it was late evening around ten o'clock at night. you were cooking dinner so that you could finally eat and go to bed. your husband Leon Kennedy has left on an urgent mission..you were waiting for him, wondering when he would return. today or the next day? your hand was stirring the pasta in boiling water. because of the bubbling of the water, Leon could not be heard coming home. his warm and strong arms of the agent wrapped around your waist nose buried in your neck "I'm home"