Hiya again and as before I do not own any rights to the movie In and Out.
Having said that I hope that I haven't lost anyone's interest in the story
and I would like to thank those who have given such nice reviews although
Mr. or Ms. Zarbok really has my curiosity up. I mean it seems that they
like the story but they don't say much. So me being nosy was just wondering
what they do like about it. If they care to enlighten me that is if not
still glad you enjoy it.
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Entering the kitchen Carlos found Rebecca had beaten him down. Walking over to where she stood at the sink, he tapped her on the shoulder.
"Better?" He said sticking his chin out for inspection.
Lifting her hand to his face and running it over his jaw she gave a nod and said.
"Much better."
"Sorry to interrupt you're mating ritual, but I'm getting Isabel something to eat." Wesker said from the door way.
"Your one to talk, at least I don't have my pregnant girlfriend in the back bedroom." Rebecca stated smiling at him.
Wesker just gave a curt nod and started preparing breakfast for Isabel. Carlos just stood there not believing the man who nearly took his head off last night let her talk to him that way. Leon who had been sitting at the kitchen table was trying his damnedest not to laugh and failing miserably.
"Sir, I do need to speak with you after you're done." Rebecca stated her smile fading.
"First of all don't call me sir and second just tell me now." He replied not looking up from what he was doing.
"I would rather speak to you in private. It's nothing to serious, but we do need to speak." She said making sure he understood she wasn't worried.
Wesker gave another small nod and finished Isabel's breakfast. He knew it was important for her to come to him, but Wesker couldn't understand why Chambers was being so secretive. Unless she didn't want Isabel to know and was afraid someone would let it slip out.
"I'm going to see what Claire is doing." Leon stated getting up from the table and leaving the room.
It was a few minutes before Carlos and Rebecca were alone in the kitchen. When Wesker finally Left Rebecca knew it was time to tell Carlos about the dream. She was kind of embarrassed about it after everything that happened this morning, but Rebecca had promised she would tell him.
"Carlos do you still want to know about the dream?" she asked sitting next to him at the table.
"Of course I do." He answered giving her his full attention.
"It was pretty much the same dream. Billy and I were at the training facility and he was hurt. There was a noise behind me and when I turned to look there was no one there. When I turn back around it isn't Billy anymore."
"Who was it?"
"It was you, but you were one of those things and you came after me. I went to shoot you but couldn't. Then you grabbed me and I was falling. Then it stopped and I was being held, I looked up and you were the one holding me."
Carlos didn't know what to make of her dream. He knew she felt guilty about leaving Billy so that much made sense. What he didn't get was why Billy turned into him. Carlos would never do anything to hurt Rebecca even if he didn't feel the way he did right now he would have never let anything hurt her.
"This is the first time you've had this particular dream?" He asked.
"Yes, usually it's just Billy."
"Becca I would never hurt you." He said looking into her eyes.
"I know you wouldn't, I think that's why in the end you're the one holding and protecting me."
"See I knew you were dreaming about me." Carlos said smiling, trying to lighten the mood a little.
"Oh please." She replied rolling her eyes.
Carlos wasn't sure where to go from here. He wanted to get to know Rebecca more. Carlos knew the basic stuff like her favorite ice cream or movie, but they had never really talked about anything more in-depth. Carlos decide the best way to accomplish this was to start at the beginning. To treat Rebecca like someone he would meet out in public.
"Becca would you want to go see a movie with me tonight?"
"You mean like a date?" She asked trying to figure out where he was coming from.
"Yes, exactly like a date. So what do you say?"
"What movie do you have in mind?" she asked eyeing him suspiciously.
"Anything you want to see."
"Well In and Out did sound kind of funny."
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, but I would."
"Alright we'll go see that one. You know you better be glad I like you." He said leaning over to kiss her on the cheek.
"If you two are going to persist in doing that kind of thing I suggest you get a room." Wesker said dryly once again appearing in the kitchen door.
Rebecca didn't answer him back this time she simply stuck her tongue out at him. Carlos was again amazed when he allowed her to do so with no repercussions.
"You wanted to talk to me in private I believe." Wesker continued.
"Yeah, let's go out on the porch." She answered.
Wesker silently followed Rebecca to the living room, where she grabbed her coat from the coat rack. Walking outside Rebecca noticed that Wesker hadn't put a coat on. The cold didn't seem to affect him in anyway though so she just shrugged off the brief worry she felt. Once the front door was shut securely she spoke.
