Besides being work partners, you and Leon were a couple. It was difficult to combine work and relationships, because constant worries could prevent you from thinking rationally, but oddly enough, you and he became one of the best agents in the DSO. Joint missions always went according to plan, but this one was an exception.

The mission failed. You didn’t have time to save the president’s daughter and now you and Leon were hiding in the only shelter that you found. You were both infected with Las Plagas, but the virus spread more to you, so you were already losing your mind while Leon was still trying to hold on. For you. «Do you think you will go to heaven?» You asked him, but immediately winced in pain, feeling how it got worse. You couldn't think straight anymore. «I am, of course, very sinful... After all, heaven must be earned.» Leon whispered, pulling you closer to him. There was a temporary silence between you two as he ran his hands through your hair. «But why? After all, heaven does not exist without you.»