RPD Station.

Becca rinsed the shampoo out of her hair trying to clear her head.

There was a sudden sound, and then a slight laugh. A blur of motion behind her, that was gone before she could look.

Becca turned looking for the figure. "Jo... That you?"

"Expecting someone else?" came the answer, as a partially clad dark figure sat off to the side, his hair plastered to his face from the water. "You sure you're using enough water there?" he laughed softly, his transformed eyes looking over at the wall, avoiding her form.

She shuddered slightly. "No... It's not hot enough..." Steam rolled up from the floor.

"I see....am I scaring you?" he asked her, still looking at the wall. Water as falling over him, washing away the remains of his blood from his body. "Let me know if I am...I'm not yet used to this new...me, I guess you could put it as..." His hair was covering part of his face. "What's odd, is that I don't feel the heat all that much.."

"It's not the water... I... I feel cold.. It... I ran and hid when the others were attacked..." She said turning into him. "I feel numb..." Something about the way she sounded made it clear she had never seen a dead body before.

He nodded. "I felt that way...when it happened...there was an itch...all over me...then, just numbness...I still feel that way now..." His gaze flitted over to her for a second. "You get used to death, after a while...I've seen enough of it to last me a dozen lifetimes..." He remained seated, the last of the blood gone, his skin looking red from the heat.

She knelt on the floor beside him sobbing. "I... we had plans to have a barbecue this weekend at Forest's..." She put her hands on the wall leaning forward. Her hair hid her eyes.

He nodded. "I know....I know...I've seen friends die...I've...I've even had to pull the trigger..." He looked away, his eyes blank, yet full of anger. He clenched a fist, and took a deep breath. "The only thing left...is to move on. For them, for you, for the people who care about you...I wish I was that lucky...." His gaze fell to the floor.

She moved closer to him. "Make me feel warm..." She whispered softly.

There was a slight smile on his face, an ironic one. "Odd request to make to a dead man..." he replied softly, moving his head so his black and silvered ones were locked onto hers. A hand, bare and slightly pale, brushed through her wet hair, and the smile stayed as it was. "Do you think that's possible?" He asked her, his other hand pressing against her face.

"You're still alive... I could feel a pulse. And... I took a sample... you're blood's going nuts, but you're still alive.."

He snorted. "I don't feel alive...I feel...numb...all over...." He whispered, his eyes flashing for a moment in the lights of the showers. "But..that's not the point...is it?"

She shook her head. His slight smile turned into a slight grin. "Then tell me...what is the mission, private?" he laughed softly, trying to put her at ease. His eyes, though it was hard to see, were shining again, this time with some humor.

"I..." She flushed. "This is nuts... Why would you even want to..."

Looking at her, that small grin of his in place, his eyes never wavered. "Care to explain what you mean?"

She looked at him. "Could... Could we have sex..." She asked running her hand along his inner thigh to see if there was a reaction. He blinked at her. "...Hard question to answer there....since I'm still in my pants. My TIGHT pants. The tight pants I wear all the time." He smiled a little sheepishly. "Believe me, I can definately still do all that stuff...but, these are tight pants at the moment..." He took her hand with his, and placed on the less-than evident bulge in his pants. "That's why I wear them..."

She grinned slightly. "So... You're too dressed." She moved to help him remove them.

He blinked at her. "Why the hurry? It's not like we're going to get caught or anything, you know." He unbuckled them, and slid them down, the bulge becoming more noticable in his underwear.

"Jill might come in.." She said knowing that it was a long shot. She toyed with the bulge lightly with her hand. "How's that feel?"

The grin on his face tightened suddenly. "Like you have to ask?" he said, his voice lower, and his eyes glittering strangly, his emotions more apparent with his new eyes.

She smiled pulling a little closer to him... "Then why don't you show me how you like it.."

He smiled. "Hasn't everyone?" he said softly, moving his hands through her hair again. "Before we go any farther...what do you think of me?"

"You know...as a person, as a co-worker....I'd like to know what your opinion of me is." Jotaru cocked his head at her, smiling still.

"I like you... You're carring... I watched you before we were sent out.. You always seemed willing to talk to everyone..."

"Really? Most people just thought I was a loudmouth..." There was a wry grin on his face, and he brushed his hair away from his face. "At least, that's what I heard..."

She laughed. "Everyone says I'm sweet. You see that?"

"Actually, I do...and other things..." The grin stayed, and turned into a slight smirk. "I also know you used to have a passion for boybands..."

