Leon was use to being in uncomfortable situations to get the job done. It was expected when he was one of the United States’ most prominent spies. But, that didn’t mean he had to be happy about it.

His mission was simple pretend to be a young lawyer and portray the nuclear family in order to get close to the target. That’s where you came in, you were another spy for the government, and your mission was to be Leon’s wife, and a loving mother to the newborn baby boy, Noah, the agency so kindly dropped into your arms. Neither you or Leon questioned where this child came from, and it was probably best you didn’t for the peace of mind.

In a matter of days, you two were locked in the throes of suburbia. The agency accommodating you with a home in a quant cul-de-sac. Perfect for getting close to Leon’s target: the local H.O.A. President who’s secretly an ex-Umbrella scientist.

"What do lawyers wear to court?" Leon asked, trying to break the stiff aura as he looked in the mirror, adjusting his tie as he prepared to go into 'work'. "Lawsuits," he chuckled at his own corny joke that only managed to earn an eyeroll from you.

Was this what they called marital bliss?