"Like I said before I don't think it's anything serious, but I don't think Isabel will go full term with her pregnancy."
"How can that not be serious?" He asked clearly upset.
"Hold on a minute, let me finish. What I meant was she won't go what we consider normal full term, but for her it will be."
"Explain."
"With all the research I've been doing about this matter, I've come to the conclusion that she's bigger than she should be for where she is in the pregnancy. Also the baby seems to be more active then it should be. Isabel shouldn't be able to feel it move yet."
"Have you told her?"
"No I wanted to talk to you first."
"How long do you think she'll go?"
"I think seven maybe eight months but that's pushing it. I was going to say something to her today. Isabel needs to know."
"Of course. I want to be there when you do."
"Good you need to be."
So he was going to be a father sooner than Wesker expected. It made sense Rebecca was right when she told Isabel they were in uncharted territory. It hit Wesker suddenly that if he had succeeded in killing them when he'd tried how differently things would be. For the first time since he'd been here Wesker wasn't filled with the incessant annoyance that he felt being around his one and only failure.
Rebecca wasn't sure what he was thinking. All in all he took the news pretty well. At least that's how she took it. Wesker was extremely hard to read seeming emotionless most of the time. Isabel seemed to be the only one who could read him a hundred percent of the time. The only time Rebecca could read him was when it had to do with the baby or Isabel.
"I was going into to talk to her right now." Rebecca said heading back inside.
After replacing her coat she headed straight for Isabel's room. As Rebecca and Wesker walked into the bedroom they were greeted with the sight of Isabel propped up against the head board of the bed with what must have been every pillow in the room behind and around her. Carlos was also there propped up right next to her almost mirroring her position.
"Carlos it wasn't just your fault, we all had a part in it. There is nothing to forgive. Just take good care of Becca.
"How did you know?" He asked sitting up straighter and looking at her.
"It's written all over you. It wasn't hard to figure out. Just don't get her pregnant too soon. I don't think we could handle two babies at once around here. Isabel said smiling at her own joke.
"ISABEL!" Rebecca exclaimed.
"What? I was just stating a fact." She said her smile widening as the young girl started to blush.
Looking at Carlos she could see he was turning a nice shade of red also.
"What? Everyone can joke but me." She said still smiling.
"Alright Carlos I need you to leave. We need to talk to Isabel." Rebecca said not being able to help but smile at him.
Getting out off the bed Carlos leaned over and gave Isabel a kiss on the cheek.
"Take it easy, k." He said walking out of the room.
Isabel sobered immediately once he was gone. She tried to prepare herself for the worst, not knowing why they looked so serious.
"What's wrong?" She asked looking from Albert to Rebecca.
"Nothings wrong." Rebecca said going over and sitting on the bed next to Isabel. "I've been doing some research and I think the baby's bigger than it should be. You've said yourself that it's been very active, which you shouldn't be able to feel yet. I told Wesker and he agreed that you should know, I don't think you'll go a full nine months. As I told him it will probably be more like seven or eight instead."
"What does that mean? Will she be alright being born so early?" Isabel asked near panic.
"Listen to me Isabel, the baby will be fine. For our child it will be full term. Wesker said stepping in and putting a hand on each side of her face turning her to look at him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, we only told you so you wouldn't panic when you go into labor a few months early." He replied kissing her on the forehead.
Isabel had been afraid when they had walked in so serious. She hadn't known what to expect, but if Rebecca and Albert were sure that it would be normal in her case she believed them. Isabel just hoped it wouldn't keep her in bed any longer.
"I can still get off of bed rest in a couple of days right?" She asked looking at Rebecca.
"In a few days we'll see how your doing and go from there. Just take these couple of days to relax and if you get bored I'll send a few of the guys in to keep you company." Rebecca replied patting her on the arm.
It wasn't exactly what Isabel wanted to hear, but it was better than hearing she would have to stay in bed the next couple of months.
"Albert, can I have a few minutes with Rebecca?"
Seeing the questioning look on his face she explained.
"I just want to have a little girl talk, nothing you would want to listen too." She said smiling at him.
Wesker gave a nod and walked to the kitchen to get himself something to eat. He'd been more worried about getting Isabel food this morning than himself.
