Chapter Two: Prove Me Wrong
"A bit too fancy for work don't you think?" Stated Joseph his eyes lowering to Lilly's casual attire. Reminding him he was still dressed in his work uniform; consisting of nothing more then a plain white cotton T-shirt with 'R.P.D S.T.A.R.S' written in small letters above the left breast. That and his old camouflage army style pants.
Lilly gazed down at her own outfit "Oh. Well actually; I'm only stopping by to pick up my work seclude before I head out to lunch with a friend." she said.
As Joseph opened his mouth to speak the office door opened and in stepped Wesker, back from his break. Her head turned to face Wesker watching as he ventured towards his desk. Rising from her seat "Looks like it's time to get my schedule. If you don't mind I'll be going now." She said respectfully. Turning away she advancing over to where Wesker sat. Her posture pin straight, hands flat at her sides. It was at that moment Joseph noticed Lilly was abnormally tall for a women; even with out her boots, she stood at least six feet tall-give or take a couple extra inches. Her hair swished with each airy step towards the head desk. It took only moments to reach where Wesker sat, reading one of his files. Stopping a few inches shy of the desk. Her hands balled up softly. Making a clearing sound at the back of her throat before speaking. "Excuse me...Captain Wesker?" She said to gain the Alpha captains attention.
Wesker glanced up from the file he occupied himself with taking immediate notice of the young rookie standing before him. Sitting forward he slipped his dark shades a touch down the bridge of his nose with his free hand "Ah yes miss Trevor. Came by to pick up your schedule I presume?" he asked soon after pushing the shades back up and set his file neatly down on the desk. He cut the small talk and went straight to business "You start tomorrow morning six O'clock sharp. I do not tolerate tardiness, and will not show any leniency just because you are new. With that said I suggest you become acquainted with this station." Wesker said his voice commanding and strong, expected of a leader.
Lilly nodded her head very slightly "Yes sir I perfectly understand. Anything else I need to know before I take my leave?" She inquired.
"Yes. Your uniform along with a locker shall be provided for you. Caption Enrico will provide you with the key to your locker tomorrow after your briefing. That is all." with out a further word Wesker picked up his file and carried on reading.
"Good day sir." Lilly said softly before walking to the door shutting it silently behind. Like that the rookie was gone Chris had been studying the new recruit to get a feel for her. Last thing I need is more dead weight. He caught Brad in the corner of his eye typing away on his computer, bulky headphones covering his ears. Brad was a mild looking man with a fair complexion and soft doe brown eyes. Kept his short brown hair neatly slicked back in a style similar to Wesker's. Brad was by all means a hard worker and pulled his weight in the office, just an all around delight. On the filed was another story, Brad was not so cool under pressure.
When a mission went awry he became like a panicked rabbit looking for any means to escape. His jittery behavior earned the nick name Chicken-heart. No one ever said it to his face out of respect; but it did beg the question as to why someone like Brad would ever choose to become a cop in the first place.
Chris shook is head running his fingers through is short spiked hair he knew why they had decided to hire a second medic. Rebbecca was far too young and inexperienced it was only wise to hire someone a bit older. There was also the fact she worked along side Wesker once. I just hope Lilly knows what she's doing; I don't think I can handle another botched mission if he screws up one more time.
Twenty minuets later Wesker looked to his wrist watch for the time. In about five minuets Enrico would come to relive him from his shift. Noiselessly sprouting up from his chair he quickly stretched to get the blood flowing before quietly leaving. He doubted anyone would care if he excused himself so close to the end of the shift, with the amount of time it took to change into civilian clothing and freshen up Enrico's shift would have already started.
Richard walked inside a quaint little bistro with his girlfriend Bridget on his arm; the warm scent of freshly prepared food made his gut gnaw. Making him forget about the cold outside. Inside was mordantly busy, a few buss boys cleared the vacant tables of their plates. One waitress skipped right over to the young couple her blond curls bouncing with every step. "Table for two right?" The fresh faced youth asked beaming brightly as she looked from Richard to his date. He only nodded at the young waitress she gladly lead them to their table. A small squared table in the center of the restaurant was chosen, being a gentleman Richard pulled out the chair for his girlfriend before taking a seat himself. "Would you two like to order something to drink first?" The waitress asked the happy couple.
"I'd like a glass of red wine, thanks." Said Bridget to the waitress who jotted it down on her note pad.
"Just coffee for me please." Richard ordered his eyes locked into Bridgett's hazel eyes, she could see the guilt behind his caring blue orbs. Her sandy blond hair was held back in a messy bun showing off her full oval shaped face. She was the wholesome girl next door type and Richard wouldn't have it any other way. She waited until the waitress left off to fetch their drinks and menu's before speaking.
"It's been a while hasn't it?" She said unrolling her utensils from the cloth napkin and placed it on her lap, looking up at Richard through her sooty eye lashes.
Richard lowered his gaze "I'm sorry things have been a bit heretic in the office lately." he said rubbing his brow. He looked rough for the wear dark and heavy bags hung underneath his bleary eyes.
"You've been putting in so much time in the office, you should really ask your boss for some time off." Bridget leaned in placing a well manicured hand on top of his her warmth soothing his tired nerves.
