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"Hey, I know I missed last week, but we could definitely watch the movie after I finish my class today. I know how bad you been wanting to watch it- oh dammit. I gotta go. Love you Al. Tell dad I said hi. Byee!"

╰┈➤ Alec stares longing into the air as he listened to the voicemail on his Motorola RAZR V3, from Ashely, his sister. He lets out a sigh as he closes the flip phone. He runs his hands down his face as he puts his phone in his pocket. This was the last message she ever gave him before her dissappearance, they were supposed to meet up halfway as she go off college but no. He decided to just wait for her at home, he of course told her. But what if hadn't, could she have not been taken? He honestly didnt know. Where are you Ashley...

He put his flip phone in his backpocket and sat quietly on a couch at the oval office that faced the presidents' desk. His dad at the desk and a few agents that stood around. He timidly adjusted his black dress shirt and wiped off the invisible dust that layed upon it. He was scared, worried and he honestly didn't know what to expect. From the limited training his father made him do with the FBC, and to not getting a good amount of rest; made him disoriented the past days. Add to this, his sister went missing. Nothing was going his way the past months.

Today his father told him to wait in the office with him, for he would be seeing someone that would help him in search of his sister. His father have him no information about the mysterious person he was going to see.

Alec looks up and watches as his father signs off on papers. God, the look on his father's face when he heard of the news was devastating. When at work he would be on his best behavior and not show that he was scared, for he's the president. When it came to home, it was a different story. He would drink until the bottle was empty, until the last drop of liquid took over his lips. Alec took care of him in his unstable state, he always watched over the family. His father even thanked him for that multiple times while intoxicated.

Shaking his thoughts away, Alec stands up from the couch and walks to the front of his dad's desk. He shriveled his hair and looks at the unorganized items on the desk. "Hey, dad?" Alec asked with the the most innocent voice he could display.

His father gave a quick glance before returning to what he's doing. "What's up Al?"

Alec sat on top of the desk and takes some m&m's that were placed in a cup. His father giving a slight smile at him as he sees him take in his choice of sweets. Like father, like son they say.

Alec looks toward the door that led outside the oval office, sighing, to be honest. He's still in denial that this day or pasts days are a reality. Popping the m&m's in his mouth, the stale taste of chocolate sizzles his tongue nerves. He sighs and faces down solemnly, tears forming in his eyes. "You think me and this...other guy will find her?"

His father stopped what he was doing and grasped at his son's left hand, squeezing it tightly as if his son will forever leave his grasp. Alec cranes his neck behind him to look at his father. Sharing a smile, his father began to speak. "I know you will, I have no doubt."

Before Alec can speak, multiple footsteps could be hear coming close to the door. He sees as a couple of men in black came through the door. "Mr. President, the agent has arrived." A man spoke.

Alec hears his father cough as he stands and began walking to the men. "Bring him in."

A few moments passed by before a man passes through the door. Alec took in his appearance and notices his fairly precise clothing, makes sense for where he was at. The man wore a blue suit with a white dress shirt beneath it. His light brown hair was comb throughly and parted slightly to the left. He seemed to look no older than 30. He is catching to eye, Alec won't lie.

Alec stands idle by the desk watching the man converse with his father until he hears his father call him. "Come on over." His father beckoning him with a hand out.

He starts to walk towards them, he became more nervous as he got closer. The man's icy blue eyes stayed on his walking frame as if he's trying to decipher Alec based off appearance. Alec shivered mentally under his gaze. He very...intimidating.

Once making it to them, his father placed a comforting hand on his back. "Mr. Kennedy, I would like you to meet my son, Alec. He's going to aid you on the mission."

Alec reaches his hand out to the now named mystery person, Kennedy...Kennedy. The name felt nice on his tongue. What a last name, the only thing it reminded him of was their 35th president, John F. Kennedy.

Kennedy's gaze averted between his father and him before showing a tight smile. His took Alec's hand in his and gave a firmed handshake, one usually business partners do. His rough yet long fingers felt weird against his...I'm thinking too much about it.

The man named Kennedy began to speak as they departed their hands. "With all due respect Mr. President, did he have any training? I mean he can't go out blinded." His voice was smooth, yet held a tint of affirmation.

His father let's out a laugh and crosses his arms. "I understand where you're coming from Mr. Kennedy. That's why I gave my son proper training. Though it was limited due to time but he's fairly ready. I hope this won't be of any trouble."