Rebecca wondered what Isabel wanted to talk about. Could it be something about Isabel and Wesker? She just had no idea until Isabel spoke.
"So what's going on with you and Carlos?" She asked.
"I'm not sure. We are going on a date tonight." Rebecca replied blushing.
"Well it's about time. I mean you've had a crush on him at least since I've been here, probably longer."
"That obvious huh?"
"Not to everyone." Isabel replied truthfully.
Everyone but Carlos knew. She didn't think Rebecca needed to know that though.
"Of course it will probably be a total disaster." Rebecca continued.
"It won't be. You'll see everything will turn out fine."
Isabel and Rebecca talked for a half hour before Wesker came back in to check on Isabel. Rebecca knew he felt Isabel needed to rest or he wouldn't have come back in. Rebecca picked herself off the bed and went to see what everyone else was doing.
When Rebecca was gone Isabel got out of bed to stretch. It felt good not to be sitting there doing nothing. This was going to be a long couple of days she could tell already.
"What do you think your doing?" Wesker asked when she didn't immediately get back into bed.
"I was going to take a shower and get dressed." She said walking towards the bathroom.
Wesker beat her there and planted himself right in front of her, not allowing her access to the room.
"No, you aren't. You can have a bath, but you aren't to be on your feet."
"I don't want a bath, it will only take me ten minutes and then I'll be back in bed. I promise."
"It's a bath or nothing. I'll put you straight back in bed." He replied crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Besides I thought women loved baths."
"Well I'm not most women. Now am I?"
The truth was a bath sounded great, but Isabel knew once she was in she wouldn't be able to get back out. Well she couldn't get back out by herself. Isabel didn't know why she was so embarrassed about this but it was hard not to be able to do simple things for herself anymore.
"No, you aren't," he agreed. "But you still only have two choices bath or bed."
"Fine I'll take a bath but don't leave the bedroom."
"Why?" He asked perplexed.
"Just don't okay."
"Alright" He said stepping out of her way allowing her access to the bathroom.
Once the tub was filled Isabel stepped into the warm water. As she sat down and the water washed over her, and Isabel felt she was in heaven. Sitting back and really relaxing for the first time in a few days, Isabel wondered just how long she could sit here before Albert broke the door down and made her get out.
Sitting on the bed Wesker was still trying to figure the whole don't leave the bedroom thing out. Sometimes he got the impression Isabel took the opposite stance to what ever he said for no good reason other than to be obstinate. Lying back Wesker closed his eyes to rest a bit, he hadn't slept last night at all. He stayed awake just watching Isabel as she slept curled up next to him. After a few minutes Wesker allowed himself to drift into a light sleep.
Isabel sat day dreaming about life with Albert and the baby until the water had cooled down considerably before she started to wash up. By the time Isabel was done she started to wonder why Albert hadn't come bursting in declaring she'd been in there long enough. Trying to get out of the tub once before calling Albert in to help, Isabel couldn't find a position that would let her get up on her own. Sitting back in her original spot for a couple of minutes, hating what she was about to do Isabel called for Albert.
"Albert." She kept her voice even so he would know nothing was wrong.
At the sound of his name Wesker awoke and went over to the bathroom door. Wondering what was going on he answered.
"Yes, what do you need?"
Isabel had expected Albert to just come in, not ask her what she wanted through the door. Leave it to him to be a gentleman when that's not what she needed.
"Would you please come in here?" She answered.
That was the last thing Wesker expected to hear from Isabel. He wondered what she had up her sleeve, but he opened the door and stepped in. It was a few degrees warmer in the bathroom and slightly steamy. There in the bathtub Isabel sat a slight frown on her face.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"I can't get up on my own, your going to have to help me. That's why I didn't want to take a bath."
Wesker couldn't help but smile at her. He knew by the look on her face she hated this. Going over to where she sat he took Isabel by both elbows and effortlessly helped her to her feet.
"Why didn't you just tell me?" He asked once she was on dry land again.
"It's embarrassing." She replied reaching for a towel that hung on the wall next to her.
Once she had the towel securely wrapped around her, Isabel noticed that during the process of helping her out of the tub, Albert's shirt had been drenched. Not thinking she reached for the buttons on his shirt.
"Your soaked we should get you out of this shirt." Isabel said concentrating on what she was doing and not paying attention to the look on Albert's face.
