After preparing themselves, Chris checks the area's heat signatures from his computer. To their surprise, they find a grouping of what looks to be humans sitting at a table in the lower levels of the campus.

"I hope that's him and not a group of students. Let's go!" Rebecca says excitedly.

They hurry back into the building. Not yet has the west wing gone up in flames but there is a heavy smoke that bellows through the halls. Foot by foot, the two of them make their way to the lower levels where they reach the campus's meeting room. As they prepare to enter they each take one side of the door, then after signaling each other, they burst through the wooden door.

A group of men in business suits stand up from the table and start firing their guns at them. Rebecca ducks down under the table while Chris covers her from the doorway. Ryan makes a mad dash for the exit on the other side of the room with a briefcase in hand.

"I'm going after him!" Rebecca yells.

"No wait!" Chris tries to prevent her from going without him but as he is continuously fired at he has no choice but to let her run ahead.

As Rebecca chases after Ryan he tries to duck and weave his way through the building which is quickly crumbling all around them. She manages to keep up just enough not to let him out of her sight. As they make it to the main hall Ryan dashes for the front entrance but Rebecca fires her gun, and the bullet strikes his hand causing him to drop the briefcase. She fires her gun again and hits him in the back of the leg causing him to fall to his knees. As she approaches him, he writhes in pain, slamming his fist against the floor.

He laughs hysterically, "You think you have won little girl? Haven't you figured it out yet? No matter how many of us you kill, there will always be more willing to take our place. You... and your pathetic friends in the B.S.A.A. They will never know what it's like to experience true power because you are all too weak to handle it."

She aims her gun at his head. "Just shut up. Show some dignity before I decorate the room with your corps."

He laughs again, "You don't have it in you. I've studied you Rebecca. Sure you've killed a few monsters over the years, but you have never killed a human being before. Can you live with the guilt, knowing you have taken a life?"

Tyler rushes into the room having heard everything his father just said. He sees Rebecca with her finger on the trigger, prepared to squeeze.

"Don't do it Rebecca!" He shouts. "You're a better person that he is. Don't let my father turn you into something your not. It's not worth it."

Her hand begins to shake, no longer sure what she should do. She is so close to getting her revenge but at the same time she knows Tyler is right. She would be making herself out to be a monster. The very thing her and all her friends have always tried to protect humanity from. Tyler makes his way over to her and takes her hand into his. He forces her to lift the gun from Ryan's head then holds her close in his arms. She cries into his chest and for a moment she can not breath.

Tyler whispers into her ear, "Please, let me have the gun."

She takes a step way from him. "No, I have to do this. He needs to pay for what he has done."

She takes the gun into her fingers once again and aims at Ryan. She notices that Ryan has grabbed something from his briefcase and injected himself with it. A big smile spreads over his face as his eyes begin to glow red.

He laughs, "Now I will know true power and show you just how useless your efforts to stop us have been."

As he begins to morph into a tyrant Rebecca blasts a few shells into his head. His laughter immediately subsides and he begins to turn back into human form.

Rebecca laughs, "You see Doctor, no matter how powerful you and Umbrella thing your viruses are, they all stem from a single known truth. Destroy the brain and the body will follow. Maybe next time you should wear a helmet."

Ryan gives her one last look of regret then falls over dead on the floor. Tyler stands in shock at his father's lifeless body. Rebecca holsters her gun then turns towards him.

"I'm sorry Tyler, he had to take it too far," she explains.

"No, no. You don't need to explain. I saw with my own eyes the length my father was willing to go for his experiments. You were right. He needed to be stopped." She places a hand on his cheek to reassure him but he moves it away from himself. "I-I need to be alone right now. I'll talk to you later."

As Tyler leaves the room, Chris enters to find the horrific scene laid out before him. Ryan's body drains of blood across the floor and Rebecca stares down at him with a smirk on her face.

"Wow, I can't believe you actually did it," he says shocked.

Rebecca looks up having not noticed him come in. "Chris? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm good. I'm..."

A rush of exhaustion overwhelms her and she collapse to the floor. Chris rushes to her aid and catches her before her head can strike the floor. He tries frantically to wake her but to no avail.

The next morning Rebecca awakens in a hospital bed. Her head is heavy and her body is sore all over. She scans the room and finds Chris sitting at her bedside with her hand in his. She tries to better adjust her eyes, feeling as if she is experiencing some kind of dream.

"Chris?"

