The sun was setting, casting a faint orange glow on the city. The air was crisp and cool; there was a slight breeze in the air. Colored leaves fluttered through the air, signaling that it was autumn. Everything was calm.

At the edge of the city, a woman held up an odd looking silver gun, shooting the grappling hook onto a nearby building, swinging past it and landing on top of a roof on the other side. The woman was none other than Ada Wong.

Ada stood up and turned to her left. The sun was sinking even further and darkness was starting to eat away the dying light. She looked down to the city graveyard, almost turning away when she spotted a figure near one of the graves. Normally that wouldn't be strange except for the fact that the person was lying down.

Ada shot her grappling hook at a nearby pole and lowered herself to the ground. She walked calmly over to the person, whom she swiftly identified.

"Helena… Helena Harper." She spoke to herself. It looked like she had fallen asleep there at the grave of – she glanced at it – Deborah.

Ada stared at the grave for a few seconds before bending down and shaking Helena. "Helena." She tried waking her up. It was no use: the brunette was out like a light.

Sighing, Ada ran a hand through her hair. She couldn't take her home because of the small yet crucial fact that she didn't know where Helena lived. She also couldn't just leave her there. That left her only one option. I have to take her to my house.

Picking Helena up bridal style, Ada put her grappling gun away. She wouldn't be able to use it while carrying her like this. Ada had to walk a few blocks to get to her house, but she finally made it. Skillfully unlocking the door without releasing her grip on Helena, she walked in and kicked the door shut behind them.

Glad that her room door was already open, Ada walked over and deposited Helena on her bed. She stretched her arms a bit before retreating to the living room and sat down on her couch. Leaning back, she thought how strange it was to have someone else in her house. Ada never had any guests over. Heck, no one even knew where she lived.

Ada sat in thought for a while before standing up and scavenging for a spare pillow in the hallway closet. Finally finding one, she retrieved it and backtracked to the couch. She layed down with the pillow and concentrated on her breathing until she slowly fell asleep.