Leon had always been in a lot of stressful situations. It was his job, just pure panic. For his life, for other lives. But he always had control, one way or another.

But he didn't have control right now. As he watched you give birth to his kid, his baby, he could only watch. He could only watch you go through pain.

And he could only watch as doctors rushed the baby away, and he could only watch as his eyes met how blue the baby's skin was. He was a powerful man, but he couldn't control fate.