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Tenebrae	By : Raptor6411 Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 13262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The helicopters arrived in the dawn, disturbing the air with
the steady chop of their blades. The familiar noise woke Leon from the first
peaceful sleep he had been able to have in what felt like years, despite the
entire gamut of events running merely a little more than two days. The whirring
craft headed straight to the piers where Saddler had met his end, and Leon
suspected he had something else to thank Ada for.

Stretching his legs with a fair amount of pain, Leon
carefully extracted himself from Ashley�s arms, moving out from under the rock
they had spent the night beneath huddling together from the cold. Reaching into
one of the back cases on his tactical belt, he extracted a flare and ran to the
center of the rock. Thumbing the cap, he ignited it and sent the first fireball
shooting into the sky.

The screech of the flare shocked Ashley to wakefulness and
she opened her eyes, confused and not yet fully awake. �Leon?�
Her arms unconsciously felt the still warm space next to her. �Leon,
where are you?�

�Here,� He shouted. When she emerged from their makeshift
sleeping area he pointed towards the twin choppers. �I think that�s our ride.�

The way her face lit up made something inside him quiver, and parasites had nothing to do with it. With the
morning breeze ruffling her hair and her eyes bright against the dawning sun he
thought she had never looked more beautiful. The kiss- they hadn�t talked about
it. But they would, he resolved. Whatever this was, he wasn�t willing to let it
slip away.

The team of helicopters roared over their small spit of
land, lashing the water with waves of disturbed air. One of them centered
itself over the top, its side door sliding away while the other flew in a
circular waiting pattern. Several men and a harness were quickly and
efficiently lowered to the rocky soil, running to the two survivors with the
dim rattle of equipment. From their uniforms Leon
recognized them as Marines. He noticed they were wearing full body gear,
including filter masks.

�Miss Graham,� The
lead soldier shouted over the chopper blades, his voice muffled from the
headgear. �Come with us please, this
way.�

Ashley reluctantly followed as the men formed up around her,
swiftly moving her towards the waiting harness. She threw a worried look over
her shoulder. �Wait, what about Leon?�

As if remembering Leon�s
presence the soldier turned to shout back at him. �The other chopper is for you Agent, you�ll be
debriefed when we reach the carrier.�

Leon
nodded and waved them off, but Ashley stubbornly dug in her heels. �No he�s my bodyguard,
he needs to go with us!�

The soldier shook his head, firmly taking her arm again. �The other chopper is for him ma�am, we have orders to extract you immediately. Please get
into the harness so we can take you up.�

�But I need him to
come with us-�

�Ma�am you�re going to
be transferred to Marine One on arrival, he won�t be going with you. Please,
get in the harness.�

�I am not going
anywhere without Leon-�

Reaching forward the soldier grabbed her arms and pulled her
towards the waiting harness. �Apologies ma�am
but we need to hurry. Please get in the harness, now.�

Ashley struggled against his implacable grip, trying to
brace herself against the ground. �Leon!�

The sight of her being dragged away coupled with her screaming,
and instantly a thousand terrible images flashed through Leon�s
mind of what was and what might have been. All rational thought was burned away
by her cries for help.

Rushing forward Leon
knocked the soldier away from her, pulling her back towards him. �Don�t you fucking touch her!�

Immediately the surrounding troops shoved Leon
away, some even bringing their weapons up uncertainly. The commander recovered
and looked at Leon
incredulously. �Step back Agent, I�m not
going to warn you again-�

�No!� Ashley
screamed over all of them. She sat down, glaring at the men. �I am not moving from this spot unless Leon is going with me, and if you try to move me
yourself you can be sure my father is going to hear about it!�

Helplessly, the soldier in charge looked up to the hovering
chopper door. The man in charge of the winch raised his arms in a �don�t know�
gesture, then pointed to his helmet comset and shook
his head. The commander sighed. �Alright Miss Graham.
Get in the harness and we�ll take him up next.�

Still Ashley refused. �I
don�t think so. You send him up first.�

Jaw set in frustration the commander silently relented,
motioning for Leon
to strap himself into the harness. Leon
stood, looking at Ashley questioningly. Uncharacteristically she revealed
nothing, turning her head away. Now severely impatient, the troops pulled him
over to the harness.

On his way up, Leon
took opportunity of his altitude to survey the destruction of the island. Smoke
still rose from some parts of it, the surrounding water churned muddy with
rubble. Little was left of the plant that had once stood there.