Kennedy shakes his head. "No, of course not." Alec sees Kennedy eyeing him once through his peripheral as if he doubted his father's statements. With sass, Alec rolls his eyes.
I can handle myself Mr. Kennedy...

"Okay, well it was meeting you Mr. Kennedy. I need to talk to my son. Would you mind waiting in the parking lot, he'll meet you after." Leon gives Alec one more glance before leaving. Alec sees his shoulder blades strain against the tighten blue suit he wears.

He exhales a breath much needed after that meeting. From the little interaction he got with Kennedy, he would say the man is a little closed off. Does he have a sense of humor? It'd be difficult to find his sister with a man like that.

His thoughts get interrupted by his father grabbing his shoulders. "Can you take a seat so we can talk?"

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Alec walks through the large white doors and enters a parking lot. Upon observing, it's vastly empty except for company cars. The only one that stood out was the Jeep Wrangler that the man, Kennedy leans against on. Alec adjusts the duffle bag that he held on his left shoulder and walks up to him. "This your car?" Alec spoke with sarcasm as he looks at the car. Fascinated by the bulking man having such a low key car.

Kennedy's left eyebrow rises and crosses his arms, as if he was highly offended at the statement. He shook his head as he spoke, "What? Don't seem like the type?"

Alec thought he found it offensive and stammered on his words. "Uh- I didn't mean tha- I mean your everybody's type-" Alec slaps his right hand on his face and slides it down. Kennedy watches Alec, amused. "it's- it's a cool car."

Kennedy let's out a laugh and opens the car door. He leans between the opening of the car and the door, slouching foward, getting a view at the unmoving man staring back at him. "Get in the car Alec."

"Yeah- yeah okay." Alec speedwalks to the other side of the car and begins to head in but stops. "Where do I uh, put my bag?" He brings his bag in front of him. Shaking it to let Kennedy know what he was talking about, in actuality. It's just small movements that keep him from cringing at his awkwardness.

Kennedy gestures with a hand towards the back as he gets his seat belt on. "Just throw it back there."

Alec puts it in the back and settles in his seat. The car smelt of freshly cut wood, and a slight smell of food. Maybe he ate a bit before coming here. He stares ahead as he hears Kennedy starting the car and puts the radio on. Alec tilts his head as he takes in the music. Rock music, I can tolerate it. I mean he kinda seems like the type to listen to this...

"You have a good taste in music," Alec says approvingly as he looks at Kennedy. Kennedy glances at him before looking foward. He starts the engine and drives out of the parking lot. He smirks as he drives away. "I know."

Then outta no where Kennedy face became serious. "Okay so here's the run down. Police are going to be our ride in Spain. Thats where your sister's at. We'll take a plane first thing tomorrow morning."

Alec eyes wide at his sentence. "She's in spain!?"

Kennedy looks back and forth at him and the road in confusion. "Your father didn't tell you?"

"No, the only information he gave was I'm gonna meet somebody in the search for my sister." Honestly, why didn't his father inform him of this? Was he saving breath? As of his breath needed saving, a literal person is missing. Alec didn't understand why but at least Kennedy let him knew.

Kennedy nods and points his hand him. "Huh...well now you know." Alec nods his head at his response. The car ride became silent for a few moments. The only thing blocking out the white noise was Kennedy's rock music. "Sorry about your sister Alec..."

Alec face contorted into a solemn gaze. "Yeah...everybody says that. But they don't do anything about it."

He feels a hand being placed on his shoulder, Kennedy of course. Kennedy's face shows some type determination behind it. "We will find her Alec, you have my word."

He nods multiple times and smiles at him. "Thank you."

"Anytime." Kennedy replies. They both relax in their seat listening to rock music. It was worrisome how quick Kennedy's music was getting to him.

He tries to get comfortable in the seat. He then forgets something. I don't even know his first name... "Hey uh, I don't know your first name, its kinda weird calling you by your last name." Alec faces Kennedy by shifting in his seat.

Kennedy looks at Alec, his hair covering the right side of face. His hair hugging his face perfectly.

"It's Leon, Leon Kennedy."

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Authors Note:

So...yeah. Just a heads up this doesn't follow mostly everything that happened before re4, it's just in my own way. I think I may have one more chapter before they go to the village. Idk yet. Hope this is good. Loves.