Till Death Do Us Part

Disclaimer: I don't own Alice, Rain, Matt, or Resident Evil.

Alice shouted at Matt to open the hatch, to send the monster down onto the tracks. He swiveled, and...

Rain was standing there. Dead on her feet. He raised the gun to fire, but only got an empty click.

Jammed.

Rain grabbed his hand and bit a chunk from his wrist. He screamed in pain and shoved her backward. This put him in the reach of the monster, which quickly grabbed him.

The momentum of the shove sent Rain falling back to the wall, pushing the button to open the shutters. Both the creature and Matt fell through, being burnt and beaten to death by the tracks below.

Rain stumbled a little righting herself, accidentally hitting the button again to close the shutters. She turns to Alice, who looks on in horror as a very crooked grin crosses the zombie's face.

She shambled to where the living woman braced herself against the wall of the train, a look of abject terror on her face. She fell to her hands and knees, inches away from Alice's neck. Alice closed her eyes, praying that it would be quick...

Her lips were met with a passionate kiss. Alice opened her eyes in surprise to find Rain affixing herself to Alice. She ran a hand from Alice's back to her ass, squeezing her closer once there. The other hand began gently fondling her breast through the fabric of the dress she wore.

Quickly, Alice recalled the Red Queen's words. The zombies were driven by their most basest of urges: "The need to feed."

Too bad the Red Queen never took a biology class. Alice remembered that many species often placed procreation above sustenance. The need to feed, indeed. MOre like the need to fuck.

Suddenly, the train came to a stop. They had arrived at the platform. Alice broke the contact and rushed for the door. Rain moaned behind her. She turned back, torn. Rain had turned, but did not stand. Her face seemed to be nothing but pure sorrow. Alice checked the timer. Thirty seconds.

"I just KNOW I'm going to regret this," she muttered to herself, and in three quick strides reached Rain. She took the undead woman into her arms and beat a hasty retreat for the exit, Rain stroking her back and neck all the way.

Alice gently lay Rain down on the couch once they were inside the mansion again. She attempted to ignore Rain's caresses and attempts to kiss her. Alice was too shaken up by Matt's death and Rain's...condition.

She appeared to have no pulse. Her body was cool to the touch. Yet it moved. Infected, all right.

Alice stood, looking around the room. Nope, not in here. She intended to search the entire house for alchol until she was cheerfully on her way to inebriation. She didn't take more than three steps from the couch when Rain's piteous moan overtook her. She turned, and was by Rain's side again. "I'm just a sucker for those eyes of yours," she whispered. Rain's eyes had expressed such pain that Alice refused to willingly inflict it, no matter what.

Rain smiled mindlessly again, and rolled off the couch, pinning Alice under her. Alice was shocked and more than a little frightened, until Rain began deeply kissing her again. One of her hands immediately landed on Alice's breast, pinching the nipple through the fabric and rolling it. It stiffened from the stimulation. Alice noticed with growing objectivity that another hand was fast working its way up her thigh...

The doors burst open. Men (or women) in biohazard suits, reaching out for Rain and herself. She jumped up and began laying out her hand-to-hand moves, but they overwhelmed her. The suits also took Rain, although she had gotten a few good bites in herself.

Alice watched Rain disappear around the corner of one of the tents erected outside as she fell into unconsciousness.

~~~

Subject: Ocampo, Rain

Status: Deceased, Active

Notes: Subject appears to be in similar state of being as residents of Hive: massive degredation of brain power and reflexes, vitals low enough to be considered legally dead by standard means. Subject, however, does not appear to be decaying as are other similar subjects. Tests indicate presence of T-Virus antidote. Preliminary theories suggest that the antidote was injected too late to prevent the subject from undergoing transformation, but halted further T-Virus activity. Finding could prove quite useful: soldiers would not have to be replaced every several months as originally planned. This presents its own obstacle, as it also seems this method only works with living stock. Further analysis recommended.

~~~

Alice woke up.

She was in a sterile white room, her only garb two pieces of cloth connected with several strings.

Numerous needles and pads dotted her. She removed all of them. She stood and examined the room she was in. The only doorway had a keycard swipe. She took one of the needles which had been inside her and used it to pick the electronic lock. She held on to it, in case it came in handy later.

