Claire was upstaires packing weapons and an aid kit to help if it was needed, she had also packed some bottles of mineral water and some skittles in case they got hungry in the facility, she heard footsteps on the staires, Wondering who it was, she stopped and listened carefully until they continued, and a small figure appeared in the doorway, looking up she recognized the young women as Rebecca Chambers, she hadn't really spoken to Rebecca, but heard a lot about her, she was supposed to be some sort of child scientist,
No, 'supposed to be' about it, she's the most intelligent person I've ever met, smarter than most of my tutors at college.
"yes?" Claire asked, she stopped packing to give Rebecca her full attention,
"I just wanted to talk," Rebecca said, there was a long pause before she continued "Do you need any help packing?"
Claire was studying her,
"Sure" Rebecca knelt down next to Claire and helped fold up clothes, no one spoke for what seemed like ages,
God, this is awkward.
"You taking sweets as well, I see" Rebecca smiled
"Yeah" Claire replied "I was starving at Raccoon and Rockfort. There were vending machines but I'm not taking any chances" The girls continued to make light conversation when Rebecca said something that startled Claire,
"Did you love him?" It was a subject that most people avoided around her, looking directly at Rebecca, Claire said,
"I don't know" It wasn't the answer Rebecca wanted, but she didn't know what to say
I don't know......I think I did but.....
"I only knew him for a few hours, but.......I think I may have.....loved him" Claire said trying to give a better answer, "But I'm totally okay with it now, obviously I'm not happy about what happened, but I have to get over it, and I have."
But I'll miss him
Claire could feel her eyes filling, she forced them back,
"Anyway, I've gotta finish packing" Claire continued to pack and noticed that after a few minutes so did Rebecca, Rebecca was very young, about the same age as Claire, she noticed, maybe if they had met under different circumstances they would've been good friends. After the packing was done, Claire offered to help Rebecca, but she refused, said
"I'll do it myself, you go and dry your hair or something" Rebecca motioned towards Claire's hair, it was dripping and caused a small pool of water on the carpet.
"Okay" Claire agreed.
Leon was sitting in the living-room watching cartoons when Claire walked in, Leon quickly picked up the romote and started to change the channel over,
"There's a load of rubbish on tele,"He lied, he loved cartoons but didn't want to seem immature so always changed the channel over when someone nearly caught him,
"You're a really bad lier,"Claire said a smug smile spread across her face,"Anyway, what were you watchin'?"
"Nothin' really"Leon replied, he was annoyed because he couldn't watch his cartoons,
"Put the cartoons back on, I'm not bothered if you watch them, just don't go getting it into your head that you can get shot several times and live."Claire chuckled
"I don't watch cartoons, " he told her, he realized that Claire's hair was dried and kicked himself for not thinking of using the hairdryer, his damp hair had started to smell,
But my hair had, had worse things in it, like zombie and crocdile goop.
As soon as Claire left he turned it back to cartoons, and it just ended,
Damn
The rest of the night passed slowly, everyone was excited and worried about their 'mission', it was hard to plan their 'missions' because no one had been a leader the closest person was Chris so he had immediatly taken charge of the group, it didn't bother anyone, they all knew how good he was at what he did, except Leon, but he agreed anyway.
Looking up at the ceiling, Jill sighed, it was going to be a long day tomorrow, and they had to be quick, Barry had seen people lurking in the bushes around the house, it wasn't very safe to stay here, it could be Umbrella, Jill sighed again, staring around the room, there were some perks about having a father in jail, he had all sorts of contacts, she wrote to him all the time, but recently she noticed that the letters she received had been opened, deciding it might be Umbrella, she began writing in a sort of code only her and her father used. She always thought of her father as she lay in bed, that thought always calmed her nerves, she drew in a deep breath and exhaled loudly, she placed her hand under her pillow, the metal she felt beneath it, the shear power that it held relaxed her slightly. Ever since the 'mission' at the Spencer estate she had slpet with the weapon near her, it had saved her so many times, it was only a 9mm browning but still.....
If someone tried to break in this house they'd be sorry,
"Jill, you awake?" A voice broke the silence of the room,
"Yep, I can't sleep" Jill looked over towards the bed at the other side of the room, it was hard to make out where Claire was, but, the shuffling and the dark shadow moving gave her away, she had sat up. Jill rose and looked in the direction of Claire,
"You wanna go downstairs 'n' watch tele for a bit, practice hand-to-hand combat?" Jill asked,
"Yeah sure" Claire replied.
After half an hour of watching tele and talking, Claire decided that she felt really tired, her eyelids where drooping, she lay on the sofa, she had no energy left to walk upstairs, her sleep was overpowering her,
CRACK,
RUSTLE
"What was that?" Jill's sharp vioce broke Claire out of her sleep,
"What?" Claire asked, groggily, "I didn't hear any...."
CRACK,
"shit" A quiet whisper came from outside, the window, Claire sat bolt upright, all the feelings of sleep left, Jill motioned for her to go upstairs to get the others, but as soon as Claire left the living room.
BANG!!!!!