"Only a few... Ones that actually have talent." She said softly.

"Okay...so what do you know about me that I keep hidden from everyone else?" he asked her softly.

"You're gentle.. yet strong... Very strong..." She said tracing the muscles of his arm with her fingertips.

He smiled, and ran a hand along her face. "I think I've proven that enough times today, don't you?" he said with some humor, as he leaned over and kissed her softly on her lips, ignoring the water as it fell over them. "You know, you're more than cute, but I can't put my finger on it yet.."

She looked at him. She returned the kiss. "Why not try?" She asked kissing along his neck.

"Why bother? I like a little mystery in my life, you know.." He moved one hand to rest on the small of her back, tracing patters on the soft flesh. His other hand cupped a breast softly.

She moaned slightly half closing her eyes.

He gently kneaded the soft mound, running his fingers over her nipple tantalizingly as he lowered his lips to her shoulder and kissed it, sucking on it lightly.

She grabbed at his shoulders. "Hnn..."

He lifted the hand that was on her back up to her other breast, giving it the same massaging treatment as the other, moving his lips along her shoulder to her neck, still nipping at the skin gently, carefully, with his teeth. He then began running his fingers along her nipples, teasing them until they grew hard under his touch.

She leaned back against the shower stall wall. "So good..."

He then lowered his kisses, moving from her neck to her collar bone, down to her breasts. He took the nipple of one in his mouth, and sucked on it while he continued to squeeze the other one. His free hand made its way down to her clit, which he started stroking gently, rubbing his fingers over it again and again.

She jerked slightly but didn't stop him. One hand went down to play with his member to get him ready.

His face was slightly red, though that may have been caused by the hot water more than anything else. He continued to stroke her clit, his tongue flicking over her nipple. He sucked harder, gently biting it between his teeth as his tongue played with it.

She groaned more, her head tilting back as her body moved to let him at her more. She groaned loudly.

He slipped two fingers inside, and used his thumb to rub against her clit as he switched breasts, caressesing the nipple gently with his tongue as his fingers began moving back and forth inside of her.

She gasped biting her lip to keep from yelling out.

He looked up at her, and pulled his head away. "Are you ready, Becca?" he asked her softly. "I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to do..."

She nodded. "Take me..." She said breathing hard.

"Haven't heard that one in a while..." he said with a half-grin as he pressed the tip of his manhood against her opening. "This might hurt for a moment, okay? If it helps, you can squeeze my shoulders, okay?" He whispered as he began slowly entering her.

She wrapped her arms over his shoulders gasping as he entered.

About twenty minutes later, Jotaru and Rebecca, in fresh uniforms, made their way to the STARS office. Jotaru had put on his new pair of shades, hiding his eyes from public view once more. There was a small smile on his face as he opened the door. "Ladies first, right?" he asked her, his hair still over his face.

Becca entered brushing the hair out of her face. She smiled back and went to their desk.

Jill looked at them. "Hm... Barry...." She asked still leaning over Wesker's desk looking at files. "Do they look different?"

Jotaru followed, getting the foor behind him. He made his way towards the desk, grabbing the chair from the communications station. That was the oddity of having two STARS teams - they all had to share a desk. Even though Wesker's desk was now technically empty, Jotaru found that even the thought of sitting there angered him...so he decided to stick with his old desk, even if it was a bit crowded now. He looked around the office, and noted the slight mess that was in the office.

Barry looked up, and nodded. "Yea...but, I can't quite place it..." Then it hit him. "Well, now we know where he went off to..." he said, a little knowing smile on his face.

Sue looked up from her drawings which now littered Chris's desk and the area around it. Most of them were in pen, though some of them were colored with highlighters and what other colored pens she could find. Fluffy was sitting on Jill's desk cleaning himself.

"You know... any other time we'd have to yell at you two..." Jill went silent seeing Sue still working on her pictures. She shook her head not wanting to even go into the subject with the girl there.

"Jotaru, they said that you signed an order for a big gun..." Sue said looking up.

Becca blushed hiding herself in the screen of the computer.

Jotaru's face went dark, and he crossed his hands over his face, leaning over the desk. Crap...I should've know that would eventually come out.. Eventually he spoke. "Yea, I did...." he said cooly, as he looked up at Barry and Jill.

Jill looked at him. Before she could say anything Sue spoke up again.

"Jotaru... You better not do anything wrong... They'll get you in trouble. He said that you were a terrorist..." Sue looked at him. "You're not though... Right? You're not a spy either are you?"

