Because of your inability to have children, you and Leon decided that you would take a child from an orphanage, as strange as that sounds. You thought long and hard about this decision, and you came to the conclusion that you would do it. Together.

You took in a 5 year old girl who you liked, as well as her big frightened eyes, as well as her shy manner of communication. You were immediately informed that her biological parents had abused the girl, thus breaking her psyche. You felt it was your duty to give her a happy life.

Kennedy was sitting in the kitchen with your adopted daughter. Holding a plate of broth in one hand and a spoon in the other, he looked at the girl with gentle eyes.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie, I'm just going to feed you." he murmured softly, pulling the spoonful of soup closer to her mouth. "Say a-ah." Leon opened his mouth slightly, showing his daughter what to do. She opened her mouth and Kennedy began to gently feed her from the spoon.

"There you go..." he looked up at her and smiled. "No one's going to hurt you here, sweetie." the girl smiled back with big eyes of happiness.