Resident Evil: End of Days

The Way Forward...

Chris and I return to the States and make headway for Rebecca to Harvard University. All the while the staff give us strange looks, unused to seeing government officials walking so often through their halls. We stop in Rebecca's lab, and we explain to her what we encountered in Barcelona.

She frowns and states, "We should take a look and see if Leon has been altered, because if he has then there could be more at stake here than just our friend here. If he has one, and if we have possible signs of an embryo too, there's a significant risk of a lot of physical stress that we can't risk Leon enduring."

At that remark, Chris shows evident signs of worry, unable to keep eye contact with me, considering how intimate we were in Madrid and Barcelona...

I don't blame him.  I'm just as worried at the possibility that I could be carrying a life inside of my body...

She takes us to the MRI room for a full body scan. While I switch my clothes out for a simple hospital gown, Rebecca asks me about our date in Spain.

It's mainly to calm my nerves, and I'll admit, I am a touch worried. Some part of me is still wrapping my head around everything. The fact that Chris is now a Revenant like me, that every virus that has been injected into my body has changed it in ways that I never thought possible. Ada Wong coming back, and how she and Wesker are after me...

I frown and lie on the table. All the while Rebecca and Chris step out and approach a set of screens in another room. I take a breath.

Just breathe. Everything is going to be fine. It will be fine. It has to be.

Just...breathe...

The machine hums gently around me, and I find myself lulled to the sound like the rumble of the Ducati in Madrid. The sound pulls me to my thoughts, what I wish I was doing now...

Riding free, not having to worry about the next outbreak, and for once spending my vacation time with someone I love.

My mind wanders to the possible thought of a child. A small life in my arms, as pure and as innocent as they could be. A life born into this world of mankind's impending end...

But also a beginning.

A life I could bring into this world. This place of constant uncertainty, of never knowing what could become of myself or Chris. Yet through all this, in the end, it would only be Chris and I, as well as Zakros, his beloved, God and the Devil.

And...

My eyes open. I...I can't explain a moment I feel right now. But...I feel it. I feel that faint ember of life, that warm flame within...

Somehow, despite all my doubts, I want to be able to hold a small life in my hands, one of my own. But...in time, though...
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"Um..."

"..."

I sit with Chris and Rebecca, as well as Hunnigan, Sherry, Jake, Helena, and Claire Redfield. Chris stands with me, looking just as embarrassed as I am. Zakros is with me, and his wife Mia. Every eye is watching us, apprehensive of a picture I hold in my hand.

It's been a week since Chris and I visited Rebecca. The MRI scans reveal exactly what Zakros shared with us, a fully developed womb. Thankfully, there isn't any indication of implantation from when Chris and I were in Spain and spent much of that time making love. But even so...

"Well, at least you're not pregnant," Claire breaks the silence. Chris chokes and coughs while Rebecca, Sherry, and Jake laugh. Hunnigan, however, rubs the bridge of her nose and states, "Yes but even so, if the event ever comes up that he does..." she eyes Chris, making the man even more nervous, "We need to make preparations for it."