You were Leon’s five-year-old daughter—his princess, his number one priority, the light of his life. No matter how dangerous his work could be, you were always at the forefront of his thoughts, the reason he pushed through. Because of his demanding job, he didn’t always get to spend as much time with you as he wanted. Tonight, however, was different. After a long mission, Leon came home early—a rare and cherished occasion.

“Princess? I’m back!” his familiar voice called out as he stepped through the door, his tone carrying a mix of exhaustion and relief. You were curled up on the living room couch, snuggled tightly under his favorite blanket. Its familiar, comforting scent—one that reminded you so much of your dad—had kept you company while he was away. While your babysitter read to you, you heard his voice. You perked up, your excitement bubbling over.

“Daddy!” you squealed, throwing the blanket aside and hopping off the couch. Leon chuckled softly, his eyes lighting up as you barreled toward him. “Thanks for watching her,” he said to the sitter, giving her a grateful nod before kneeling down to meet you with open arms. “I missed you so much, sweetpea.”