"Maybe not the best idea." He said stilling her hands with his.
They stood that way just staring at each other for what seemed an endless moment before Wesker reached out with his right hand and grabbing the edge of the towel where it was tucked and pulled it loose. Still holding the towel in one hand he let go of her hands and stepped back trying to take in every inch of her naked body. Blushing at Albert's intense gaze Isabel reached for the towel to once again cover herself.
"Don't, I want to see every part of the beautiful woman I love." He said, instantly stilling her movement.
Looking down at her stomach and then looking back up into his eyes she finally spoke.
"Yeah, some beauty, I'm four and a half months pregnant and can't even see my feet anymore."
"You are more beautiful now than the day I met you, because you are four and a half months pregnant and can't see your feet. Your having my child, that makes you very beautiful to me."
"Are you always so charming?" Isabel asked, a little less self conscious than she was before.
"Hmm, only with you." He said taking her hand and leading her to bed.
Re-arranging the pillows so that she could lay down, Wesker made sure she was comfortable under the covers before unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and taking it off. Watching him from the bed Isabel couldn't help but wonder what he had planned.
Going over to the dresser Wesker opened the drawer Isabel had cleaned out for his things and pulled out a black T-shirt and put it on. Turning back around and walking to the bed he saw the disappointed look on her face.
"You're still on bed rest." He offered as an explanation, crawling into bed beside her.
Isabel had no idea how much restraint it was taking for Wesker not to strip, get under the covers and make love to her. To him it was simply to risky a thing to indulge in right now. Wesker wasn't about to risk hurting her or the baby.
"You need to take a nap." He said pulling her close and kissing her forehead.
"Yes sir, captain Wesker." She said, once again snuggling into him. Isabel seemed to have found a favorite spot.
Looking down at her Wesker just shook his head, wondering if Isabel knew how much she meant to him. His mother had never remarried after his father's death. She had never gotten over it. As a child growing up and even as an adult Wesker had never understood why. That kind of love was a concept he had never been able to wrap his mind around. Now Wesker understood that's because it had nothing to do with the mind. Isabel wasn't the only one in uncharted territory right now. Somehow along the line he'd joined her, Wesker only knew one thing for sure at this point whatever happened they would get through this together. Closing his eyes and holding Isabel even tighter to him, Wesker drifted into a deep sleep for the first time in years.
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Entering the kitchen Carlos found Rebecca had beaten him down. Walking over to where she stood at the sink, he tapped her on the shoulder.
"Better?" He said sticking his chin out for inspection.
Lifting her hand to his face and running it over his jaw she gave a nod and said.
"Much better."
"Sorry to interrupt you're mating ritual, but I'm getting Isabel something to eat." Wesker said from the door way.
"Your one to talk, at least I don't have my pregnant girlfriend in the back bedroom." Rebecca stated smiling at him.
Wesker just gave a curt nod and started preparing breakfast for Isabel. Carlos just stood there not believing the man who nearly took his head off last night let her talk to him that way. Leon who had been sitting at the kitchen table was trying his damnedest not to laugh and failing miserably.
"Sir, I do need to speak with you after you're done." Rebecca stated her smile fading.
"First of all don't call me sir and second just tell me now." He replied not looking up from what he was doing.
"I would rather speak to you in private. It's nothing to serious, but we do need to speak." She said making sure he understood she wasn't worried.
Wesker gave another small nod and finished Isabel's breakfast. He knew it was important for her to come to him, but Wesker couldn't understand why Chambers was being so secretive. Unless she didn't want Isabel to know and was afraid someone would let it slip out.
"I'm going to see what Claire is doing." Leon stated getting up from the table and leaving the room.
It was a few minutes before Carlos and Rebecca were alone in the kitchen. When Wesker finally Left Rebecca knew it was time to tell Carlos about the dream. She was kind of embarrassed about it after everything that happened this morning, but Rebecca had promised she would tell him.
"Carlos do you still want to know about the dream?" she asked sitting next to him at the table.
"Of course I do." He answered giving her his full attention.
"It was pretty much the same dream. Billy and I were at the training facility and he was hurt. There was a noise behind me and when I turned to look there was no one there. When I turn back around it isn't Billy anymore."
"Who was it?"
