"If I did that I'd be spending a fortune on microwaves." Helena replied, grinning when Wesker stared back at her. "That's a good look for you, Wesker." She added, all of her teeth showing as she crossed the room. He didn't comment as she sat back onto the couch though Helena noticed that he kept staring at her for another few seconds.
"Helena, could you keep the noise down? I'm trying to watch the news." Wesker replied and she growled low in her throat, leaning back against the seat cushions as he clicked the remote's buttons. Ignoring Helena, Wesker continued to look through the television's various news channels until he leant forward, setting the remote down on the table.
"Is something wrong?" Helena asked but Wesker didn't answer, his attention on the television screen and she rolled her eyes at his back.
"The lab's self-destruct sequence must have been activated. I doubt the S.T.A.R.S Alpha team will find any evidence of what Umbrella were really up. Even if the remaining S.T.A.R.S go to the press no one will believe them." Wesker muttered and Helena raised an eyebrow at him. "If I didn't know the truth I wouldn't believe it either." He added with the ghost of a smile on his lips.
"I'm having trouble believing it myself, Wesker. So what are you going to do now? Keep taking up space in my home?" Helena asked, watching as Wesker climbed from the couch. Without looking at her, Wesker walked towards the front door and once he opened it he turned his head.
"I'll be back in a few hours." Wesker told Helena who stared at the door as he stepped through it, closing it behind him. Shaking her head she moved to the couch and after taking a seat she grabbed the remote. With a loud meow, Eclipse crouched down before she leapt onto the couch and with a smile Helena picked her up. With her cat now lying on her lap, Helena turned her attention to the television and the news reports of the Spencer Mansion's destruction.
"He's a pain isn't he, girl?" She asked Eclipse who purred, nuzzling against her owner's hand when Helena stroked the fur on her head. "Yeah I thought so too. I let him stay here and all he does is complain." After a minute of watching the news she sighed. "Still I wouldn't be alive if he hadn't come across him so I suppose I owe him my life. Not that I'll tell him that in this lifetime."
With her head tilted to one side Eclipse meowed again, purring loudly when Helena resumed stroking her fur.
When Helena heard a knock at the front door she yawned, lifting her head to rub at her eyes. Letting out a loud meow Eclipse jumped from her lap to land gracefully on the floor staring at her owner as Helena shook her head. "Wow..I must have been more tired than I thought. Sorry, girl. Let's go and see if that moron's back yet." Helena sighed, rising from the couch and as she crossed the room the knocking grew louder. "Alright I'm coming. Keep your shirt on." She called out, brushing her hair back from her face as she reached the door.
Before Helena had tine to even turn the doorknob the door swung open and she jumped back, the now open door revealing Albert Wesker who stood there with his arms crossed. Now sporting a long trench coat over his clothing and a new pair of sunglasses he waited for Helena to clear the doorway so he could step inside.
When her eyes travelled the length of his body he raised an eyebrow at her, clearing his throat and she blinked at him. "If you're finished staring at me I'd like to enter your house." Wesker sighed and Helena coughed, quickly moving back enough for the former Umbrella agent to step inside. Once the door clicked shut behind him Wesker started to head towards the couch only for Helena to block him path and he stopped, crossing his arms again.
"Where the hell did you go? You can't just leave and come back whenever you want. This is my place not yours." Helena growled at him getting a smirk for her trouble. "Geeze why did I invite you in?" She grumbled, turning her back on him.
"Why indeed?" Wesker chuckled and Helena snorted heading towards the couch. Sitting with another louder snort she leant back in time to see Eclipse rush towards Wesker nearly tripping him. Helena stiffled a giggle as Wesker quickly stepped aside, his eyebrows narrowed at Eclipse who swiped at his boots with her paws.
"Why she likes you is anyone's guess." Helena told him as Eclipse crouched down and she did laugh when the cat scaled Wesker's shoulders in a few seconds, rubbing her head against his neck before she swiped at his sunglasses. Unwilling to lose another pair Wesker pulled them off, pocketing them before he narrowed his red-gold eyes at the cat. Clearly not intimidated by this Eclipse just started purring and he rolled his eyes at her.
"Your cat refuses to leave me alone." Wesker complained as he watched Eclipse purring, her head rubbing at his.
"She likes you don't ask me why. Though she doesn't have to clean up after you or put up with your attitude." Helena replied, sitting on the far side of the couch. "Where did you get the clothes?" She asked and he raised an eyebrow at the cat who leapt down onto his lap. Curling up she kept purring and he sighed, tempted to push the cat away.
"I went home of course. You didn't think I'd left to go clothes shopping did you?" Wesker replied and Helena snorted, clamping a hand over her mouth at the sudden image of Wesker trying on clothes. "Now what's so funny?" He sighed and Helena just giggled at him leaving the former Captain clueless.