He lifts his head up and to his relief she is finally awake. "Rebecca? You're safe. We're in the hospital. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just really tired. I'm sorry I must have fainted. Sorry to make you worry like that."

"No, no, it's fine. I'm just glad you're okay."

"What happened to the others?"

"The others? Well we evacuated as many of the students and faculty from the area as we could but unfortunately by the time we got to the campus it was already overrun with bio-weapons. After we took out the infected I ordered my men to keep watch and inform me if there are any more sightings."

"And what about Tyler? Did he get out okay?"

"We currently don't know where Tyler is. He apparently fled the campus with out any of my men seeing him and now we can't figure out where he went."

"That's strange. I wonder where he would have run off to."

"Well, you did kind of kill his father right in front of him. His only thought was to probably get as far away from you as possible."

She laughs, "Yeah, I wouldn't blame him. So what about you? Do you want to run away now that you know I killed a man in cold blood?"

He tightens his grip on her hand and gives her a saddened look. "Rebecca..." She turns her attention away from him as tears soak her cheeks. He places his hand on her jaw to get her to look at him again. "Let's go home."

Once Rebecca is able to get back up on her own two feet, the B.S.A.A send out a private jet to escort the two of them back to America. During the whole ride back, Rebecca sleeps still too exhausted from everything that happened. Nightmares haunt her however and for a moment she wakes up in panic thinking that she is back in the lab with tyrant Chris. She wakes up in a panic but the real Chris is right there to comfort her. He hushes her and holds her head against his chest. She quickly falls back to sleep. Chris however can't let his mind relax. It has been so long since the two of them have been together and after loosing Jill, he doesn't want to miss a second of time to be with Rebecca. She makes him feel like everything he has been working toward has not been for nothing. The two of them are still alive and that has to mean something. He decides that once the two of them are alone together he has to let her know how he feels.

The jet lands them at the B.S.A.A agency in California. After a debriefing on the current events that the agency has been keeping an eye on, Chris and Rebecca are welcomed home and given leave in order for the two of them to get patched up after the incident at the university. They leave the meeting hall and step out into the hallway together. They are both quiet for a moment then Chris turns towards Rebecca and breaks the tension.

"Man, you know what I could go for right now? A good old fashioned burger and fries. Care to join me?"

"Mmm, that does sound good. Let's go."

They find a local family restaurant and sit down for a meal together. After the waitress takes their order, Rebecca feels like she needs to tell Chris about some details that happened at the university that she kept out of their debriefing.

She takes in a deep breath, "So, I know this might not be the ideal place for us to talk about something like this... but since we can never seem to spend more than five minuets alone together without the world coming to an end, there is something that I really need... to tell you."

"Of course. There are some things I like to tell you too, but you go first."

She lets out her breath slowly. "Okay. So you know how last night you said you saw your sister, and Wesker?"

He nods, "Yeah."

"Well, a few hours prior to that, when I went down into Ryan's lab... I saw you."

His eyes become wide. "Me? You mean, He maid a clone of me?"

She nods her head nervously. The waitress interrupts the moment and places their burgers and drinks down in front of them. Rebecca grabs the burger and stuffs it in her mouth not wanting to continue telling him the details. Chris continues to look at her curiously.

"So, what happened?" He asks.

Rebecca swallows her food hard then takes in a big gulp of her soda. "Well, at first I obviously didn't know they were all clones. So when I saw yours inside that water tank I thought it was actually you. Like, Ryan had somehow kidnapped you and the others to run his experiments." Her eyes gloss over as she holds back her tears. "When I saw what I thought was you step out of that tank, walking a-and talking... I couldn't have been happier. I hadn't seen you in so long, and to know that you were right there in front of me... I just felt so alive."

"But it wasn't me. It was a tyrant. So what did he do? Did he hurt you?"

"No... he wanted... he wanted to..." She can't get the word to escape her lips. He wanted to mate with her. Tears stain her shirt and she wipes at her nose with her napkin.

Chris reaches his hand across the table and rubs her lower arm. "It's okay. You don't have to say it out loud. I know what you mean and I really am here with you, now."

She nods her head and forces a smile. "Yeah, I only wish it could stay that way."

She stuffs more food into her mouth feeling she has said too much. Chris is curious about her meaning. He always thought that with her wearing those dog tags that she was already in love with someone else. That night they shared together was only an expression of their desperation. Of their fear, right? She couldn't really be saying what he thinks she is saying.

He clears his throat, "So w-what about Billy?"

"Billy?" She wonders why he is bringing him up.