"It was you, but you were one of those things and you came after me. I went to shoot you but couldn't. Then you grabbed me and I was falling. Then it stopped and I was being held, I looked up and you were the one holding me."
Carlos didn't know what to make of her dream. He knew she felt guilty about leaving Billy so that much made sense. What he didn't get was why Billy turned into him. Carlos would never do anything to hurt Rebecca even if he didn't feel the way he did right now he would have never let anything hurt her.
"This is the first time you've had this particular dream?" He asked.
"Yes, usually it's just Billy."
"Becca I would never hurt you." He said looking into her eyes.
"I know you wouldn't, I think that's why in the end you're the one holding and protecting me."
"See I knew you were dreaming about me." Carlos said smiling, trying to lighten the mood a little.
"Oh please." She replied rolling her eyes.
Carlos wasn't sure where to go from here. He wanted to get to know Rebecca more. Carlos knew the basic stuff like her favorite ice cream or movie, but they had never really talked about anything more in-depth. Carlos decide the best way to accomplish this was to start at the beginning. To treat Rebecca like someone he would meet out in public.
"Becca would you want to go see a movie with me tonight?"
"You mean like a date?" She asked trying to figure out where he was coming from.
"Yes, exactly like a date. So what do you say?"
"What movie do you have in mind?" she asked eyeing him suspiciously.
"Anything you want to see."
"Well In and Out did sound kind of funny."
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, but I would."
"Alright we'll go see that one. You know you better be glad I like you." He said leaning over to kiss her on the cheek.
"If you two are going to persist in doing that kind of thing I suggest you get a room." Wesker said dryly once again appearing in the kitchen door.
Rebecca didn't answer him back this time she simply stuck her tongue out at him. Carlos was again amazed when he allowed her to do so with no repercussions.
"You wanted to talk to me in private I believe." Wesker continued.
"Yeah, let's go out on the porch." She answered.
Wesker silently followed Rebecca to the living room, where she grabbed her coat from the coat rack. Walking outside Rebecca noticed that Wesker hadn't put a coat on. The cold didn't seem to affect him in anyway though so she just shrugged off the brief worry she felt. Once the front door was shut securely she spoke.
"Like I said before I don't think it's anything serious, but I don't think Isabel will go full term with her pregnancy."
"How can that not be serious?" He asked clearly upset.
"Hold on a minute, let me finish. What I meant was she won't go what we consider normal full term, but for her it will be."
"Explain."
"With all the research I've been doing about this matter, I've come to the conclusion that she's bigger than she should be for where she is in the pregnancy. Also the baby seems to be more active then it should be. Isabel shouldn't be able to feel it move yet."
"Have you told her?"
"No I wanted to talk to you first."
"How long do you think she'll go?"
"I think seven maybe eight months but that's pushing it. I was going to say something to her today. Isabel needs to know."
"Of course. I want to be there when you do."
"Good you need to be."
So he was going to be a father sooner than Wesker expected. It made sense Rebecca was right when she told Isabel they were in uncharted territory. It hit Wesker suddenly that if he had succeeded in killing them when he'd tried how differently things would be. For the first time since he'd been here Wesker wasn't filled with the incessant annoyance that he felt being around his one and only failure.
Rebecca wasn't sure what he was thinking. All in all he took the news pretty well. At least that's how she took it. Wesker was extremely hard to read seeming emotionless most of the time. Isabel seemed to be the only one who could read him a hundred percent of the time. The only time Rebecca could read him was when it had to do with the baby or Isabel.
"I was going into to talk to her right now." Rebecca said heading back inside.
After replacing her coat she headed straight for Isabel's room. As Rebecca and Wesker walked into the bedroom they were greeted with the sight of Isabel propped up against the head board of the bed with what must have been every pillow in the room behind and around her. Carlos was also there propped up right next to her almost mirroring her position.
"Carlos it wasn't just your fault, we all had a part in it. There is nothing to forgive. Just take good care of Becca.
"How did you know?" He asked sitting up straighter and looking at her.
"It's written all over you. It wasn't hard to figure out. Just don't get her pregnant too soon. I don't think we could handle two babies at once around here. Isabel said smiling at her own joke.
"ISABEL!" Rebecca exclaimed.
"What? I was just stating a fact." She said her smile widening as the young girl started to blush.
Looking at Carlos she could see he was turning a nice shade of red also.
"What? Everyone can joke but me." She said still smiling.
