Safe Room

"I've.... made.... it," she exhaled from relief. She had reached a room inside the mansion, hoping to be safe. She looked around in it trying to catch her breath. It wasn't too unfamiliar to her. She saw endless bottles and vials of different liquids and concoctions on shelves. Against a wall, she saw a small cot, and right next to the cot, a typewriter on a desk.

She whispered, "No zombies..." She jumped when she heard the door creak open slowly. A gun swept across the room. She knew it had to be a S.T.A.R.S. member, but who?

"Oh, Rebecca..." It was Captain Wesker of Alpha team. Rebecca was just about run up to him and give him a hug, a reflex from being so scared and finding another person, but she had to act professional. After all, it was a mission.

She sighed in relief. "Oh Captain Wesker! I'm so glad to see you. I've lost contact with Bravo team and... and..." she had begun to tear up. Oh great your crying in front of the Captain, she thought to herself. She was already the rookie and crying only made her look weaker.

"Rebecca... Its ok. I've also lost contact with Alpha team." Wesker could see the fear in her blue-gray eyes and only wanted to comfort her. His voice cool and focused, like always, made her a little more comfortable. " You haven't seen any of the other Alpha members?"

Like a good soldier she said, " No sir. I haven't." She didn't know how to act in front of Captain Wesker. She hadn't really had any interaction with him and this had to be the longest she had ever talk to him. " Captain..." she began.

"You can call me Wesker, Rebecca."

"Oh... ok, Wesker." She said it with so much embarrassment she blushed. " How can you be so calm in    situations like this one?"

Wesker looked at her in the dim light, his blue eyes rimming his dark sunglasses at the top. " I'll be frank with you Rebecca. It is really hard to keep cool when such a beautiful woman is standing before me." He walked closer to her making her blush even harder. "How is it possible that such a woman as beautiful as yourself has not been taken? Or do you already have someone...?"

"Nobody, or no guy at least, likes a girl who's smarter than them." Rebecca's voice was getting shaky and tears were appearing in her eyes again. "I try not to be this "smart" girl, but..."

Wesker had gotten closer to her as she spoke and he was close enough to her to whisper in her ear. "They are boys, Rebecca, but me... I am a man and I know when I see such a beautiful, intelligent woman standing before me, I try not to waste time and I grab her before anyone else can." As he said the last part, he grabbed her by her waist and made her move closer to him. Wesker gently tipped her face up toward his and wiped the tear away from her eyes. She could only stare into his eyes which were mostly covered by his sunglasses.

He stared back and took off his glasses and leaned closer to her, making his lips meet hers. Rebecca looked at him and put her hands on his face and kissed him back just a little harder. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and Wesker lifted her with his arms still kissing her. She started to kiss his neck, driving Wesker insane as she left to kiss a new spot, wanting her to never leave once she started. Rebecca stopped and he looked at her to see why she had stopped. She turned her head toward the cot and Wesker, knowing the answer already, asked, "Shall we?"