The first helicopter was barely visible as the second one flew over the volcano. A single hand signal told the pilot to lower into the mouth. A young woman held onto the side of the copter. Her eyes scanned the lava below. Then she jumped out and landed easily from the 20 yard drop. The heat was nothing against her skin. Coming up to the edge of the rock she was standing on, she surveyed the lake. A single movement caught her attention and she leap into the lava. Her clothes wouldn't survive it but she was not worried about her body. Reaching into the burning substance she felt around until she grasped an arm. Then she pulled a nearly fleshless body out. 3 men from the helicopter ran out and helped her load the man.

Once the man was safely on board, the girl turned her attention to the remains of the plane not far off. With a single leap she covered the distance and landed on the planes surface. Several missals were still sealed there. Pressing a finger to her earpiece, she waited for a response.

"This is B1. Mission success. I need a team out here to pick up these containers and a clean up crew to take care of the plane." she said.

"Copy that. Teams dispatched." a mechanical voice answered her.

Running back to the copter, the girl jumped in and took her seat. She stared down at the charred body of her former leader. Most of his flesh was burned off. Half his face was only muscle. A single lidless eye turned in her direction. The eye was bright red. It didn't bother her like it would others though. She was used to it. As the copper took flight again she relaxed. It was good to know that he was found and would soon be recovering. The mans mouth moved. No sound came out.

"Everything is under control. There's a team en route to retrieve the missals. We have the recovery area prepped and they are waiting to receive you." she said.

The mans eye turned back towards the ceiling. She took that as an okay. If the man could smile, he would be. In his mind he saw those fools shoot him. They thought he was dead. Again. Now he could resume his work and they would never know. Tricell would surely suffer but he could build it back up. With Excella dead, he would have to find someone else to work with. That wouldn't be too hard.

It took several men to place the destroyed body into the stasis tank. One inside, they began the filling process. The liquid was made up of everything that would make the man heal as fast as possible. Scientists ran around the large room, doing this and that on various computers. A lot had to be done. So much had been saved and lost. The death of Excella Gionne was going to really slow things down. The higher ups in Tricell would wonder about her sudden demise. Wesker always had been too rash. He would have to be cleaned up after. As always.

The small blond woman stood in the center of the room while her subordinates ran around her. Her eyes were fixed on the tank across from her. The healing was going very slow. That amount of damage would be hard to catch up with even with the virus. They all knew that. It didn't make her any less impatient. There were more important things to do right now though. She turned to the closet man.

"We need to get our hands on that virus. He wont survive this without it."

The red head answered her.

"That is already being taken care of. We have a man inside right now getting it."

"Will we have a source?" she asked.

"Yes. Our priority is getting the samples for his recovery first of course." he answered.

She nodded and turned to leave, then stopped.

"I want to be informed of any changes."

Then she was gone.

The missals were just being unloaded when she arrived. The team was fast. that's why they worked here.

"Have we checked their condition yet?" she asked to anyone.

A man in a black jumpsuit stepped closer to her.

"They are taking care of it now miss. So far it all seems to be intact. Once the check is done, would you like us to proceed with the transfer?"

"Yes."

The worms had to be transferred to a holding container. That way there was no chance of escape. She watched as the missals were hooked up to a transfer tunnel. A group of men in biohazard suits entered it and began taking off the end. The worms burst out and attempted to get to them. It was a futile attempt though. Once the worms knew they could not get at the humans, they followed the tunnel. Such simple minded things were so easy to control. It almost made her smile. Almost.

Several days passed by quickly. There were no executive changes made in Albert Wesker's absence. Everything continued as if the entire incident had never happened. Testing was put in the lead of importance while business partnering was second. All the while, Wesker was still in recovery. His body was still fleshless and burnt. His single open red eye starred ahead while seeing nothing. The stasis tank kept him unconscious so as to reduce any pain he had to be feeling. The process would be long but when he rose again, he would be twice as strong as he was before. His body would mend itself. He would grow stronger against the things that brought him down. That virus was truly an amazing thing.

Chris Redfield hugged his sister when he stepped off the plan. He knew she had a million questions for him. He would answer them all in time. Right now there were other things that needed his attention. Jill stepped off the plane not long after him. She waved to Claire before heading towards the luggage area. The Redfield's happily followed. For Chris things seemed brighter. The world wasn't as disgusting as it was when he entered Africa. With Wesker gone, things should start getting much better. He was the reason those people in Africa had to die. Hopefully that would never happen again.

"So, I want to know everything! What was behind those infected people? Were they infected at all?" Claire asked as she took a bite of her hotdog.

"It was kind of the same thing from Leon's report. I think they came from those los plagas things. And it was Wesker! He infected those people." he said.

Claire choked.