"Alright Carlos I need you to leave. We need to talk to Isabel." Rebecca said not being able to help but smile at him.
Getting out off the bed Carlos leaned over and gave Isabel a kiss on the cheek.
"Take it easy, k." He said walking out of the room.
Isabel sobered immediately once he was gone. She tried to prepare herself for the worst, not knowing why they looked so serious.
"What's wrong?" She asked looking from Albert to Rebecca.
"Nothings wrong." Rebecca said going over and sitting on the bed next to Isabel. "I've been doing some research and I think the baby's bigger than it should be. You've said yourself that it's been very active, which you shouldn't be able to feel yet. I told Wesker and he agreed that you should know, I don't think you'll go a full nine months. As I told him it will probably be more like seven or eight instead."
"What does that mean? Will she be alright being born so early?" Isabel asked near panic.
"Listen to me Isabel, the baby will be fine. For our child it will be full term. Wesker said stepping in and putting a hand on each side of her face turning her to look at him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, we only told you so you wouldn't panic when you go into labor a few months early." He replied kissing her on the forehead.
Isabel had been afraid when they had walked in so serious. She hadn't known what to expect, but if Rebecca and Albert were sure that it would be normal in her case she believed them. Isabel just hoped it wouldn't keep her in bed any longer.
"I can still get off of bed rest in a couple of days right?" She asked looking at Rebecca.
"In a few days we'll see how your doing and go from there. Just take these couple of days to relax and if you get bored I'll send a few of the guys in to keep you company." Rebecca replied patting her on the arm.
It wasn't exactly what Isabel wanted to hear, but it was better than hearing she would have to stay in bed the next couple of months.
"Albert, can I have a few minutes with Rebecca?"
Seeing the questioning look on his face she explained.
"I just want to have a little girl talk, nothing you would want to listen too." She said smiling at him.
Wesker gave a nod and walked to the kitchen to get himself something to eat. He'd been more worried about getting Isabel food this morning than himself.
Rebecca wondered what Isabel wanted to talk about. Could it be something about Isabel and Wesker? She just had no idea until Isabel spoke.
"So what's going on with you and Carlos?" She asked.
"I'm not sure. We are going on a date tonight." Rebecca replied blushing.
"Well it's about time. I mean you've had a crush on him at least since I've been here, probably longer."
"That obvious huh?"
"Not to everyone." Isabel replied truthfully.
Everyone but Carlos knew. She didn't think Rebecca needed to know that though.
"Of course it will probably be a total disaster." Rebecca continued.
"It won't be. You'll see everything will turn out fine."
Isabel and Rebecca talked for a half hour before Wesker came back in to check on Isabel. Rebecca knew he felt Isabel needed to rest or he wouldn't have come back in. Rebecca picked herself off the bed and went to see what everyone else was doing.
When Rebecca was gone Isabel got out of bed to stretch. It felt good not to be sitting there doing nothing. This was going to be a long couple of days she could tell already.
"What do you think your doing?" Wesker asked when she didn't immediately get back into bed.
"I was going to take a shower and get dressed." She said walking towards the bathroom.
Wesker beat her there and planted himself right in front of her, not allowing her access to the room.
"No, you aren't. You can have a bath, but you aren't to be on your feet."
"I don't want a bath, it will only take me ten minutes and then I'll be back in bed. I promise."
"It's a bath or nothing. I'll put you straight back in bed." He replied crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Besides I thought women loved baths."
"Well I'm not most women. Now am I?"
The truth was a bath sounded great, but Isabel knew once she was in she wouldn't be able to get back out. Well she couldn't get back out by herself. Isabel didn't know why she was so embarrassed about this but it was hard not to be able to do simple things for herself anymore.
"No, you aren't," he agreed. "But you still only have two choices bath or bed."
"Fine I'll take a bath but don't leave the bedroom."
"Why?" He asked perplexed.
"Just don't okay."
"Alright" He said stepping out of her way allowing her access to the bathroom.
Once the tub was filled Isabel stepped into the warm water. As she sat down and the water washed over her, and Isabel felt she was in heaven. Sitting back and really relaxing for the first time in a few days, Isabel wondered just how long she could sit here before Albert broke the door down and made her get out.
