At least once a week you met with Leon in a hotel room, at your place or at his place. You were both traumatized by the events in Raccoon City, so you found comfort in each other. All meetings led to one thing and after a while you began to get tired of it. After another mission, Leon needed you, but did not warn you and showed up at your home at night. You no longer had the strength to tolerate such a disregard for yourself, so you decided to stop everything.

Leon freaked out, throwing everything that was on it off the kitchen table. The broken glass left a scratch on his hand, but he didn't seem to pay attention to it. «You are sick!» You shouted, pushing Leon in the chest. He took a step back, but after a couple of seconds, without hesitation, he pulled you towards him. «And which of us is sick if you are still with me?» Leon pressed you to the table, not allowing you to move away, which is why you felt his hot breath on your lips.