The halls of the italital were...messy. Alice scrounged up a doctor's coat, a bit large on her frame. It was better than nothing.

She passed by a nurse's station on her way out. On impulse, she stopped there momentarily and turned on the computer.

She searched for Rain on the patient roster.

Amazingly enough, she was on it. She had been 'diagnosed' with violent fits and held in the mental ward of the hospital. Alice checked a nearby wall map and headed for that section of the hospital.

She ran into two zombie doctors before getting there. Alice quickly dispatched both of them and continued on her way.

She soon found the ward. Rain's room was easy enough to find. She was banging like hell on the door. Alice quickly unlocked it, and was bowled over once again by Rain, who held her in a tight embrace. It took Alice a few seconds to ascertain that yes, Rain was still dead.

She was also better clothed than Alice; the hospital gown at least reached beyond her knees.

Rain, too, also noticed Alice's minimal clothing...in a more primitive way, of course. Her hand snaked into the coat and began fondling her breast again.

For the first time, Alice let herself think about what the hell this meant for her.

She had never been much of a person for sex. She had never explored that aspect of herself before, and didn't know (nor care) if she was gay or straight. She thought for a moment. Rain was gi her her pleasurable feelings. She figured that whether or not they were both women was entirely irrelevant. The fact that one of them was a member of the living impaired was quite relevant, though. She had been disgusted whenever the topic of necrophilia entered her life (cruel jokes from lewd coworkers, another consequence of her uncaring stance for sex). But was it really necrophilia if the corpse was animated?

Rain had asked her to 'take care of her' when she went over. She hadn't wanted to become a soulless eating machine. But was this what she had in mind? So far, Rain had been indirecrespresposible for Matt's death, but Alice wasn't entirely certain that it was Rain's -- or the zombie Rain, rather -- fault. And Rain had -- was -- giving Alice such affection, and hadn't even tried to nip at her once.

Alice made her decision. She would bring Rain...wherever (unless she turned on her), and see where things went.

But to bring Rain wherever, they would have to start going. And Rain was busy suckling on Alice like an infant.