Richard let out a low tired sigh "I wish it was that easy hon, but my team-mates need me. I just can't forget about my responsibilities." his reply made her hand squeeze his gingerly.
"If not for you, do it for me. I'm your girl friend and I hardly ever see you anymore." frowning her pouty lips, worry and concern shaped her features making a slight wrinkle appear on her forehead.
Richard leaned in kissing her forehead "You shouldn't frown, you'll get wrinkles." he joked trying to change the mood. Bridget painted on a translucent smile; she decided to take a better look around the restaurant. A chandelier brightened up the dinning area with its sparkling light reflected off the dangling glass, and ivory white Roman styled columns lined the walls covered in faux ivy for an added touch. Something caught Bridgett's attention, Richard noticed his girlfriends double take "Hey correct me if I'm wrong but isn't that your boss?" Asked Bridgett pointing over towards a booth several tables away.
The man had the same neatly slicked backed blond hair, and trade mark shades, there was no denying it was the one and only Albert Wesker "Y-yeah you're right...Looks like he's with someone too" replied Richard, stunned to see Wesker outside of work never the less out on a date.
"See, even your boss takes off some time too see his girlfriend." Bridgett playfully jabbed giggling a little at her situation. She perk up to get a better look at the couple Wesker was dressed sharply in a black turtle neck and jeans of the same colour; while his date stuck to a fleecy indigo tunic. "What a pretty little number he has too." She commented.
"You shouldn't stare B, he might notice us." Richard pulled her arms in closer in order to get her attention away from his captain. "Your far more beautiful anyways." he said stroking her face softly enjoying silky feel of her skin.
Lilly sat across from Wesker she fidgeted with the hem of her napkin. "...I remember the last time we came here. Hard to believe that was over six years ago, still feels like it was yesterday." said Lilly looking deep into the darkness of Wesker's shades only seeing her reflection in them. Lilly pressed her elbow onto the table and propped her chin into her palm "It's been a while has it not?" She asked stricken lethargic. Eying her rare steak the smell wafting up into her nose as she inhaled the rich scent slowly was intoxicating.
Wesker accurately arranged his silverware in their proper place long the table "I suppose It has." he said steepled his finger tips. "I recall you taking a liking to this place. It's not to my likings, nonetheless I thought was it appropriate for the occasion. However there has been a delay."
His words had her freeze in place Lilly's eyes cross-examined Wesker's stony visage "A delay in what?" she was quick to ask her jaw clenching trying to control the uneasy flutter of her heart.
Faintest of a smirk graced Wesker's lips "Nothing to fret over. It's about your apartment, it will take longer then originally planned to set up." He answered watching as Lilly reached for her glass to take a sip.
As she set the glass down "Guess I can stand another night at the hotel" she said sighing crossly afterwords. "I thought you had every thing prepared?" she inquired leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed.
The hostile vibes were felt across the table Wesker's spoke up eager to remedy the problem quickly "Or perhaps my house would better suited to your liking, your call."
Lilly shrugged seemimgly pleased by the suggestion "Fine. Not like we are sharing a bed, and its a lot cleaner then a hotel." She said cutting into her steak the red juices oozing out of the tender beef. She took a bite letting the flavor sit on her tongue before swallowing it down with cool water. Through the corner of her eye Lilly noticed a young man and his date watching them from across the room. The man's light brown hair fashioned into a simple buzz cut; he wore a crisp white button upped shirt, and a pair of straight legged blue jeans. His date kept her dirty blond hair back in a bun, she was dressed up wearing a creamy satin blouse and a charcoal pencil skirt. "Looks like we have admirers." Lilly said snickering.
Wesker observed the onlooking couple through his shades "He's from Bravo Team, Richard Aiken. That must be his girlfriend" Wesker replied turning back to his own steak. His was slightly more cooked then Lilly's. He hated watching the crimson fluids drip off each piece Lilly cut off for herself, "How are you liking your food?" Wesker asked while holding back a disgusted sneer.
Setting down her fork on top of the plate she held up a index finger allowing herself some time to chew her meal. "It's good, I haven't had a meal this delicious in a long , before I forget. I took the liberty to read up on your 'test subjects' psych evaluations, and personal information before I arrived."Lilly stopped, her eyes intently scanning Wesker as if waiting for something.
"Those psych tests and background checks only reveal the most basic of their personality. I would suggest you eavesdrop on conversations." He suggested, wisely ignoring Lilly curling her lips into a resentful sneer eyes hardened flickering with a burning glint. "There is always room for error dear heart. Do not get too far ahead of yourself." he shrewdly reminded her.
"I can assure you I won't; this is nothing I can't handle." She said her fists balling up tightly making her finger nails dig into her palms.
"We all make mistakes." replied Wesker before taking a long sip of his water
"Except you, obviously." Lilly said with a subtle roll of the eyes and took a sip of water as well.
glowering from behind the veil of his shades "Your far too old to be coddling anymore, if your expecting a pat on the back, look to someone else. As of right now you've done nothing worthy of my praise." his words were sharp like a knife, and sliced Lilly's ego clean in half. Her face went blank and turned back to her meal quietly brood over what had been said. The rest of lunch was spend in awkward silence only squeak of utensils against fine the china plates could be heard.