Jotaru's frown deepened. "I..guess I should come clean...." he said, his hands over his mouth still. "I'm not a terrorist, or a spy...for Umbrella, anyway..."

Jill listened. Becca looked up at him.

"...I'm a Major in the US Army...or at least I WAS....about two years ago, I was kicked out on trumped-up charges....thanks to Umbrella. I found out about some illegal drug testing they were doing, so they tried to ruin me. Instead, I ended up becoming part of a military group so many levels up, they have the same authority as the President himself. Then, I found out something I didn't like...." He removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes, which now seemed to ache uncontrolably.

Sue stopped her coloring and looked at him. US Army... Means I sort of created a live action Captian America... She giggled at the thought.

"Turns out someone in the Pentagon was interested in a bio-weapon project offered up by none other than my old 'friends', those bastards at Umbrella....I've even seen the preliminary reports on their little freakshow....the Neptunes, the Cerebus, the Plant 42 - which was more of a fluke - The Tyrant, and something called the Hunter....each one a nasty variation, each having one thing in common - each one had to be infected by the T-Virus. It made the perfect weapons, but if it came in contact with human beings, it turned them into those zombies we came across at the mansion....there was also a CIA agent, I believe, sent as an undercover operative to steal the Virus, or at least the notes on it....too bad for them, I'd say....And, well, you all know what happened after that. I didn't know that Wesker was one of them, or that there were others involved....." He put his shades back on, and sighed, leaning back in his chair.

Sue looked down. "The undercover agent..." She kept her head down. "He... was Tyrant..." She set down the pen whimpering. "I... I can tell you guys everything that went on there... But... I want full protection. Vickers and I... I don't want them to get to me."

"There's no point now...things went to Hell fast..." Jotaru pulled out a small roll of slides, and tossed them to Jill. "Catch...there's all the evidence I had coming into this mess...and pretty much the only proof of wen on up there...." He crossed his arms over his chest. "But, that isn't the worst of it." He pulled out a shipping manifest. "This form here is something I was given three weeks ago....a requisition for special stasis pods....The dimensions are just perfect for the Hunter series...And what's worse....I heard tell that a new series of Hunter, the Gammas, were being produced RIGHT HERE, in the city proper...I don't have any proof, but...well, you saw the requisition form....I wanted that in case things got out of hand..." He looked over at Sue. "Don't worry...No one's going to get you..."

Jill caught the film She looked at him.

"How... how can this... They wouldn't really use this place as a test field for those monsters would they?" Becca asked.

"You saw it up there." Sue said looking at Becca. "He's not changed because of makeup." She nodded to Jotaru. "I''m still sorry about that Jotaru... But it was the only thing I could think of to save you..."

Jotaru frowned deeper. "Remember...Raccoon City was built pretty much BY Umbrella....they OWN this town, and probably have labs all over the place, including the testing sites...I was trying to find them...I was 'undercover' as a Black Ops member on a permanent leave, when Wesker found me. Since he had no clue who I was, I took the offer to join STARS, hoping that would help. It was a real experience...I actually got to be the person I left behind those years ago...." He glanced back over at Sue. "It doesn't matter anymore...it's no less than I deserve...I could've stopped this two years ago...." He sighed. "The man who made the T-Virus is William Birkin...he was the same man testing those drugs...If I had killed him them for what he'd done, maybe none of this would've happened, and there would still be two STARS teams in Raccooon..."

She paled hearing the name. "He... They said that they wanted to give me over to him..." She shivered. Tears filled her eyes. Jill crossed the room to her.

"It's okay Sue... We won't let anyone take you anywhere okay? Not unless you want to go."

"The man's a genius...as much as you are, kid....He was part of the design team for some of the monsters that have been a pain in our ass.....The drugs he was testing were performance enhancers that made anabolic steroids look like children's vitamins....the same stuff they used in their T-Virus...only not as lethal...it could reduce a preson's brain to utter mush, though....so we can guess where that side-effect came from....." He looked away, then stood. "I...should be going....I shouldn't be here..."

Becca grabbed his arm. "No.. You leave and who knows what happens. You're part of the team now."

Jill nodded.

"What use am I now? I'm part of the reason this happened...when it all comes down to it, I'm as much to blame as Wesker...." He looked away for a moment, then slowly realized something. "Where the Hell is Chris?"

Sue stayed at Chris's desk. "Mother said he was a fool... A smart one.. but still... We have to take him down.."