A/N: I appreciate all the reviews I have gotten for this story and I take into consideration everything you guys tell me. I will try to have Wesker be a little more Wesker in the next coming chapters but just so there is no confusion I am trying to make Wesker a little bit more human, with feelings, thanks!.
Chapter 7 Day Three: 1300 Hours
"It's a pretty quiet day so far don't you think?" Lieutenant Marks stated as he and his partner Lieutenant Davis drove down one of the many neighborhood streets that was on the hourly patrol list because of its crime level. Lieutenant Davis nodded taking a sip of her coffee as she looked out the window trying to keep her eyes open for anything that could happen at any moment.
"It's almost too quite Jack." She stated and glanced over at him and he nodded in agreement. They had both been partners for almost ten years they knew how to react to one another, how each other felt in every situation good or bad. They knew something was up and something was about to go down. As they rounded a corner to head back into the center of the neighborhood, shots rang through the air. There was no time to blink as their SUV was flipped onto its side, as it slid down the road Jack and Alexandria were quick to get out of their seatbelts. Once it stopped they both quickly climbed out of the totaled vehicle. "You alright!"Alexandria shouted out over the gun fire that now rained down on him.
"Yeah." He yelled back as he radioed in for back up. "What's the plan?"
"I doesn't matter we got to get out of here."She looked over at him as the bullets rained over them, he knew what she was asking but she was right they needed to be anywhere but the center of a gang run neighborhood.
"The count of three?" He asked and she nodded quickly. "One . . . . . .Two . . . . .Three!"
Alexandria jerked awake, glancing around her living room, breathing hard she sat up and gripped her head in her hands. Her body went into a wave of convulsions, trying hard to control her breathing she looked up as a knock echoed through her apartment. Composing herself as quickly as she could she rushed over to the door and looked out through the peep hole. Wesker stood outside her door and then it hit her why he was here. Opening up the door, she met Wesker with the best fake half smile she could manage. Wesker had brought her home after it was his fault for losing her car keys. Her landlord thankfully had a spare key. They had both agreed to go over more information and do some one on one training to get used to each other, she figured she had to have laid down for a quick moment and passed out.
"Come in please." Wesker stepped in after she invited him and eyed up her outfit, she still wore his sweat pants and dress shirt he had lent her so she wasn't stuck in soaked clothes. She glanced down at her outfit as well and shrugged. "Excuse me, I didn't get a change to shower and change, I passed out for a bit, please make yourself at home." Wesker watched as she disappeared into what he assumed was her bed room. While he waited he glanced around her apartment as he rolled up the sleeves of his button up blue dress shirt he wore over a pair dark blue jeans. He heard the shower switch on and took a seat on her couch, still taking in the overall feel of her apartment. It was very homey and more decorated than he would have done to his own living space, but overall it was warm and welcoming. His eyes landed on the single picture frame that sat on the coffee table in front of him. picking it up he observed it closely, it was her and another man he figured was her partner because they both wore police uniforms. They both looked happy as if nothing could ruin their day. He gave a small smile, he had yet to experience her as happy as she was depicted in the picture.
"It was taken the day of our accident." Her voice broke the silence and he looked up with the picture still in his hands. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed she had redressed herself in his shirt he lent her and a pair of her own jeans. She approached the couch and sat down next to him taking the picture from his hands. "Jack had just been promoted, I pinned his rank on his collar just before this picture was taken, he was the happiest guy alive from that point on. It was my birthday that day." She set the picture back on the table and turned to him. He glanced back at her through his dark shades not knowing if he should comment on her accident that he only knew about because he was nosey. She looked at him for a moment and sighed. "Can we both agree on something?" she said bluntly and he nodded. Scooting closer to him she reached up and slid his glasses of his face. "Let's not hide anything from each other." Wesker didn't know what to say, something had changed with her.
"Are you alright?" He asked as she placed the glasses on the coffee table. She looked at the picture and shook her head. "Tell me." He was being gentle and considerate, which surprised him more than it did her.
"I had a dream but I can get over it for now we need to train." She stood and grabbed her bag, he stood as well and approached her.
"What happened to let's not hide anything from each other?" she turned to him and shook her head, she pulled out files and her notepad which Wesker snatched from her hands and tossed them on her kitchen table before grabbing her by the shoulders. "Listen to me, I know how hard this is for you, it's just as hard for me to but we both got to push through this and talk to each other. This mission start date is in three days we can't let our feelings get involved." He said looking down at her as she glanced up. Wesker swore to himself that he could get lost in her eyes if he looked hard enough.
"The way I feel right now isn't something to share with you, maybe after this is all over and we remain friends the possibility of me sharing this with you is higher, but now we need to focus." She said handing him his file.
"I hope the death of your previous partner wont effect you like it is now." He said sternly and returned to the couch. She watched him for a moment and groaned to herself taking a seat by him.
"It happened years ago, I have reoccurring dreams from time to time that remind me of him and it throws me into a mood for a short time." She said quickly opening up the file. "And I can assure you that come Saturday, I will be fully capable of handling any situation we encounter, now lets continue with what we need to get done." Wesker sighed, he wanted to get into her mind to understand her better but she had a block up against him. He knew she wanted to trust him but refused to, he knew that her heart told her not to get close to another, even in friendship.
A/N: Sorry for the wait I had to finish up some college courses and I kind of have another story in the write up for the Green Lantern so busy busy me! Enjoy!
