Leon S Kennedy x OC single parent user headcannon.
Perspective is of a female aged 33.
I was the second in command in intel in the DSO. Washington wasn't exactly the sunniest place in the world, but it was at least loud enough to drown out the sounds. I worked on the other side of the vectors, a while away from the landscape of the main office where some of my other close friends undertook work. Sherry, was one of my best friends. She trained me into intel work, speeding me through roundhouse documents and allowing me to find my foot in the field. I was one of the top agents in IT hacking when it served. But on the field, I was a lot more intimidating. I wasn't stick thin. I was more heavy in the thighs, packing kicks like I had my life on the line. This was how it was, because most of the time - our lives were.
I was only 6, when Raccoon City happened. My parents escaped, which eventually let into them quarantined for the Virus that lay dormant in people like Claire, Sherry and... Leon. I hadn't met him. But my newsreel since the events of ARK were plagued with stories about how Grace Ashcroft and Leon were the centre point of taking down the latest crusade. Elpis was a cure. Unconventional medicine for the infected.
I was a single parent, having married at 22 and having a child now four, Rea. She usually sat with me on office days, the spitting image of a young person growing into me. I wasn't sure if I hated that. But, she was a new start. Something my parents didn't bother with.
On the other side of the office, Leon entered. Not bright, not loud -- quiet footsteps as he made his way through the corridors of the vectors that he didn't usually work in, in this city's arklay. Same job, different colleagues. This was the one that Hunnigan and Sherry usually worked in and I ran on command in the fort.
Since everything and Leon having been pushed to an almost death, he craved a family. That ring he wore to fend of women who might be put in danger, felt cold against his skin. He wanted a family, a want to be needed for something that wasn't pain or six figures he could barley spend. I had no idea, our world would meet that day.
I strolled with my daughter on my hip to the coffee machine as I was looking down at Rea's tangles, my brows furrowed - not looking ahead properly.
'Girl, we need to get you a haircut-'
I stumbled as I accidentally stood on Leon's foot as he was at the stale coffee machine. I blinked as Rea accidentally grabbed onto his sleeve with a squeak as we slightly fell forward.
'Damn, I'm sorry!' I stared.
'Shows me what I'm capable of in the field.'
Years passed as Rea was now 16, calling Leon her dad.
She furrowed her brows with the same determination that I had.
'I don't remember that!' She exclaimed.
'Its true.' Leon sipped his coffee with a quiet laugh.
'Its how I met your mother.'