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.She'd laughedat a lot of his jokes, and thought it was cool that he rantrack, and when he'd talked some about his parents,she'd listened without getting all pushy.And she's so smart, and beautiful.He looked down at her, at her tousled hair and longlashes, his heart pounding even though he was trying torelax.She moved again, shifting in her sleep, her headtilting back a little and her slightly parted lips weresuddenly close enough for him to kiss, all he had to dowas tip his face down a few inches, and he wanted to sobad that he actually started to do it, lowering his mouthtoward hers."Mmmm," she murmured, still totally asleep, and hestopped, pulling back, his heart beating even faster.Hetotally wanted to but not like that, not if she didn't wanthim to.He thought she did, but she'd also told him a lit-tle about her friend Leon, too, and he wasn't so sure thatthey were just friends.Feeling tortured, having her so close but not his, hewas relieved when she rolled away from him a few sec-onds later.He stood up, stretching stiff legs, and walkedto the front of the plane, wondering if the reserve fueltank had been tapped yet, the thought of dealing withthat crazy Ashford asshole once again drying up the lastof his positive feelings.He hoped that Claire wouldsleep awhile longer, she'd been so tired.until he saw what was outside, and read the head-ing, and realized that their altitude had dropped consid-erably.The plane was starting to pitch some, bucking,and no wonder.On the map reader next to the compasswas an approximate latitude-longitude for their posi-tion."Claire, wake up! You gotta come see this!"A few seconds later she was at his side, rubbing hereyes - which widened considerably when she lookedout the window.There was a near blizzard of ice and snow pounding down, extending as far as they could see."We're over the Antarctic," Steve said."As in the South Pole?" Claire asked, incredulous.She grabbed the back of the copilot seat as the planeroller-coastered."Penguins and killer whales, all that?""I don't know about the wildlife, but we're at a lati-tude of 82.17 South," Steve said."Definitely the bottomof the world.And I'm not positive, but I think we'recoming in for a landing.We're slowing down, anyway."Maybe Alfred's plan was to drop them in the middleof nowhere and let them freeze to death.Not flashy, butit would certainly do the trick.Steve wished he couldget his bare hands on the guy for just a minute, just one.He wasn't much of a fighter, but Alfred would melt likea cream puff."We must be headed for that," Claire said, pointingright, and Steve squinted, barely able to see through thestorm.and then he saw the other planes, and thelong, low buildings that she had spotted, only a fewminutes away."You think it's one of Umbrella's?" Steve asked,knowing before she nodded that it had to be.Where else?The plane's nose continued to dip down, carryingthem to whatever Alfred had in mind, but Steve was ac-tually a little relieved.Meeting up with Umbrella againsucked, of course, but at least someone else would be incharge, and not every Umbrella employee was asshrink-wrapped as Alfred.He couldn't imagine thateveryone would drop what they were doing to kiss Al-fred's ass, either.Maybe he and Claire could find some-one to bargain with, or bribe somehow.They were closing in for a first pass, the ride gettingsquirrelly, the wings probably heavy with ice - whenSteve realized that they were way too low, too low and toofast.The landing gear had dropped at some point, but therewas no way they could land at their speed and altitude."Pull up, pull up." Steve said, watching the build-ings get big too quickly, feeling prickles of sweat break-ing out all over.He slid into the pilot's chair, grabbingthe yoke and pulling back - and nothing happened.Oh, man."Belt up, we're going to crash!" Steve shouted, grab-bing for his own belt as Claire jumped into her seat, thebuckles snapping shut just as they touched downand alarms started shrieking as the landing gearcrumpled and tore away, the plane's belly slamming intothe ground.The cabin bounced wildly, the seat belts theonly thing keeping them from hitting the roof
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