You've been infected for a while now since the incident in the Spanish Village. Ever since you husband found out you were infected, he couldn't find it in himself to let you go. He took it upon himself to keep you safe and find a cure using his research and the underground Umbrella laboratory.

It wasn't the most pleasant place to live, but it's safe. He sat at his desk, typing away on his computer's keyboard. His eyes darting from one monitor to the other behind his protective glasses.

"Aye, cariño. Stop it."

He repeated, pushing you away slightly. His thick Spanish accent evident in his words. He discovered a serum that calms the Plaga in your body for a few hours. But he only just gave you your dosage so you were still pretty cranky and kept holding him or trying to bite him.

"That's it, you want me to put the nuzzle back on?"

He warned when he pushed your head away from biting his arm one more time. Sighing as he took his glasses off, placing them on the desk. He turned in his desk chair to face you, a slightly displeased look on his face.