"Rain?" Alice said. She looked up from the nipple. She still recognizes her name, Alice noted. "We have to go now. This city is very dangerous. when we are free of the city, then we can enjoy each other. But not until then. Okay?" She spoke slowly so that Rain could understand her. A pouty look rested on Rain's face, but she apparently agreed. She let Alice help her up. Experimentally, Alice kissed Rain. Rain smiled that smile again and embraced Alice through the kiss. When they had finished, Alice began walking, Rain following.

~~~

Alice knew it had been a good idea to take the needle with her. She was fervently picking the lock of a door which led into a gun store, which would hopefully have lots of goodies. Rain made noises vaguely sounding worrisome a few feet away from her.

They had both barely escaped a mob of hundreds of zombies. Alice only had four shells for the shotgun she found in the police cruiser, so it would have been pointless to fight.

Fortunately, Alice was faster, and she had carried Rain in her arms much like the way they had escaped the Hive. The sounds of the mob weren't too far off, though, and were getting louder with each passing second. Alice began to hurry in her efforts.

She was rewarded with a *click* as the mechanism granted her entry. Just in time, too: the horde of the undead appeared at the alleyway and began surging forward.

Alice seized Rain's hand and pulled her into the shop, closing the door behind her and locking it. She spotted a crate nearby and pushed it toward the door. It made contact just as the first thumps began.

Alice looked around. It was the back room of the shop. The first thing she spotted, though, was a box of camo clothing. She quickly changed into the clothes, inadvertently giving Rain a little show. Alice noticed Rain leering, and then realized that she could use some decent attire as well. Alice dressed her, giving Rain a few caresses as she did.

As she straightened out Rain's clothes, she heard a noise. Turning, she saw that the proprietor of the store was still alive and well, pointing a shotgun at her chest. "You're alive? he asked.

"Yes. My name's Alice, and we were chased here by those things out there.'

"Which things? The zombies? Or..." the man shuddered.

"Zombies."

"Well, they'll stink up the alleyway for a few days, but they'll be gone before too long. You can stay here as long as you like."

"Thanks, but we want to get the hell out of this city."

"Can't say I blame you. Well, I can give you some guns, some ammo, and some rations, but I really advise against it."

The man led them to the front of the store. Alice saw through the window that the whole front had been blocked off with a trailer. "Nice, huh?" the man asked. "I learned that little trick from Dawn of the Dead."

Alice smiled, then realized in a split second that the majority of 'zombie films' she had seen in her life seemed to mirror the situation here in Raccoon. Why hadn't that occured to her earlier? Oh well.

The man was unlocking a weapons case, talking about guns and offering his opinion on what she should take with her. She took two semiautomatic pistols, each with belt holster. She wore them like a gunslinger would have in the wild west.

She also took a shoulder holster for her shotgun, and two bandoliers of shells. She stuffed a bunch of clips for the pistols in the various pockets of the camo pants, which the man dryly noted that she hadn't worn into the store. She gave him a derisive look before releasing a small smile. She didn't feel it was best to tell him about her past few...days? Weeks? How long had she been out, anyway? She asked the date. Three weeks! She was a bit shaken.

"Isn't your...ah, friend going to take any guns?"

"No, she's not really icondcondition to handle firearms."

"Why not?" The man looked intently at Rain. Suddenly, realization dawned on his face. "Holy shit! She's one of them!" He turned to Alice. "You stupid bitch, she'll kill us both!" Before she could answer, he turned and raised his shotgun.

Two things happened simultaneously.

One: Alice threw out one high kick, hitting the man in his upper left arm, pushing the shotgun up. He had already been pulling the trigger, and succeeded in shooting a poster advertising a hunting rifle.

Two: Rain rushed forward, seized the man, and tore out his throat. She began munching away happily, as she hadn't had anything to eat in a while.

"Rain! Stop that immediately!" Alice commanded. Rain looked up, blood on her maw. "You are NOT supposed to kill people!" she admonished. A sad look crossed Rain's face. Tears began to pour from her eyes, and a moaning sound came from her mouth. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry," Alice said as she bridged the distance between them and caught her in an embrace. "You were trying to defend yourself. I understand that. But we...I could have explained to him how it is, so that he wouldn't want to shoot you anymore. Do you see?" To Alice's amazement, Rain gave a halting, jagged, but recognizable nod. Rain's cognition was much higher than Alice would have thought.

Alice led Rain to an apartment upstairs. She figured that the man had to have lived there, since there really wasn't anywhere else to g
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In his kitchen, she washed Rain's face clean of blood. She found some raw hamburger in the refridgerator, and after warming it a bit in the microwave (Alice thanked whatever higher being that the place had full utilities) she gave it to Rain to eat as a substitute to sushi a la gun store owner.

Out of curiosity, she checked out his living room. Several letters lay on the table, unopened. "Guess in the midst of everything else, he must have just forgot," she mused. One was a gas bill -- she crumpled it. Another was an ad. Crumple. Credit card preapproval. Crumple.

A personal letter. Alice felt like a ghoul, but tore open the envelope.

"Daddy,

Ron proposed! We're getting married in the spring. Will you walk me down the aisle?

Love,
Brenda"

The three lines were enough to bring tears to Alice's eyes, as the whole situation struck her.

Raccoon City once populated thousands of people. Now, almost all of them were certainly dead. How many Brendas would no longer have a father to walk them down the aisle?

She glanced at the return address on the outside of the envelope. "Not in Raccoon..." Alice muttered. On impulse, she shoved the envelope in her pocket, letting the letter float to the ground.

~~~

Alice busted out the front window of the store. There was enough room to crawl under the truck. She looked around for a few minutes. Nothing in sight. She pulled Rain from the window onto the ground with her, being careful not to accidentally cut Rain. They both crawled out. The street was practically empty, save fora few wrecked cars.

They began walking south, the quickest way out of the city. Suddenly, an idea struck Alice. She pulled Rain back with her, toward the trailer. It still had the truck attached. She hopped inside. The keys were in the ignition. She turned them, and after several chugs the engine roared to life. Alice gave a shout of victory and pulled Rain into the cab with her, buckling her up.

Unfortunately, Alice had never driven a big truck before. Within five mintues, she had managed to turn the truck 90 degrees, so that it lay across the street instead of the storefront.

