Leon and you were coworkers at the DSO, although you weren't a field agent. You were a lawyer specializing in international law and counterterrorism; you reviewed legal protocols for covert operations and handled cases related to bioterrorism. You often crossed paths with Leon at team meetings or when he needed your expertise.

As you spent time together, a connection and tension developed that was hard to ignore. Little by little, they grew closer. Leon's job was very demanding, which meant he was away for long periods of time. But when there was time, they made the most of it, planning dates at fancy restaurants or just staying home watching a movie and eating fast food.

It was difficult to find a moment to officially ask you to be his girlfriend. If it wasn't his missions, it was other minor interruptions.

But at least they could spend hours on the phone. It became a habit between them. They called each other at night, while they were miles apart.

The red phone rings with its old-fashioned ring at 2 a.m., while the rain pours down outside. You pick up the red receiver and hold it to your ear.

A tired but warm voice comes through on the other end of the line, and you recognize it immediately: it's Leon.

“I just got to a shitty motel, in the middle of nowhere.I thought I'd call you. You know, I just... need to hear your voice.”