"The guy your holding those dog tags for. He must be someone special for you to still be holding on to those after such a long time."

She places her hand over her neckline and feels the tags resting under her shirt. She is embarrassed to admit the truth. "Honestly, I've never seen Billy again after that night."

"That night? You mean the same night you and I..."

"Yeah. I thought you would have heard by now but my team and I were sent to find Billy the day before. That very morning I let him go free after discovering he was an innocent man who had been framed for killing twenty three people. I've tried many times to find a way to contact him but I guess he decided to use that death certificate I handed him to get as far away from me as he could. Yet here I am, still wearing his dog tags. Holding on to a memory that has forgotten me."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were going through something like this. I can honestly say I know how you feel. I am in the same situation."

"What do you mean? Aren't you and Jill together?"

He lowers his head in pain. "No. Earlier this year I tried to express my feelings to her but she brushed me off and told me we were just friends and nothing more. I am grateful to have her back after thinking I had lost her forever but at the same time I was hoping it would be our second chance to finally become closer."

"That's exactly how I feel about you." Her face blushes as she realizes she just let the truth slip.

Chris notices her embarrassment. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how you felt towards me. I guess I was always too busy worrying about protecting others that I never took the time to appreciate what was right in front of me."

He picks up his soda and downs it quickly, feeling like his throat has turned into a desert, becoming dryer and dryer with each word he was able to utter from his lips. He has managed to keep his composure but only barely. Rebecca's love for him swells up in her heart. She wants to tell him so bad but she still doesn't feel the moment is right.

"I don't know how to say it to you, so instead I'll tell you this. I don't want to waste any more time. I want us to enjoy the times we have together. Regardless of how short. Just knowing you're there for me when I need a friend to talk to, that means a lot to me."

"Me too," he replies while feeling the same swollen ache that she is.

They give each other a smile and finish up their meal.

After lunch the two of them walk the town for a bit just chit chatting about stuff that they have been involved with helping at the B.S.A.A until they decide it is best for them to find a hotel for the night. They step into a five star and book two rooms that are next to each other even though the two of them desperately want to stay in the same one. Not sure why they are still trying to hide how they really feel from each other. Maybe it's too awkward after all this time to expect more from each other, or maybe they just want to save face and keep up appearances with out other agents giving them that we-know-what-you-did look. They each get a key and head up to their rooms.

Rebecca reaches her door first. She slides the key into the reader and swings the door open. Inside it is dark. The curtains are drawn and none of the lights are on. Chris steps over to his door but notices that she has yet to enter her room. She stands there motionless as if she is waiting for something to come out from the darkness.

"Rebecca? Are you okay?" He asks concerned.

For a moment she thinks as if she can hear breathing from inside. As if a zombie is standing right before her, ready to gnaw at her flesh with its gaping mouth.

"I can't do it," she whispers.

"What? What's wrong?"

Chris walks over to her to figure out what she is so afraid of. He looks into the room then turns on the light but there is nothing there. He turns back to her still confused.

"Rebecca? Come on talk to me."

She shakes her head. "I don't want to be alone anymore," she cries.

He places his hands over her cheeks and motions for her to look at him. He can tell she is in some form of shock since her eyes don't stop staring forward.

"No, no. You're not alone Rebecca look. Look I'm right here."

He brushes her brow with his thumb, her eyes finally meet his, and his heart flutters. He slowly leans into her and gently kisses her lips. She kisses him back and they both become overwhelmed with lust. Chris pulls her into the room trying to be as gentle as he can, even though his entire body has become numb to his control. The door closes behind them and they stand next to the queen sized bed as they begin to press their mouths hard into each other. Chris runs his fingers up the back of Rebecca's neck sending shivers down her spine. She rubs her hands up and down his chest still trying to convince herself that he is really there in front of her. She feels his hard muscles tense with each kiss and it makes her feel so small in comparison. Suddenly she pulls herself back from him. Chris is taken back by her actions.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I can't," she responds with her heart feeling as if it's going to burst.

"You can't what? What?" He wants so badly to do whatever he can to give her what she needs.

"I can't do this again. I can't be with you unless I know it's for forever this time."

"Rebecca, I don't know what to say. Our lives aren't exactly normal."

"I just need to know... do you care about me at all or is this just a fling to you. Because it's everything to me."

He takes her into his arms as she breaks down in front of him. She buries her face into his chest and tries to take in deep breaths as she hyperventilates and her blood boils. He hushes her and runs his fingers through her hair. She feels so delicate he just wants to wrap himself around her and protect her from anything that might put her in danger. He kisses her forehead and she lets out a harsh cry. Seeing her in such pain, he can't hold himself back any longer.