"So I'm guessing you'll be darkening my door for a few more days since Umbrella thinks you're dead? Actually they think I'm dead too." Helena pointed out and Wesker chuckled, giving Eclipse a head pat before he looked towards Helena. "What?"
"I'm a high ranked Umbrella employee. Why would they even care about you since you were just a nobody?" Wesker asked, blinking when Helena rose from the couch. Confused, Wesker watched as she stalked over to him and Eclipse meowed at her owner who came to rest with one hand clutching the couch.
"You bastard!" She shouted at him and Wesker actually flinched as she raised a hand before he narrowed his eyes, silently waiting for her to slap him. But instead he heard a sniff and he stared as her eyes filled with tears, her outstretched hand trembling. "How can one person be such an unfeeling jerk?" She whispered before she spun around before she started to head for the shelter of her bedroom. Helena had just made it to her bedroom door when Wesker rushed forward, blocking her path.
"You are a pain in the arse." She growled at him, trying to push past him but Wesker just stood there and she snorted. Knowing that he wouldn't move until he wanted to and not wanting to risk him getting angry at her, Helena stomped back to the couch. Shaking his head with an amused smile, Wesker followed reaching her by the time she'd slumped back into the couch.
"I've been told that many times. Multiple times by you in fact." Wesker pointed out and she rolled her eyes, settling back against the cushions as he sat on the other side.
"Then you can add to that amount. I've been nice to you and you still treat me like I'm the intruder." Helena commented and Wester snorted at her, resting his legs on the table. "That's what I'm talking about! You act like this house is yours and that you can come and go as you please. You don't even thank me and I let you stay." She muttered and Wesker rolled his eyes, opening his mouth to comment when he noticed that Helena's shoulders were shaking.
"Is something wrong with you?" Wesker sighed and Helena closed her eyes, a tremor running through her body. "Helena?" He asked, clearing his throat as her eyes shot open and he blinked seeing that her pupils were fully red.
"Your company did this!" She snapped and he watched with a slightly amused smile when she rose from the couch, a growl escaping. Shaking his head, Wesker climbed to his feet just in time to see Helena rush him. He sidestepped, dodging her attack before he grabbed her arm. She let out a gasp when he threw her into the couch but she sprang instantly to her feet and he rolled his eyes.
This time when she attacked him, Wesker threw a punch that connected with her mouth and she grunted. Falling to one knee, Helena growled at him and Wesker just sighed as she stumbled to her feet. Ignoring the blood now dripping down her lips from a busted lip she glared at him, eyes burning and Wesker smiled. "You should stop before I really hurt you." He advised but she ignored the warning and he rushed towards her not giving Helena time to block as he grabbed her shoulder.
This time when he threw her into the couch she yelped and he saw her eyes glow before the red vanished, the brief outburst leaving her. Now lying on the couch she panted as Wesker stood over her, his eyes searching her face as he waited for another attack. Helena just lay there, still breathing hard and he grinned at her.
"Oww...what just happened?" Helena groaned, rubbing at her aching mouth before she stared at her fingers. "I'm bleeding?"
"Maybe next time you'll think before you attack me." Wesker growled and she raised her eyes to see him standing over her still. He chuckled at the confused look on her face before he climbed onto the couch, planting his hands on either side of her head.
After she finally shook off her daze Wesker's face was awfully close to hers and she narrowed her eyes, partially annoyed at him invading her personal space. Though a tiny part of her mind was questioning just how close he would get now that she was aware of him and not flinching away. Very close as it turns out when he inched close and her eyes widened when she felt his mouth brush against her own, leaving her silent. Until he casually licked the blood from her mouth and then she lost it, her arms wrapping around his waist before she kissed him back even harder.
Coming up for air she stared at him, eyes slightly closed to see Wesker grinning back at her. "What the hell is this virus doing to me?" She whispered and he gave her a one-armed shrug and she sighed, pulling him in close enough to kiss the former Umbrella agent a second time. Then he reached for the hem of her shirt and Helena purred, her head pressed back against the couch as Wesker started to slide the shirt up. Exposing the bare skin of her stomach he began to slowly kiss it, his mind laughing as she whined deep in her throat. Tugging the shirt off he gazed into her eyes, chuckling at the blush in her cheeks before he leant in to kiss her again. This time she made the next move, her hands gripping the sleeves of his long overcoat before it began to slide off.
When she ran into some difficulty, Wesker slipped it off and she grinned eyes briefly red before he slipped his tongue into her open mouth as she panted, distracting them both. Taking a cue from him, Helena grabbed the hem of his shirt this time and Wesker didn't even notice when she slipped it off, throwing it to the floor during the entire open-mouthed kiss.