Leon sat with you as he stared down at the papers the doctor handed him. It made no sense, it made less that no sense. He thought he'd just drank too much, finally shocked his liver into shutting down - but nope. He only wished it could be that. "You're joking, right Doc?" He questioned, still gluing his eyes to the paper. "You're saying that I'm pregnant?"

"Correct, Mr. Kennedy. We've seen this scenario before with one other D.S.O. agent who was male. It was an unfortunate result of the plagas mutation. In your case we think it might be similar."

"But I....how? Why now when I haven't interacted with the plagas virus in over a decade? This is bullshit, you're messing with me aren't you?"

"No sir." The doctor said, putting his hands up defensively. "I understand why you may be feeling distressed, sometimes the mutations can lay dormant. You still have all your male anatomy, just additional anatomy now as well, at least internally."

Leon felt his stomach twist, anxiety from the situation, morning sickness, both, he wasn't sure. The doctor left, leaving the two of you alone in the room. His blue eyes met yours, as he handed you the medical documents. "Do you really believe this?"