Since the street was thinner than the trailer and truck combined, this provided a big dificulty.

Namely, the nearest operable tow truck and truck repair service wilesiles away.

Alice had crashed. No injuries, but the truck would not be moving again.

She sighed in frustration, and banged her fist against the wheel.

The middle of the wheel.

The horn sounded. Zombies a mile away had heard it.

"Oh, shit," Alice declared. The mob of zombies had reappeared, and was surging at the truck from the north. Alice crossed over to the passenger side and opened the door, unbuckling Rain. She jumped out, helped Rain out, and began running at a half-jog with which Rain could easily keep up.

The zombie horde stopped at the semi. One or two came at a time from either end. Alice and Rain easily outran them.

They reached the city limits with no further major encounters. The forest surrounded Raccoon. The Hive's entrance was on the north side of town, though, and the Spencer estate was on the west. So, unless Umbrella had a super-duper secret facility in the south, they were practically home free.

They had been going on for a few miles. Alice turned to Rain. "That was rather anticlimatic, don't you think?"

Before Rain could react, something rocketed past overhead. Alice looked up in time to catch the three rockets headed north. They would reach Raccoon in seconds. "Oh SHI-"

Alice barely managed to look away in time. She threw herself down on the ground, pinning Rain with her. The bright flash nearly obliterated her eyesight anyway. The afterimage would last for several hours afterward.

The devestation wrought by the blast would last for years, though. It swept Raccoon off the map in a matter of seconds. Thousands of zombies, dozens of monsters, and a handful of people who had thought they could stick it out in the city were incinerated.

After the blast subsided, Alice and Rain stood to observe the growing mushroom cloud. Rain began crying like she had in the gun shop again. Alice held her close in another hug.

They began travelling south again after a while.

~~~

Within a day, they reached a highway. By the time night fell, they reached a hotel.

The clerk paid no attention to Alice's guns, or Rain's vacancy. He gave Alice her key, and went back to watching Jeopardy.

"Um...could I also have some stationery and an envelope?" Alice asked.

"I suppose you want a stamp, too," the clerk groused, but supplied all three.

"Thanks."

She took Rain to their room, where she sat Rain on the bed. "I'll be with you in just a second, Rain, but there's something I have to do right now." Rain nod-jerked again.

Alice walked over to the table and sat. She removed the envelope from her pocket. It was the one she had taken from the gun shop. She began writing a letter to Brenda, about her father. She had only known him a few minutes, but he helped her survive Raccoon. She expressed this gratitude in the letter, and apologized that her father wouldn't be able to walk her the the aisle. She neglected to detail how he died. She left the letter anonymous. After sealing it in the envelope, addressing it and stamping it, she left the room and dropped it off at the desk.

~~~

Alice stepped out of the shower. She wanted to get clean before...

Rain was acting strange.

Alice wrapped the towel around herself and approached Rain. "What's wrong?" she asked. Rain was hunched over, clutching her stomach. A quiet moan of pain passed her lips. Alice picked her up, fully intending to take her to a hospital and do...something, but Rain gestured to be carried into the bathroom. "What's in here?" Alice asked. Rain raised a quivering finger to the toilet.

It hit Alice instantly. Rain's digestive system must still work. Well, her mouth did, why shouldn't her ass?

Alice made her decision. She set Rain down standing in front of the toilet. She unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, sat her on the toilet, and removed them entirely (taking off her boots first). Almost immediately, a disgusting sound and a revolting smell filled the room. Rain once again flashed her crooked smile. Alice felt like throwing up.

She saw a can of air freshener nearby and sprayed it around. There. Better.

Until she realized that Rain would not be able to wipe herself. "Shit," Alice muttered. Well, better now than later, when it...dries. A shudder passed through Alice.

She gingerly tore a few squares of paper from the roll and bunched them up. As she reached behind Rain, she felt her kiss on the top of her head. Alice looked up. Rain was smiling broadly -- and crookedly -- as ever. Alice suddenly realized she would do anything for this girl, nevermind that she WAS a girl, or that she was dead.

