Lydia was scared and confused. She had spent most of the day in bed. All morning she had refused to tell Chris what happened in the dream. She loved Chris so deeply and that's what made everything more confusing to her. She couldn't figure out how or why her mind began to do this to her. She wondered if Wesker really had the same dream. Her phone buzzed around 3 in the afternoon and she checked it.
I love you. I'm going to go out with the boys tonight. Try to get some sleep, I'll be home around midnight.
The text was from Chris. She quickly replied and set her phone down beside her. She really wanted to reach out to Wesker. She desperately wanted to know but she decided that she was just being dramatic. She fell asleep around 6 once it got dark. She was exhausted after the previous evening.
When Lydia fell into her dream she found that she was in the same room as the previous night. She was alone again. She quickly stood and left the room. She wanted to figure out where she was. She wandered the halls for a while but they would just circle back to the room. It felt like a Labyrinth. However, she wasn't alone for long. She returned to the room she began her dream in and found a familiar face sitting on the end of the bed.
"Lydia…" It was Wesker. He had fallen asleep shortly after her and returned back to the bedroom too. Lydia felt goosebumps run down her back when she heard him say her name.
"Wesker…" She spoke as she walked up to him. "I'm scared,"
"Of me?" He asked. Lydia moved to sit in his lap. Wesker ran his hands up her thighs.
"No." She admitted. "I just don't understand. I love Chris. I don't love you…" She spoke. Her words upset Wesker. Wesker cupped her face.
"You can love me? Can't you?" Wesker asked. Lydia didn't answer. She just watched him. "We can keep this a secret, you and I." Wesker was on the verge of begging. This woman made him feel so strange.
"Wesker…" She began but he cut her off with a kiss.
"Lie to me. Just let me have you in our dreams then." Wesker asked once they separated. She nodded.
"You can have me in our dreams." She replied in barely a whisper. Wesker picked her up and laid her on the bed before crawling over her and making love to her again.
It was a month later and the dreams continued. Wesker and Lydia would meet each other in their dreams at least twice a week. Lydia had also stopped showing up at the RPD for date nights. Chris would pick her up at the University now. This had disappointed Wesker, he had desperately wanted to see her in real life. They didn't talk much in their dreams. They would just make love in all sorts of ways. But without seeing each other the two still hadn't confirmed the fact that they were meeting in their dreams. That their connection ran deep for reasons unclear to both of them. This changed one night in late January 1998.
Lydia was on top of Wesker. The two of them were naked and in the middle of a lovemaking session. Wesker kissed her chest. He had begun to worship her. Lydia slowed her moments and took his face into her hands, moving his head to look at her. He stared into her eyes, waiting for her to speak.
"Albert?" She asked.
"Yes." He quickly replied. Lydia bit her lip. She seemed nervous.
"I need to know…if this is real." She began. Wesker watched her. "If this is really you...please. Meet me tomorrow, in the University lab."
"What time?" Wesker asked, eager to see her in real life.
"Once it gets dark. I told Chris I would be there late tomorrow night. He's going to be out with friends." Lydia explained. Wesker nodded and kissed her.
"I'll be there. I promise." He whispered.
The next day Lydia was nervously pacing the lab. She had cleaned up hours ago and now she was waiting. Waiting to see if he would show up. Wesker parked and approached the science building. When he went inside he took a peek at the directory then went up the stairs. It was Friday evening and the campus was empty. He wanted her so badly. He needed to have her in the real world. Lydia heard the door and turned to look at him. Wesker shut the door behind him. They both stood there for a long moment.
"So...it's true then." Lydia finally spoke. Her mind and body felt so conflicted and confused. Wesker nodded and stepped toward her. He took off his glasses and set them on the table. Lydia blushed as his piercing bright blue eyes met hers. "What do we do?" She asked, "Why is this happening?" Wesker was quiet for a moment.
"I can't figure it out," Wesker spoke, shrugging. Lydia watched him.
"What are you keeping from me?" She softly spoke.
"I'm not keeping anything…I'm afraid that it's someone else who is keeping something from me." He answered. Wesker had kept this all secret from Spencer. He didn't want Spencer knowing of their frequent meetings. "Lydia, you have to understand. I can't explain how I feel about this..."
"About what?" She asked as he trailed off. Wesker closed the distance between them and brought both of his hands to her face.
"This deep desire I feel for you," Wesker explained. Lydia didn't push him away, she put her hands over his.
"Albert, I'm engaged." She replied. Wesker didn't move.
"I know you feel it too." He growled, moving to kiss her neck. She felt her knees go weak but this time she pushed him away and took a couple of steps back, shaking her head.
"Chris.." she softly spoke, hugging herself. "This isn't our dreams." She turned away from him. Wesker approached her and wrapped his arms around her middle. He nuzzled his nose into her hair.
"I'll leave if you want me to." He spoke. Lydia shook her head.
"Please don't." She whispered. "I've been thinking and...maybe if we have sex…in real life..."
"Maybe the dreams will stop?" Wesker suggested. As much as he didn't want the dreams to stop, the same thought had crossed his mind. Perhaps it would give their bodies enough for their minds to stop connecting. "I don't want you to do this because you feel like you have to." Wesker continued. Lydia turned back to face him.
"That's the thing, I want this so bad, I want you so bad…but…if we can. I want the dreams to stop. I promised myself to Chris, I love him and I don't want my feelings for you to continue to develop Albert." Lydia spoke. The words stabbed at Wesker's mind. It upset him deeply but he tried to pretend that it didn't. "I want things to be over with you and I. We can make love this once. But…it's so the dreams will stop over everything else."
"I understand," Wesker spoke. They decided to go to his apartment. After their dreams, they both knew each other's bodies so well. They were in his bed and soon Wesker was deep inside her, pounding her as if to revive them both from the dead. Lydia felt like a slave to what he was doing to her body. He was less romantic and more passionate and raw compared to Chris. Wesker didn't think that it could feel as good as it did in dreams but somehow it was even better. Wesker was hooked. When they reached their climax they both regretted the encounter. Not because they were ashamed but because they both simultaneously felt a deeper connection with each other. It was the opposite of what they had hoped to feel after. Wesker felt a fit of deep jealousy toward Chris. In this moment of calm after their lovemaking, Wesker made up his mind. She was his queen. His equal. A woman who matched him on every level.
"Lydia..." Wesker began, pulling her into his arms. "Do you have to marry him?"
"I do." She replied, letting herself be held.
"Lydia, please. Let me see you again." Wesker asked. Lydia kissed his jaw.
"Albert...we cant. I told you. This is so the dreams will stop." She repeated. "I love Chris, I've loved him my whole life…"
"But I'm here now. We're the perfect match." Wesker begged, pulling back to look into her eyes. Lydia wrapped her arms around his neck and embraced him. Wesker returned the embrace.
"You were too late." She sadly replied. Wesker pulled back and kissed her deeply one last time before she got up and left, getting a taxi to take her back to the University. Wesker felt empty when she left. He felt like he was missing something. And she was right. The dreams did stop. Another month went by with the two of them avoiding each other and it didn't get easier for Wesker as the days went on. Wesker would have to sit in the S.T.A.R.S office and listen to Chris talk about how great things were going with him and Lydia and each day his hatred and jealousy began to grow.