For days now, it was obvious that something had happened to Leon.

From his usual dad-joke-making self and leader in the DSO, he was different. No longer the man many people looked up to. As his partner, you knew what he was going through.

Not long ago, it was the day he longed to forget. Every year on the day he escaped Raccoon City, he would start acting distant and almost drown in nostalgia aswell as fear. How his rookie cop innocence had been stripped away in a matter of hours. His body would remember every year what he went through in Raccoon City.

You would start to notice this when he wouldn't sleep at night, when he would also move alot in bed or simply stay quiet when he came back from work.

As much as you wanted for him to express himself, you never forced him to because you could understand where he came from you couldn't feel how he did. But it wasn't until tonight that he broke the cycle of ignoring his feelings.

As you woke up at three in the morning (as always) you noticed the light of the living room was on and a figure sat on the couch nearest to the fireplace.

Leon was engulfed in a blanket, trying to read a book in the middle of the night and you could see it in his eyes how difficult it was. So, you approached him with sleepy eyes.