"Wesker? He was behind it? What happened?" she asked.

"Don't worry, Sheva and I took him out. For good this time."

Jill smiled. After everything that man had put her through. It was almost odd to think he was gone. He had once been her leader. She never thought they would end up where they did. He didn't seem like a crazy villain when he welcomed her to the squad.

"So does this mean that everything that was Umbrella is finally gone?" Claire asked.

Chris thought about it. Who really knew if Umbrella was gone? Wesker didn't work for Umbrella after what happened in Raccoon forest. He was part of something else. But it seemed that he was the one responsible for testing on those people. Maybe it was over.

"I don't know. I hope so, but I don't know."

"Well either way, knowing he's gone makes me think I will finally get a decent nights sleep."

"Amen to that." Jill responded cheerfully.

Chris finished his burger and went to pay. It almost felt weird to be back home. He spent so much time in Africa with Sheva. The things he saw there were horrible. Yet here he was, standing a burger joint. It was crazy how the world worked. Jill would be staying with Claire until she could get a place again. Having everyone think you were dead tends to put a damper on coming back. Chris dropped the girls off before heading back to his own home. He immediately checked his email, hoping not to have one from the B.S.A.A. He was surprised to see one from Sheva Alomar. He quickly opened it.

Hey partner,

Just wanted to make sure you got home okay. It would be really sad if we made it through everything we did and your plane crashed on the way home.

That part made him laugh.

I put in our report and spoke with headquarters. They don't believe half of what I said but it doesn't matter. I hope that we are never able to prove what happened out there. Tricell has been called out on their products being part of all that mayhem. I doubt they will get much punishment though. There was no real incriminating evidence against them. It makes me so mad that they will get away with this. They actually think that Excella's death can help them. What company would be responsible for the death of one of their own? Yeah right. Everyone knows how loyal Umbrella was to their employees. You never told me the story behind you and Wesker. Remember you promised to fill me in on that whole thing? Anyway, I just wanted to let you know what was going here as far as all that goes. I'll let you know if I hear anything else. You should get your payment for the mission soon, they said it would be less than quoted since we cant prove everything that we went through. I didn't matter to me so I'm sure it wont to you. Tell Jill I said hi.

Sheva

Chris smiled. He couldn't care less what headquarters thought. He knew the truth, that was all that mattered. The other email was from someone he didn't expect to hear from. Barry Burton. He couldn't remember the last time he talked to that man.

Chris, its been a while. I wanted to know how the trip to Africa went. Yeah I keep up with what you guys are doing.

That was all it said. How odd. Chris quickly typed in a response.

Wesker was behind it all but don't worry, we put him down for good this time. Let me just say that he met his fait in a pool of lava with 2 rockets to the face.

It made him smile. Barry would be trilled with the information. After the horrible trick he used to make Barry work for him. Wesker had threatened his family. Barry still wasn't quite recovered from that fear. Chris couldn't completely understand but he knew well enough what the man felt. He took a deep breath and leaned back. The apartment was silent. He couldn't remember the last time he heard nothing. It was peaceful and lonely. Maybe he should have invited Jill to stay with him. She had said something about it but he didn't want to make her uncomfortable. He stood up and went to the door. Maybe she did want to stay with him. When he opened the door he nearly jumped out of his shoes. Jill was standing in his doorway as if she were about to knock.

"Hey…Chris." she smiled

"Jill. I was gonna ask…if you wanted to stay with me. Until you find a place, I mean." he stammered.

"Yeah thanks for waiting until I drove over here to ask." she laughed.

"Hey I was trying to be nice. I didn't think you would feel comfortable staying here."

"Invite me in Chris."

"Uh, oh yeah." he said as he stood aside. "Sorry its kind of messy, I haven't been here in a while."

Jill walked in and sat on his plain black couch. She was so pale. It made his sad. He didn't know everything that Wesker had done to her. He also didn't know if she would ever tell him. They used to be a lot closer. Time changes things though. Chris sat down next to her. They starred at each other for a few minutes before Jill looked away. He watched as she started to shake. Tears fell down her face.

"Jill!" he said as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

He knew she was upset because of everything that had happened to her.

"Chris…I had no control…I couldn't….he just…I…" she said between sobs.

"Its okay Jill. I don't blame you and neither does anyone else."

"Wesker…he…I saw…" she kept saying.

"What? What did you see?" he asked, suddenly curious.

She took a few deep breaths.

"Chris this isn't over…Wesker…Wesker isn't as one of a kind as we thought….I….saw a girl….she was….was just like him."

Chris froze. There was someone else? Did that mean this girl would take over where he left off?

"A girl? Like a little girl?" he asked.

"No…she was older…a teenager or…or something." she answered.

Chris continued holding on to her.

"Its not over?"