Sitting on the bed Wesker was still trying to figure the whole don't leave the bedroom thing out. Sometimes he got the impression Isabel took the opposite stance to what ever he said for no good reason other than to be obstinate. Lying back Wesker closed his eyes to rest a bit, he hadn't slept last night at all. He stayed awake just watching Isabel as she slept curled up next to him. After a few minutes Wesker allowed himself to drift into a light sleep.
Isabel sat day dreaming about life with Albert and the baby until the water had cooled down considerably before she started to wash up. By the time Isabel was done she started to wonder why Albert hadn't come bursting in declaring she'd been in there long enough. Trying to get out of the tub once before calling Albert in to help, Isabel couldn't find a position that would let her get up on her own. Sitting back in her original spot for a couple of minutes, hating what she was about to do Isabel called for Albert.
"Albert." She kept her voice even so he would know nothing was wrong.
At the sound of his name Wesker awoke and went over to the bathroom door. Wondering what was going on he answered.
"Yes, what do you need?"
Isabel had expected Albert to just come in, not ask her what she wanted through the door. Leave it to him to be a gentleman when that's not what she needed.
"Would you please come in here?" She answered.
That was the last thing Wesker expected to hear from Isabel. He wondered what she had up her sleeve, but he opened the door and stepped in. It was a few degrees warmer in the bathroom and slightly steamy. There in the bathtub Isabel sat a slight frown on her face.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"I can't get up on my own, your going to have to help me. That's why I didn't want to take a bath."
Wesker couldn't help but smile at her. He knew by the look on her face she hated this. Going over to where she sat he took Isabel by both elbows and effortlessly helped her to her feet.
"Why didn't you just tell me?" He asked once she was on dry land again.
"It's embarrassing." She replied reaching for a towel that hung on the wall next to her.
Once she had the towel securely wrapped around her, Isabel noticed that during the process of helping her out of the tub, Albert's shirt had been drenched. Not thinking she reached for the buttons on his shirt.
"Your soaked we should get you out of this shirt." Isabel said concentrating on what she was doing and not paying attention to the look on Albert's face.
"Maybe not the best idea." He said stilling her hands with his.
They stood that way just staring at each other for what seemed an endless moment before Wesker reached out with his right hand and grabbing the edge of the towel where it was tucked and pulled it loose. Still holding the towel in one hand he let go of her hands and stepped back trying to take in every inch of her naked body. Blushing at Albert's intense gaze Isabel reached for the towel to once again cover herself.
"Don't, I want to see every part of the beautiful woman I love." He said, instantly stilling her movement.
Looking down at her stomach and then looking back up into his eyes she finally spoke.
"Yeah, some beauty, I'm four and a half months pregnant and can't even see my feet anymore."
"You are more beautiful now than the day I met you, because you are four and a half months pregnant and can't see your feet. Your having my child, that makes you very beautiful to me."
"Are you always so charming?" Isabel asked, a little less self conscious than she was before.
"Hmm, only with you." He said taking her hand and leading her to bed.
Re-arranging the pillows so that she could lay down, Wesker made sure she was comfortable under the covers before unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and taking it off. Watching him from the bed Isabel couldn't help but wonder what he had planned.
Going over to the dresser Wesker opened the drawer Isabel had cleaned out for his things and pulled out a black T-shirt and put it on. Turning back around and walking to the bed he saw the disappointed look on her face.
"You're still on bed rest." He offered as an explanation, crawling into bed beside her.
Isabel had no idea how much restraint it was taking for Wesker not to strip, get under the covers and make love to her. To him it was simply to risky a thing to indulge in right now. Wesker wasn't about to risk hurting her or the baby.
"You need to take a nap." He said pulling her close and kissing her forehead.
"Yes sir, captain Wesker." She said, once again snuggling into him. Isabel seemed to have found a favorite spot.
Looking down at her Wesker just shook his head, wondering if Isabel knew how much she meant to him. His mother had never remarried after his father's death. She had never gotten over it. As a child growing up and even as an adult Wesker had never understood why. That kind of love was a concept he had never been able to wrap his mind around. Now Wesker understood that's because it had nothing to do with the mind. Isabel wasn't the only one in uncharted territory right now. Somehow along the line he'd joined her, Wesker only knew one thing for sure at this point whatever happened they would get through this together. Closing his eyes and holding Isabel even tighter to him, Wesker drifted into a deep sleep for the first time in years.