Leon Kennedy and Y/N

Chapter 8

Leon ran over to Y/N and touched the blood leaking all over their clothes, utterly shell shocked as to what had just happened. He looked up at the man with tears in his eyes, and the man approached Leon and reached down to feel Y/N's pulse.
"My name is Chris Redfield. I work with Y/N for the BSAA. They still have a pulse. I know someone who can save them."
Leon nodded and gently picked up Y/N.
"I know an Umbrella doctor who can help. You carry Y/N, I'll lead with my shotgun." Remarked Chris. Chris set off for the hallway and Leon followed him carrying Y/N, still refusing to accept what had just happened. He focused on Chris and tried to follow him carefully, avoiding look down at Y/N's limp, dying body.
After traversing back into the depths of the Umbrella labs with Chris leading and shooting every BOW in sight they finally reached the office of the Umbrella Researcher. Chris kicked the door down.
"A knock would have been nice, eh?" Said Luis Sera, an Umbrella Researcher and doctor.
Leon burst into the room behind Chris and laid Y/N carefully down onto a hospital bed.
"Luis, no time for chit chat." Chris stated. "I need you to save Y/N. Wesker has shot her."
"Ah, the old bastard has done it again." Luis jokingly replied. "Look, as much as I'd like to help you, I'm sort of busy trying to leave this zombie-filled hell myself. Sorry!"
Leon walked over to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"You will save them." He stated. "Now."
"Alright." Replied Luis, and Leon released him. Luis started rubbed his neck and began gathering the herbs and machines he needed.
"But you two need to get out, now. I need peace and quiet in here." Said Luis.
Leon began to protest but Chris interrupted him.
"Wilco. You better save them, Luis."
Chris grabbed Leon and went to sit down in the hallway outside of Luis's office.
Leon collapsed into a chair and put his face in his hands. Chris put his hand on his back.
"He'll save them, you know. I know he seems shady, but he can do it." Assured Chris. Leon looked up at Chris and smiled weakly, not knowing what he could do if Chris was wrong.