"I love you Rebecca," he whispers in her ear.

Tears escape his eyes and trickle down his cheeks. Too long has it been since the last time he let himself cry. Even after he thought Jill was he only able to cry the tiniest bit but knowing this might be his last shot at a real connection with anyone makes him pray that she wont reject his confession.

She lifts her head to face him. Hearing him say those words calms her enough for her to find her voice again. "I love you too."

They press their lips together once again and for the longest moment they continue to stand at the side of the bed just making out vigorously. Eventually they begin to strip each other of all their clothes, Rebecca even tosses the dog tags to the floor, and lay down next to each other. The bed is so soft and comfortable, they can't even get themselves to sit back up. They just lay wrapped in each others arms and rubbing their fingers over each others skin. They kiss each others necks and chests, mixing the taste of sweat and saliva.

"Talk to me Chris," Rebecca begs.

"Talk? Talk about what? We've been talking none stop for the past few hours."

She laughs, "I know, I know. I just... like hearing the sound of your voice. I haven't gotten to hear it in so long. It helps me to feel calm."

"Okay. I'm talking to you, I'm talking blah blah blah," he teases.

She laughs harder, "Stop it, you're just making fun of me."

"I just don't know what to say," he giggles.

"Okay, then just shut up and kiss me."

"I can do that."

He leans over her and dips his tongue deep into her mouth. She moans as his chest presses against hers. He slides his hand up from her hips to her back and holds her close. He begins to nibble her bottom lip then moves his mouth down her jawline to her neck where he pretends to gnaw at her while making growling noises. Finding it too ticklish to be awkward, she laughs out loud while kicking her feet.

"Stop that tickles," she giggles.

"I can't help it. You're just so tasty." He gnaws at the other side of her neck tickling her harder.

She presses her hands against his chest trying to force him to stop but she is no match against his mass. He does stop on his own before taking it to far then gives her another deep kiss.

She continues to giggle while shaking her head with a big grin spread across her face, "What are we doing? We're acting like two teenagers on a first date."

She runs her fingers through his short hair and she plays with it as it falls back into place with each passing. He looks down at her in awe. Her hair is spread across the mattress as if it is trying to put on a dance show for him while her eyes stare into him and make him feel as if he could just let go and dive into them.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize how much I missed you. That I didn't express myself to you sooner."

"It's okay Chris. I don't think either of us was really sure how we should feel. Right now, I kind of feel guilty you know? Our friends are out there right now, god knows where, fighting for us to even be able to share a moment like this one, and yet here we are, trying to catch up on so much time that we're never going to get back. But that's just who we are. We can't be happy knowing there are others in the world who are suffering when there is something we can do to help stop it."

"You're right. I too feel a sense of guilt deep down in the pit of my stomach." He rolls himself on top of her and rests his abdomen against hers. The heat of her body surrounds him. With her being so full of life she almost feels unreal to him. "But right now, I need to just put that all behind me. At least for a little while, because I need you. I've realized over these past few days that if you hadn't come back into my life, I don't think I would have made it much longer. I think that I would have fought and fought until my mind couldn't take it any more and I would have ended up just another mindless zombie and I don't ever want you to have to go through that. I'm sorry. I've been so selfish."

She presses her forehead against his while wrapping her hands around to the back of his neck and pulls him in closer.

"You're not selfish. You're an amazing human being Chris. Remember that. Even though so many of our friends have died, there are those of us who are still alive and those are the thoughts we have to hold on to. We're here, together, right now, alive and we need to make the most of it."

Agreeing with her, he leans down and takes her into his mouth. He then slides his hands down her thighs to her knees and spreads her legs open wide. Since he doesn't get a rejection, he rests his pelvis against hers and Rebecca can feel his erection against her clitoris. It has been such a long time since she has felt something so soft and yet so firm pressing against her button and it causes her to have involuntary pleasure spasms.

Just as Chris is about to enter her, his phone begins to ring. He stops for a moment and ponders wither or not to answer it. Rebecca notices his sudden lack of stimulation against her and calls him out on it.

"It's just your phone. Let it ring."

"But what if it is about something important?"

Rebecca sits up in the bed and wraps her legs around his waist while holding him close. She tries to get his attention back on her but he continues to look over at his phone. This annoys her.

