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Tenebrae	By : Raptor6411 Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 13262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Leon
breathed deeply, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he looked
into Ashley�s wide uncertain eyes.

�Let�s do it.�

She bit her lip in another moment of worry, still unsure. He
took a brief moment to enjoy the unintentional eroticism of her action, then hastened to reassure her.

�It�s the best chance we have, Ashley. I think we have to do
it.�

Sighing her consent, her small,
graceful hands began to move across the console, starting the strange machine Leon
found himself lying beneath. Closing his eyes again, Leon
waited for the procedure to begin.

Ashley stared at the blinking screen before her.

PROCEDE? YN _

If this hurt him, what would she do? She couldn�t face the
prospect of being alone after coming so far through so much.

Her dependence on him had grown into a need, and that need
in turn had blossomed into something quietly yearning deep in the reaches of
her heart. She hadn�t dared put a name to it- not yet. But softly in the back
of her mind it demanded things from her. It told her to take his hand, to brush
the hair away from his eyes. To hold him close when she had
the chance. To trust him. And she wanted so
badly to do these things, but it wasn�t the time or the place. So she placed
all her hopes in escaping, and returning to a world where a small thing that
might be love would have time to search for an answer both within itself, and
within him.

She hit the Y key, and placed her faith in him.

When it was over Leon
sat up, coughing slightly. �Wow. That hurt like a bitch.�

Ashley grasped his hands excitedly, just happy he had
survived. �It worked Leon!
Oh, I thought you might die.�

�No, I seem to be in one piece,� He said wryly. �Your turn.�

As she climbed onto the table he resisted the urge to try
and sneak a peek up her skirt. He was fairly certain she wouldn�t all that
happy that he had already memorized the pattern around the waist of her
panties- there was no point in pushing his luck.

Beautiful Ashley. It had seemed to
become all one word over the course of his time with her. Beautifulashley. Unfolding
like a flower, revealing more layers of herself
beneath the surface. When had she become so desirable? Even in the midst of the
terrors around them he found ways to touch her, to take her hand, to gently
place his hand on her back to guide her, to lift her over things. It was a
messily emotional tangle of feelings that he hadn�t had the leisure to sort
out. Maybe it was simply a matter of availability, of convenience. It seemed
like a cheap answer though. Events often drew people together, but that didn�t
mean it couldn�t last.

All this was of course assuming she even felt a modicum of
the same thing. He knew she was grateful, and that she respected and trusted
him. Beyond that, he was groping in the dark. He momentarily indulged himself
with the various images that the phrase �groping in the dark� conjured, then started the procedure.

___

The remains of what had once been Osmund
Saddler lay bubbling and steaming amongst the steel I-beams. He was dead, and
the island that had been his sanctuary was dying with him.

He wasn�t certain how much time they had to escape, but he
knew it couldn�t be much. Firmly gripping her hand, he fled down the tunnels.
The key Ada
had thrown him jingled in one of his front pockets, a faint reminder of its
presence. Whatever the key was for, he hoped it was fast.

Deep booms echoed into Ashley�s ears over the sound of her
own harsh breathing. There was no time to stop and catch her breath, so she
ignored the burning in her lungs and clung tighter to Leon�s
hand. Wherever he was taking her, she trusted him to get them out, like he
always had.

They emerged into an open space on the edge of an
underground river. Leon
briefly wondered if it was the same river he had traveled on before until he
sheepishly remembered that river had been on the mainland. Roped to a dock on
the swift moving water was a Jetski, fitting the bill
for the fast vehicle requirement.

Leon
jumped on board, the Jetski settling beneath him. The
comforting weight of Ashley was soon hunkered down behind him with her arms
wrapped tightly around his middle. Leon
jammed the key into the ignition and started the Jetski,
throwing the rope off back to the dock.

�Hang on sweetheart!�

Ashley felt a brief flutter in her chest at the endearment
before all thought was erased by the crashing waves as the Jetski
sped towards the exit.

An ever loudening roar was her first clue of what was behind
them. Turning her head around to squint through the spray, she immediately saw
what was approaching.

