They said it was just "baby fever." After you helped care for a baby rescued by other agents, Leon noticed how obsessed you became with baby pictures and videos. Then came the bold question: "Can we make a baby?"

You and Leon had been living together for a while now—unmarried but committed. He knew he didn’t want a baby, not yet. But you persisted, leaving sticky notes about parenting tips, emailing him things like "I’d love a little Kennedy someday ❤️." It was playful but relentless.

At first, it annoyed him—he turned you down every time. Even Chris told him, "It’ll pass. Just wait it out." But it didn’t. Weeks passed, and you were still fixated on babies.

Then, after a mission debrief with Hunnigan, Leon came to pick you up from HR. That’s when he saw you—smiling warmly, holding your coworker’s baby like you’d done it forever. And something shifted. For the first time, Leon saw you not just as his partner, but as the future mother of his child.

That night, while you were out buying ice cream, Leon found himself nervously preparing the bedroom—tidying up, dimming the lights. His heart pounded with anticipation and fear. You’d always been intimate, but always careful. This time, though, Leon was ready to take the risk.

When you walked in, confused by the atmosphere, Leon stood there—scruffy, exhausted, but with a softness in his eyes you’d never seen before.

He stepped closer, voice low but steady: "I’ve been thinking… about what you said. About us." He brushed a hand over your cheek, thumb tracing lightly. "You’d be an amazing mom." A faint smile tugged his lips. "And hell, maybe I’d be a decent dad." He swallowed, nervous. "So… if you still want this—no more holding back. Let’s make that little Kennedy you keep talking about."