"I swear to god Chris if you stop what we're doing to answer your phone I am going to rip your throat out."

"Ooo, somebody is in a mood."

"Yeah, it's called being horny for the guy you haven't seen in twelve years now come on, you're bringing down the moment."

"You're right. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Just stay with me, alright?"

"Of course."

He kisses her again tenderly then slides his finger up her back and she lets out an audible moan. She feels his cock wiggle against her pelvis and she is surprised he has been able to hold out even this long. He lays her back down and holds himself over her, not wanting to crush her under him. He just looks down at her for the longest moment causing her to blush.

"What is it?" She asks.

"You're just so beautiful. I can't believe you are here with me right now. Like this."

"I can't either, but at the same time I never want this moment to end."

He leans into her and nibbles at the sweet spot between her neck and collarbone. She giggles as it tickles her but also feels good enough to cause her to moan. Chris positions his cock over her opening and the head prods her almost immediately. It is not like the first time where it took him a few tries before he could slip in. This time it is as if there is no restraint. That her body knows just what to do to allow him to fit perfectly inside. The sensation of her soft insides causes him to loose the strength in his arms for a moment and he melts onto her. For a moment he forgets about how he is so much bigger than her then readjusts himself over her. He looks up at her and sees her O face clearly.

"Please don't tease me. I want you so bad right now," she begs.

Feeling powerful from her pleads, he rolls his hips causing the head to caress only the rim of her opening. She thrusts her hips towards him for him to go deeper but he keeps control and lifts his butt away from her each time. Just when he feels she has had enough he plunges himself into her. Rebecca tries to let out a loud moan to express her pleasure but it is cut off by Chris shoving his mouth into hers. As he thrusts, her pleasure continues to heighten and she tries with all her might to take in deep breaths but they keep getting interrupted either by her mouth being ravaged by his tongue or moans escaping her throat. Eventually he lowers his head back to her neck allowing her to catch her breath.

He feels so incredible inside her. Feeling just as perfect as he did their first time. The head slipping it's way all the way up to her uterus, separating her walls for just that small blissful moment before pulling back which cases him to caress her G spot again and again. Her legs become like jelliton and she can no longer hold them up so instead she wraps her feet around his legs and hooks them together. Her ankles rest against his butt assisting him in pressing his hips against hers which causes his base to put pressure directly on her clitoris.

She moans loudly, "Oh god, Chris! I'm gonna cum! You're gonna make me cum already!"

"Go head my love. Don't hold anything back."

She arches her back and her naval presses against his. With her mouth wide, she lets out a long and breathless moan. He helps support her neck with his hand to ensure she doesn't accidentally hurt herself until she falls back flat to the bed. Though her orgasm was extremely satisfying, Chis is not through yet. He continues to thrust into her at a steady pace causing the blood that has spread throughout her body to return to pelvis and heighten her once again.

"Yes, yes!" She moans. "You're so amazing! It feels so good!"

He groans as he kisses her chest and holds her buttocks in his palms.

"Rebecca, you're body is so soft. I feel like I'm wrapped in silk right now."

"Don't hold out on me. Give me everything you've got. I want to feel all of you."

With those words Chris feels himself unable to hold back any longer. He presses himself against her, feeling her breasts compress against his pecs, as he nibbles her ear. He can no longer control his hips as he ejaculates deep inside her. They lay for a moment unable to move. Rebecca grips his back and scratches it ever so slightly which makes his hairs stick up on end. He continues to nibble her ear as his hips begin to thrust again and she feels him grow bigger inside her. This excites her.

"Haven't had enough yet huh?" She teases.

He shakes his head while giving her a big smile.

"Then I want to be on top," she insists.

"Of course," he responds.

While still inside her, he grips her hips to keep her against him while he allows his weight to fall to one side and they roll over until Rebecca sits firmly on top of him. Without missing a beat, she rides his shaft in the same steady motion as before. Throwing her head back, she moans to the ceiling. Chris watches as her breasts bounce as she thrusts then takes them into his hands, squeezing them gently. As her hips roll towards him, his cock slides all the way inside and he can feel her uterus kiss the head of his dick with each passing. Each time she pulls back there is the slightest suction as if her pussy is trying to coax him into filling it even further. Rebecca can see the panic spread over Chris's face and his brow begins to drip with perspiration.

"What is it?" She asks.

"It's just... if you keep moving like that... I'm gonna..." He closes his eyes and tries to keep himself from erupting.

"Just hold out for a bit longer. I want us to cum together."