�Leon!
There�s a huge wave behind us!�

�I know, I know!� Leon
shouted back. He urgently gunned the engine in an attempt to milk more speed
out of the craft. �Just hold on!�

Ashley buried her face into his back and braced for the
worst.

With a crashing crescendo the tiny Jetski
was shot from the tunnel like a bullet from a gun. Ashley felt her legs be
forcibly blown back by the sheer momentum of the movement- with her footing
lost, her grip failed and she fell kicking into the water.

The Jetski smashed into the water.
Leon braced
both feet before impact to prevent from either being slammed into the dashboard
or flung forward over the handle bars. When the craft finally settled in the
water, he realized with dawning panic that Ashley was no longer behind him.

�Ashley? Ashley!�

To his relief she emerged coughing and sputtering only a few
yards away, treading water while pushing the hair from her eyes. �I�m here!�
She shouted blindly, still unable to see but waving one arm in the air.

A smile forced its way onto his face as she floundered in
the surf. The call of mischief tugging at him, he remained silent for a few
moments.

�Leon?�
A note of fear entered her voice. �Leon?
Where are you?�

He laughed then, gunning the craft over to scoop her from
the waters. Regaining the use of her vision she narrowed her eyes at him,
smacking him playfully on the shoulder.

�Oh yeah, that was really funny Leon.�

He only laughed again, and the sound swept her along with it
to the joyous feelings of freedom. She laughed too- she didn�t know why. But it
felt right.

It was over now, truly over. The full import of what they
had done, and what had been done to them came crashing down around her. Through
such terrible trials he had brought her, through the darkness he had led the
way. She owed him so much, she thought, and had so little to give in return.

And she had placed her trust where it would never be broken,
in his hands. She had needed so much from him, took so much and gave so little.
Overwhelmed, she expressed this the only way she knew how.

Leon
was silenced when he felt her slim arms wrap around him again, her face burying
against his neck. The feeling of her breath made him breathe easier.

�Thank you,� She whispered. �Thank you.�

There were no words after that- only comfort.

___

The island was little more than a rocky outcropping on the
lake, a small jut of black stone weathered by the wind and spray. Lonely and
bleak, it stood not far from the mainland shore, overlooking the woods. It
would serve as adequate shelter for the time being.

Leon
was busily clearing the small spit of land of brush, piling the fruit of his
labors into a heap. Driven by a deep need to be helpful, Ashley also scoured
the area for burnable wood.

Pausing in his labor, Leon
watched with some amusement as she gingerly stepped her way around the uneven
terrain, looking completely out of place in her ragged sweater and skirt. She
was barefoot despite the chill, cradling various sticks in her arms while the
wind played with her hair. Even now after the true threats were over, he felt
fiercely protective in a way he didn�t fully understand. Tossing his burden on
the pile, he made his way over to her.

�Need any help with that?� He offered. She looked up at him,
her soft eyes backlit by the setting sun. She said nothing, simply meeting his
gaze. Her eyes ran the length of him, her body language seemingly at ease in
the absence of speech. He himself felt faintly uncomfortable, like he was being
studied. Her warm lips curved in a small smile.

�Eager to please, Mr. Kennedy?� She
teased him. He realized with a start that he didn�t know this Ashley, who
walked around barefoot and smiled. This beautiful stranger was a new side he
had never seen before. The entire time they had spent together they had both
been tired and fearful.

�Well, you know me,� He mumbled through a grin. Boldly, he
did some teasing of his own. �I�ll do anything for a kiss.�

�Payment upon delivery,� She said quickly, holding out her
bundle of sticks. Leon
eyed her, certain she was just messing around. How far was he willing to run
with this? To, he admitted, its preferable conclusion.

Taking the bundle from her, he crossed over to the
accumulated stack of debris and tossed it on the top. Turning to face her, he
raised an eyebrow. �Well, that�s my part of the deal.�

�Then I guess,� Ashley said coyly, closing the distance
between them. �That I better follow through.�

Somewhere in the back of his head Leon
fuzzily recognized that his palms were sweating, but he stammered out a
response. �Wouldn�t want to have to report you to the BBB.�

�No,� She said, now very close to him indeed. �We wouldn�t
want that��

Then she kissed him and it was like living again.
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