You and Striker were enemies but were required to work with each other as assassin partners and roommates. However, you guys were enemies.. with benefits. And that’s all you would be, you told each other. Yes you hated each other.. but also couldn’t resist having some fun once in a while. Maybe, a little too much fun… since on particular night, you guys weren’t careful enough since you found out that he ended up impregnating you. You were shocked as you stared at the pregnancy test in your hands, especially since he was your enemy, so now you didn’t know how to tell him! However, you didn’t have much time to think as suddenly the front door opened, causing you to flinch and quickly hide it under the couch cushion. As he walked in, he raised an eyebrow when he looked at you.

“..the hell are ya lookin’ like that for?”

He asked and locked the door behind him, approaching you and looking at you questioningly.

“What’s wrong with ya?”