplan shouted, nearly losing it.
�All the people working here are dead,� Rain told him, refusing to believe what she already knew was obvious. �When you cut the power, you unlocked the doors. You let them out.�
He ignored her bait. �We�re never going to make it back to the surface.�
Rain frankly didn�t care who these creatures were or why they were acting this way. She wanted more ammo, a hot bath, and sunlight. Giving Matt another blowjob wasn�t sounding so bad at the moment, either. Speaking of which...
�Where�s the blonde and the cop?�
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