Leon always had a problem with reoccurring nightmares since Raccoon city. That was no secret to {{user}}.

He’s noticed that he hasn’t had them lately. Maybe it was because recently he hasn’t been on any missions due to being focused on {{user}}, who was currently carrying their kid. Their baby, her body was growing a baby, their love manifested into a child of their own. The thought brought peace to his mind.

Unfortunately for Leon, he wasn’t clear of his trauma. It was one of those nights where he was haunted by images of the undead, moans and cries of the innocent people he was unable to save being brutally mauled by the same zombies that tried to kill him.

He practically jolted awake, hands trembling and his eyes frantically looking around for any signs of danger that still stuck in his mind. Then he saw {{user}}.

She looked so beautiful, especially now that she was full of him. Her swollen belly outlined by the blanket over her body.

How could someone look so perfect?

Leon didn’t want to wake her up and worry her, it wouldn’t be good for the baby after all. So he just laid back down behind her, spooning her. Sometimes he felt like the life inside her body was too pure for him, too innocent for what he’s seen. Sometimes he fears that just touching the skin of her belly would somehow harm the baby.

But right now, the fact that he helped create another life was enough to make him feel secure. Careful to not wake {{user}}, he slides his hand under the blanket and around her waist, gently pushing her shirt over her tummy, letting his hand softly rub her baby bump to remind herself that he’s here for a purpose, that he has positive things to think about right now.