Changing The Past

Chapter 3

Once Chris got to the door, he started to feel lightheaded. Attempting to keep his balance, he put on of his hands on the door frame, thouugh the other rested on his head as he groaned softly. Footsteps were soon heard approach the bedroom. Still a bit lightheaded, Chris back away in a wobbly way, tryin to refrain from passing out, if that was possible. "Ah! Chris...you scrared me." It was Rebecca who opened the door. She giggled at her own reaction. Though that little giggle died down as she noticed his state. "Chris? Are you ok? You look a bit pale." Rebecca asked, a worried expression forming on her face as she went to his aid, helping him out of the room. "I'm alright. Just a bit dizzy." He answered. "I'll go get you some water. Go sit down on the couch. Oh! And Barry had to leave due to some family issues." She informed. The memory of the mansion and what Wesker had done to Barry came to mind, causing him to panic slightly. "Are they ok?" He asked. Rebecca smiled, "Yes. They just wanted him home." She answered as she went to the kitchen. Chris sighed softly in relief, going into the living room. There, he was greeted with a surprise. Slight panic filled the brunette as he looked at the man who was sitting on his couch, Albert Wesker. "Hello, Chris. Are you feeling any better?" He asked, that cold expression still remaining on his face. Chris wanted to go for his gun but that'll only cause problems like before. He'll have to act normal. "Ah yes...just a bit lightheaded." He replied. Wesker nodded before patting the cushion beside him. With a bit of hesitation, Chris slowly made his way over to the couch. Though the feeling of being lightheaded returned, causing him to fall over due to not having anything to grab onto for balance. Quickly, Wesker got off of the couch and managed to catch Chris, holding him close in his arms. He carefully brought the brunette over to the couch, sitting him down before sitting down in the spot he was before. "Thank you." Chris mumbled softly. "You should eat something as well, Chris. When was the last time you ate?" Chris thought for moment, wondering when the last time he ate. "I...I don't know." He answered truthfully. "When Rebecca returns, I'll have her get something for you." "No no, it's fine. I'll get something to eat after." Chris replied. "I'll have Rebecca get you something." Wesker's concern was pretty surprising. It didn't look like acting. It was like that Wesker was truly worried for his teammate. Chris sighed softly, "Alright. Thank you." Silence then filled the room. After looking around a bit, he looked up at Wesker, who was already looking at him. Thankfully, the blonde's sunglasses that covered his eyes, made the stare less intense. Though Chris still felt heat crawl up to his cheeks. Quickly, he looked away, not letting the feelings that still remained with him form or at least show. Wesker gently placed his hand on Chris's shoulder, causing him to tense up. "Relax, Chris. You're acting as if I'm going to hurt you." Chris gulped nervously, looking up at Wesker once again. The blonde slowly started to rub the brunette's shoulder, feeling the tension slowly die down. This was exactly how it use to be before the mansion. It made Chris nervous yet happy. He loved this, missed this. He closed his eyes before slowly leaning onto the other. Wesker pulled Chris closer, letting him lean on him. After a minute or so, Rebecca entered the living room with a glass of water. "Chris, I have your water." She said as she placed the glass onto the table. Chris opened his eyes then sat up, picking up the glass of water. "Thank you." Wesker looked away for a moment, thinking to himself. He'd be lying if he said that he didn't miss the moment that him and Chris just had. "Rebecca, would you mind making something for Chris to eat?" Wesker asked, looking back at the two. Chris looked over at Wesker then at Rebecca, "You don't have to. I can-" "No, it's alright! I'll go make something." Rebecca smiled warmly at him before going back to the kitchen. Chris felt bad since he didn't want to have people do things for him. Rebecca soon returned, looking at Chris with a bit of concern in her expression. "Um Chris, where's all of your frozen or dry meals?" She asked. Wesker looked at Chris. "Hm? I don't have anything there?" He asked. Rebecca shook her head. "Everything is empty. It's alright, I'll go out and get something for you to eat." She smiled before leaving once again. "You don't have any food?" Wesker asked. Chris looked up at him, "I thought I did." He mumbled before looking away. Once Rebecca returned, she gave Chris a warm meal. Chris paid Rebecca, though she tried to refuse it at first. The three hung out in the living room for a while untiil it started to get really dark. "Thank you guys for staying with me. But it's getting really late." Chris smiled at the two. "I wouldn't want to leave you alone." Rebecca replied, getting Chris's hint. "I'll stay with him. I need to make sure he feels better so that he can return to work healthy." Wesker stated. Rebecca nodded, getting off of the couch. "Thank you, sir. Bye! Feel better, Chris!" With that, she left. Chris jumped slightly as he felt a hand touch his arm. WEsker pulled Chris back into the position that they were in before. "Captain?" "Just relax, Chris." Chris nodded, doing exactly what he was told to do. He rested his head on Wesker's shoulder as he leaned onto him, closing his eyes. Doing this felt wrong since he knew that Wesker does in the future. Or if this was still a dream and something that he could enjoy for now at least until he returns to the real world. With that worry now leaving his mind, he slowly started to fall asleep. Wesker looked down at the brunette when he heard soft snores. He carefully stood up, making sure Chris didn't fall over. Then he carefully picked him up, carrying him in his arms. The brunette was a lot lighter than the blonde had expected. He brought Chris to his bedroom, laying him down on the mattress. As Wesker was tryin to pull away from the other, Chris latched onto him. A soft sigh left Wesker. He removed his sunglasses and set them on the nightstand before joining Chris in the bed, covering them both with the blanket. Though they were both still wearing their uniforms, it would be uncomfortable but it would have to do for now. Just for tonight.

(Thank you all for reading this chapter! I hope you all enjoyed! Let me know what you think of the story so far! ^^)