He slides his hands around to her back to distract himself by giving her a massage and hoping it will help to heighten her pleasure. As she feels her pussy becoming hotter, she leans forward and places her hands against his hard abs. She plays with their creases and watches his chest grow and descend as he breaths heavily. She moans and feels his cock quiver against her vaginal walls.

"Rebecca, I can't... I can't hold back."

Lucky for him his quiver was just what she needed and she presses herself hard against his pelvis. Her clitoris spreads heat throughout her abdomen and her back becomes stiff. Chris can feel her change in body posture and grips her butt in his hands to hold her in place as he fills her once again. His cock continues to quiver and even though they are no longer moving, Rebecca can feel his release with each pulse from his shaft.

In a daze of endorphins she falls to his chest and snuggles her ear up against him to listen to his heart beat. At first it beats out of control then within minuets it returns to a steady lob and dob that she finds herself almost drifting to sleep to. Chris slides his hand up from her but to her back and holds her tightly. She moans again and he can't help but find the sensation of her body placing pressure over him while he is still inside her extremely welcoming. As if in protest however, his cock releases itself from her opening and their fluids drip between their legs to the bed-sheets. He takes in a deep breath then releases it slowly.

"Holy shit. That was the best sex I've had since... well to be honest... since the last time we were together."

She sighs with approval then looks up to meet him face to face. "Same here. I guess it really is better when you have feelings for your partner. It becomes more than sex. It becomes a connection."

"Okay miss smartypants, tuck away the philosophy talk until I can at least see straight again," he laughs.

"I'm sorry," she giggles while giving him a big wet kiss on the lips. As she looks into his eyes, she is reminded of how he is a soldier at heart. This moment isn't going to last forever. "So what now?" She asks afraid of the answer.

"I don't know. I guess all we can do is take life as it comes to us."

"But that is all we have ever done and look where it has gotten us."

"I'm sorry Rebecca. I wish I could make you promises like how I'm gonna buy you a big house with a white picket fence or how the two of us will settle down and have children together. That's just not the world we find ourselves in."

"I know. We can't rest and pretend like the world will be okay when there are already so few people willing to fight to make it better. But that doesn't mean I don't still want those things."

Chris runs his fingers through her hair then massages her shoulders to try and help relax her.

"We're still young. We still have time to ensure those things can happen for us in the future. For now let's just try to enjoy this moment."

She nods her head and he gives her a deep, loving kiss.

The two of them stay with each other the rest of the night just holding each other close and never wanting to let go. The hotel bed felt like their safe haven where nothing bad could touch them. The next morning they are suddenly woken up by the sound of Chris's phone going off once again. Chris arouses to answer it but Rebecca tries to stop him.

"Please don't answer it," she begs knowing it can only be bad news.

He kisses her on the hand while pulling himself from her grip. "I'm sorry. I've got to."

Still butt naked, he walks over to his pile of clothes on the floor and digs out his phone from his pants pocket. While answering it, he sits himself down on the bed where Rebecca sits up to rest herself against his back.

"Redfield," he answers bluntly.

While he talks to his superior over the phone, he tries to remain professional even as Rebecca kisses his neck and shoulders which makes him want to moan out loud. Her hands slide up and down over his back and arms causing his blood to cycle down between his legs.

As the call is being wrapped up he clears his throat, "Yes Sir. I'll get right on it."

He hangs up then sighs to himself, unsure of how to tell Rebecca he has to leave her once again.

"That sounded serious. Who was it?" She asks.

"It was my general. He has informed me that there has been another outbreak at the Bennett University in Singapore. He wants me to fly out ASAP."

"Are you serious? We just got back."

He turns to face her slowly as sorrow begins to fill him.

"I know. I'm sorry. I truly am. But I have to go."

She sighs in disappointment. "Just... promise me you're doing this because you want to. Not because some higher up tells you to."

He rests his forehead against hers. "It's not just orders. It's the chance to save lives. Even though I am burning inside right now not wanting to leave your side, there is just this big part of me that can't ignore the cries of those who need help."

"I know." She tries to mask her pain and does her best to stay strong for him. "I'm gonna miss you."

"I'm gonna miss you too..." He takes her by the hands. "...and I promise that I won't stay away so long this time. Now that I know for sure what we have is mutual, I won't let that get away."

They give each other a long and passionate kiss before saying their goodbyes. Chris has to drag himself to the door. As he looks back, Rebecca gives him a forced smile with a thumbs up. He steps out of the room and the door closes behind him.

END