Once Ashley was also safely onboard and the Marines were
seated, the helicopter set off again, followed closely by the second one. Leon
leaned forward, yelling a question to the commander. �What�s our destination?�

�The USS Peregrine,� The
Marine shouted back. �It�s currently
stationed north of the Mar De Alboran, ETA two hours.�

Leon
nodded, settling back in his seat. Something heavy landed against his shoulder-
when he looked down he discovered it was Ashley�s head, her blonde hair falling
gently to cover him. Leaning down, he put his mouth close to her ear.

�What was that all about?� He asked her. She raised her head
to meet his confused gaze. With a small smile, she shrugged, leaning close to
his ear to answer.

�A little paranoid I guess. Hey, it�s not like I don�t have
good reasons to be.�

He had to give her that one. Resting her head back on his
shoulder, Ashley fell silent. He followed suit, closing his eyes to the curious
gazes of the Marines.

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Leon
was awoken by the jolt of the helicopter as it came to rest on the carrier
deck. The side door was thrown open and they were hustled out, Ashley stumbling
out still half asleep and almost tripping on several of the small protrusions
that dotted the runway.

Squinting in the bright sun, Ashley reached over and tugged
on Leon�s
sleeve. �Where are we going?� She was
still forced to shout now over the whine of jet engines as several aircraft
were being readied for takeoff close by.

Leon
pointed down the strip to the black outline of the presidential helicopter Marine One. �You�re going home with your father. I think
I�ll be meeting my superiors below deck.�

�What? You�re not
coming with me?� She looked worried.

Already she was being led off towards the waiting vehicle while he
was moving back towards the bridge. �You
should be with your father now, I have to report on my
mission.�

�Leon!�

�I�ll see you soon!�
He waved to her, having no idea when he was going to see her again. Still watching
him over her shoulder, she disappeared into the helicopter.

Feeling like he had misplaced something, Leon
descended into the bowels of the ship.

He traveled down numerous metal corridors and bulkheads
until he was led to a door, inside which was a blank white room filled with
various medical instruments, a walled off area of clear plastic, several men
standing around in full biohazard gear, and a haggard looking Johnathan Trask amongst them,
also decked out in hazard clothes.

�Leon!
Jesus H. Christ.� John sank into a plastic covered chair behind him as if those
words had drained him of his last dregs of stamina. �I send you to ask some
questions and you blow up a goddamn island. The Spanish government is throwing
a fit, the President is too tied up in seeing his daughter again to make
decisions, and we�ve got hundreds of civilian casualties tied into some sort of
biological outbreak.�

As he said this Leon
was led to the plastic containment room and sealed inside. Taking quick stock
of his surroundings he walked over to a speaker by the door and spoke into it.

�I-� Leon started.

�That�s a damn fine job, Agent,� John concluded. �A goddamn fine job. And now it�s storytime.
Have a seat.�

The containment area was stocked only with a plain white
table and chair. Leon
pulled the chair up to the speaker and sat.

John raised his hands to rub his eyes until he remembered
that he couldn�t through his visor, and instead looked at Leon
expectantly. �Okay. Last time I saw you, you were headed to the airport taking
the 6:25 to Spain.
Why the hell didn�t you contact us?�

Reaching down to his belt, Leon
unclipped his AV Uplink. He place face first on the clear divider, allowing
everyone to see the large hole it was sporting. �It blocked a pick for me. A
little lower and I�d have a matching hole in my leg.�

John shook his head. �Probably would have been better if you
did, I think a limp is preferable to going solo.� He paused to study Leon
more closely. �We found the squad car in the ravine and what�s left of the
village. Whatever samples we get will have to come from the island, since it�s
more isolated. We�re working with the Spanish government right now, the
mainland area is being quarantined, then we�ll burn
it.�

�The jets?�

�Right. We hope a firestorm will
kill off anything that could potentially spread.�

�I wouldn�t worry about that. It�s parasitical, not viral.
You have to be injected.�

The way he said it made John frown. �Ashley is being looked
over by a doctor now, anything we should know?�

�Anything you can find. We were both injected with eggs.
They hatched into a full blown organism, but we found a machine inside the
island labs that removed them. Unfortunately it�s probably destroyed now.�

John stood up. �Okay then, doctor first, talk
later.�

�John-�

John stopped him with a raised hand. �Plenty of time for debrief later Leon,
we need to make sure you won�t die on us first.�

Leon
wasn�t stupid- he knew the standard procedure for a possible biological
contamination. �How long, John?�

�A month.�

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