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Bailing the Bioweapon Out| Request

AN: This is following a request where RE2R Leon breaks into the Umbrella facility and finds Y/N, a bioweapon who seems harmless and in need of saving. However, Ada doesn't think anything should escape the lab, especially not a bioweaon who seems to have captured the rookies heart.

I've changed the storyline and written this where Y/N is actually a daughter of the Birkin's, since I thought it would be an original idea!

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Y/N POV:

I sit in the lab, legs swinging from the desk as I stare at the clock. My dad, William Birkin, should've come back by now to get me out of here. For the first time in months my parents promised me we'd finally leave this place and head back up to the surface, where I could finally see the sun again and maybe feel the rain again. Real rain, not just the weather control like the one in the greenhouse.

My body trembles, I know somethings wrong. My parents never leave me for this long, even when they head up to the surface to check on my little sister Sherry. Sliding off of the desk I walk the small perimeter of the lab, the white walls too bright, and the hum of the lab equipment too loud. I'm panicking, which is never good, because I always flare up. My dad says it's because of the virus inside of me, it reacts to strong emotions, and if I get too worried or angry I become...dangerous.

I force myself to take deep breaths, but it doesn't work. I can feel my blood humming, my legs shake until they give way and I end up falling to my knees, hitting the hard floor with a thud. My vision blurs, then I'm coughing, unable to get enough air as my veins burn, my skin pricks as though something is coming through the surface. I slap a hand over my forearm, pressing my forhead to the floor to ground myself.

"Stay calm. It's alright. Nobody's around for you to hurt, and nothing can get you in here." I whisper to myself, slowly the nausea and pain subsides, leaving me weak and unsure. Usually dad gives me some kind of suppressant after a flare up, but he's not here. I glance at the fridge, but I haven't got the energy to get to it.

"Shit, another?" I hear a male voice say as the door to the lab beeps. I scoot back, pressing myself against the wall as though it'll protect me. A figure steps into the pristine room, his outfit one of a police officers.

"Get out!" I weakly say, my voice strained. The man's eyes widen as he aims his gun at me, but then he lowers it, putting it back in a holster as he raises his arms.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm Leon Kennedy, a cop from the RPD. Do you work here?" He softly asks, stepping closer. I shake my head, taking in his features. He's the first  outsider I've seen in months, and I'm terrified.

"Okay," he breathes out, gaze flicking between me and the fridge, "is there something in there? Do you need help?"

I nod, swallowing against a dry throat. "Medicine. A clear vial. And a syringe."

He nods, not asking questions as he gets it for me, then holds it out. I crawl forwards a little, then snatch it from him. He steps back, giving me space to make me feel better as I suck up the dosage dad uses then inject myself. Immediately I'm feeling better, still weak, but less out of control.

"What's that for?" Leon asks.

"It's a...it's medicine. And I'm Y/N by the way." I frown, unable to trust him fully with my medical...dilemma. Leon nods, then looks around the lab as I stand on unsteady legs, using the wall for support.

"I...how long long you been here?" Leon asks, turning to me with a heavy expression. I purse my lips, but figure there's no harm in telling him that.

"A few months. I'm kind of sick, so my parents brought me here to keep me safe and help me get better. They're scientists."