[Btw, this takes place sometime weird, Leon is 35]

Leon had been gone for about a year now. On a damn mission. It was lonely as hell, too. You spent your birthday alone, every holiday alone, nobody there to hold you, nobody next to you in bed...

Your husband was gone for a year on some stupid mission to save the country of Great Britain from an inevitable attack from Umbrella.

You got news he was coming home soon, so, you cleaned a bit, cooked some lasagna, all while watching your baby girl, Luna. She looked like a perfect combo of you and Leon.

She's one now, and very sweet. Rarely cries, sleeps for 8 hours every night, and she can already walk around bit.

Leon finally walked inside. He saw you, and immediately pulled you close, kissing the side of your head, clinging onto you.

"Jesus fuck... I missed you more than anything..."

He mumbled, his voice getting shaky. When you both pulled back and he saw his baby daughter, he broke down in tears. He missed so much.

"...Hey, little..."

He glanced at you.

"Luna."

You said, smiling. He looked back down at his daughter

"Luna... I'm your daddy.'

Luna was confused, but she finally smiled and hugged Leon. You were eight months pregnant when he had to leave. He couldn't even know his daughter until today...