After she finished wiping, she decided that Rain needed a shower too. She first took the socks from Rain's feet and tossed them in the corner. Her shirt came next. She stood Rain up, and then let her towel fall. Rain vocalized a happy sound and embraced Alice. Alice met Rain's lips in a slow, tender kiss. She once again picked up Rain -- eliciting something which could have been a laugh from the girl -- and walked toward the shower. She turned on the showerhead and placed Rain on the tiled floor again, standing.

Pleasurable noise spilled from Rain's mouth as the hot water cascaded over her body. Alice picked up the soap and latherered it up again.

She began working on Rain's legs, going slowly. Alice looked up. Rain was now letting out a steady moan of pleasure. Alice washed Rain's ass, giving it a few squeezes, and then around the front, lightly caressing her slit.

She was on the stomach, now. Her finger flirted with Rain's belly button. Up to the breasts, giving each one close attention. Alice slowly rolled each nipple between her fingers until they hardened in response.

Alice lifted up each one of Rain's arms and lathered them up. Each one she draped around her neck when done with that task. She then embraced Rain herself, catching her lips in another passionate kiss while lathering up her back.

Not breaking off the kiss, Alice turned them around, and dipped Rain so that she could plunk the soap into the soap dish. In the same moment, she got a glob of shampoo from the bottle.

Returning from the dip, she moved her arms up Rain's sides -- careful not to spill the shampoo -- and began slowly lathering up Rain's hair. At this, Rain broke the kiss, leaning her head back and letting out a lower moan of pleasure. Alice worked the suds deep into Rain's scalp as she pressed her body to Rain's.

Finally, Alice took the showerhead and rinsed Rain off. She lingered for a moment over Rain's slit, teasing her, then continued washing the suds off.

Alice turned off the water and helped Rain out of the shower. She took the towel and slowly dried Rain off in much the same manner that she had lathered her up in the shower. Rain began moaning again, but this time from want.

She finished Rain and quickly dried herself off. She took Rain's hand and walked back to the bedroom. Rain even passed Alice, desperate to get to bed.

Both women fell to the bed in another kiss. Now, Alice's hands began the downward trek. One hand massaged Rain's breast, while another grabbed her ass. She remembered that this was the position Rain had put her back on the train, and smiled at the memory.

Rain, too, moved one hand down to Alice's rear. But, her other hand moved down as well. Alice let out a sharp intake of breath when Rain's hand caressed her own slit, and then gently pushed in a finger. Rain fingered Alice for some time.

Alice soon, despite the feelings coursing through her body, removed Rain's finger from inside her. She licked at her own juice. "Mmmm," Alice moaned. She offered the rest of the juice back to Rain, who popped her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean.

Alice decided that it was time. She gave Rain a kiss on the lips, then began kissing downward. She paused briefly at the place where her neck met her shoulder, where she was rewarded with another moan from Rain. Another moan at the left nipple, which she suckled for some time. This gave Alice another smile as it reminded her of where she had stopped Rain in the hospital.

She kised her way down to Rain's belly button, where she slipped her tongue in and out quickly. The sensation caused the might-be-a-laugh to come from Rain again. Finally, Alice reached the junction between her legs.

Rain had kept her hair in a small triangle pointed downward in life. Alice stroked it now, eliciting more pleasurable sounds from the other girl. She then placed her hands on either side of the slit, and pulled it open.

Alice thought that Rain's clit was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen. She tentatively licked it, then nibbled on it lightly, and then finally began earnestly sucking on it. In her mouth, she also combined licking and nibbling.

Rain began to moan loudly as pleasure shot through her. Then, Alice began inserting fis bes below her clit, and Rain's mog ing increased even more.

Alice carefully moved herself, so that she lay alongside Rain again, only upside-down. Rain almost immediately pulled Alice's lower half to hace ace and began licking and sucking fervently. This caused Alice to step up the tempo of her own ministrations.

In a short time, both women exploded into mind-numbing orgasms. Both licked up all the juice from their partner's slits as they could.

After a few minutes, Alice was able to move again. She turned right-side up, and crawled back to Rain. She embraced the undead woman. "I...I love you, Rain."

"...loooove...Allllice..." Alice's mouth fell open in shock. Then, she did the only thing she could think of.

She kissed Rain once more.

Shortly after, they drifted to sleep, happy in one another's arms.