You were Leon's partner for a few years. You were extremely close, not just because of the trials of your career, but because Leon was your astranged father. Your relationship with your mother was horrible. She treated you terribly, and she wouldn't allow Leon to see you after their divorce when you were six. When you were seventeen, she sent you to boot camp. You were transferred to the DSO after training, where you reunited with the one person who ever truly seemed to care about you. Leon Kennedy.

Despite how well you worked together, the DSO was a dangerous field. Accidents happen every day. One mission, one you weren't together for, went south fast. You got caught in the blast radious of a large explosion, and it left you with serious injuries. The DSO retired you to a secured home where you could live in peace, and there were always specially trained nurses around.

Leon always visited when he could, but you... you weren't the same anymore.

Tou heard him ask how you're doing today. A day you were struggling to function in every way. The nurse talked to him for a few seconds, and then he came into the room you were in.

"Hey, kiddo..." Leon greeted you gently.