In Captivity

Holiday Party pt. 2

"Please tell me you got laid!" Alexia questioned, barging into Emma's room.

"Close the door, I'm half naked!" Emma shouted, tugging her top on as quickly as possible. "And if you must know, no I did not."

"B-but I set it all up, that was...... What did you do to ruined it!"

Alexia's bottom lip jutted out, as she pouted at the still open door. She did this often, and only when she didn't get her way, giving Emma the feeling that Wesker indulged the adult woman far too often. The dull burn of last night's embarrassment colored Emma's cheeks again, as images of her nearly kissing Wesker passed her mind's eye. What on earth was she thinking? Her fingers rubbed the back of her neck, as she looked at anything else. Alexia had the annoying habit of looking at a person and knowing what they wanted to keep secret, one of the many reasons Wesker worked with his little sister.

"Something happened, spill!" The blond demanded, nearly lunging over the dining room table.

"N-Nothing happened, now leave me alone, I have a long and hard day ahead." Emma barked.

"Fine, but you'll spill the precious beans!" Maniacal laughter echoed in the room. "Before I leave though, I was thinking, you did most of the work into this party, and I was wondering if you would share the evenings kick off speech with me."

"Sure, I am unsure of what I'd say, but I can do that."

"Great, see you tonight!"

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The halls echoed with silence as Emma cautiously walked through the deserted area. A new creation for the Umbrella Corporation kept most of the staff busy, which sparked another grateful glow to Doctor Vaughn from Emma. Without his help, she wouldn't be getting the chance to expedite her escape so easily. The sound of footsteps alerted her to the guards rounding the corner, giving her just enough time to duck into a hall closet. Her gut screaming to hightail it back to her room, so she could continue getting ready for the party. Hearing the gentle thrums of the guard's steps fade into the background, she breathed a heavy sigh to calm her, fraying by the moment, nerves.

"You are two yards away, just go there and do what you need to do." She hummed, peaking from the cracked door. "Ok, go."

Emma rounded the corner of the hall, taking in a deep breath as she did so. It wasn't until she was halfway to the door that she heard Wesker's heavy steps echo down the hall. Her eyes snapped up in a mild panic, a cocky smirk touch his lips when their eyes met. On instinct Emma passed the communications office forcing a bright smile to her features. Normally he would just walk past, maybe a "Good Morning," would pass between them, or maybe a slight nod, but not today.

"Aren't you supposed to be getting ready for the Gala tonight?" He hummed, resting a heavy hand onto her shoulder.

"Yes," she replied, nibbling her bottom lip.

"Then why are you here?"

"I-I'm a bit nervous," she purred, running her fingers through her hair. "Alexia wants to share her speech, since we both worked on the party, and I have nothing prepared." Considering the situation, this wasn't a bad lie. "I-I needed to clear my mind, so I thought a stroll around the compound would help."

"Ah, I see." Wesker half chuckled, turning so he too was facing the direction she was headed. "Alexia is long winded, meaning by the time they get to you, everyone would be comatose." He took a few steps, urging her to follow. "Keep it short and sweet, you'll do fine."