But he never came back...

Sergei stood in front of his computer, numbers running over the screen like mice searching for cheese. He was bored. It wasn't that much fun to watch the people die, even though those soldiers were his enemies. Still, the T.A.L.O.S.-project was still running and he had to concentrate. The new boilogical weappn was all that matters.
"Colonel, the HUNTERs killed every single soldier."
Sergei turned around. A young girl stood right in front of him. She wasn't american, but no russian either. He never knew where she is actually from. The only reason for why she was there is that Spencer told him to train her. If it wasn't for Spencer, Sergei would've already killed her. Just because he wanted to have some fun. But lately, he started to like that girl.
"Thanks. What's your name again?" he asked in his russian accent.
"That doesn't matter." the girl muttered and turned around.
Sergei sighed. He doesn't understand her, but it wasn't necessary either. He's just supposed to train her, nothing else. But still, he is a bit curious about her. Sergei never saw such a mysterious girl like her.
"You know, I think we should get to know each other better. Because of our work, of course." he said, walking a few steps towards her.
"Yeah, as if. You just want to know more about Spencer, and since I am his niece i'd be the only one to tell you." she answered, staring at the tall man like a lion stares at its prey. Sergei lifted his head.
"You're his niece?"
"You didn't know?" she asked back. Her face turned into a mask of total confusion. "I thought he'd told you..."
"No, it's the first time I heared about that... Well, that doesn't matter now. I wanted to know more about you becaue I want to be friends." Sergei took a few steps back, leaned against the wall and waited for an answer. Suddenly, the girl laughed. Loud and barky.
"Since when does a russian Colonel who survived a war wants to be friends with a girl?"
"Maybe because I like you?" he answered. Silence filled the room. She smiled, walked towards the Russian and took his hand.
"What kind of 'liking'?"
Sergei didn't answered again. He just smiled back. She barely reaches his chest but the way she grinned up to him made him believe that they aren't that different in height.
"Find it out for yourself..." he whispered, leaning over and looking her straight in the eyes. Once again, he found himself thinking of her and only her. Sergei realy likes her. They both smiled and looked at each other.
Sergei turned around. What is he, a pedophile?!? He doesn't even know how old she is, he isn't allowed to like or even love her.
"You better go now..." he said while watching the screen. Wesker, his old rival, was near the basement. "I'll come back to you, I promise!"
He looked at her one last time.
"I will return!"
The girl turned around. She felt sad and uneasy while she walked away from him. She hoped that he will come back, just like he promised.

...But he never came back...