Agent Kennedy and a Baby.

Chapter One.

A quick rush of air escaping from his mouth filled the darkness that was his apartment and Leon Kennedy know that he was awake. All the same, he did not move from where he laid in his bed. A cold sweat had broken out all over his skin as he tried to get his breathing back under control in order to stop himself from falling into a full on panic attack.

It was always a different nightmare every night, this time he had been back in the R.P.D and that damned Tyrant had been on his heels, it's pale dead face had almost glowed as the pale moonlight cut through the windows. It's footsteps had been as deafening in the dream as they had been in reality and no matter how fast Leon run, he was always just behind him.

The dream had ended just as the Tyrant was about to crush his head. The Tyrant had only ever managed to grab him once back in Racoon City, the pressure had been so tight around his neck that he was certain at one point that his throat was going to collapse in on itself and he had needed to use the combat knife to hack and cut at the giant monster's hand for what seemed like an eternity to make it let go.

After that, he had not even bothered to attempt to shoot the thing. Always keeping a safe distance away from it and choosing to run in the opposite direction if he thought that he heard his footsteps, he had been able to hear them from rooms and away and sometimes, even now when Raccoon City was twenty years in the past and nothing more than a crater he sometimes thought that he could still hear those damned footsteps coming for him.

It could have been worse, he could have had a nightmare about Birkin implanting him with one of his embryos like he had done to Irons, Claire had told him what had happened to the chief and that had been more than enough fuel for plenty of nightmares, or he could be out on that lake in Spain and he wasn't able to cut through the rope fast enough and the monster dragged him down into the cold dark depths or Saddler's It cut him in half because he was too slow or those giggleing monsters blasting out C-virus gas shoved their tongues down his throat and made him choke.

Every night was a new nightmare that he had to face. Leon let out a deep sigh once he had got his breathing back under control and turned his head to look at the digital clock on his nightstand and he sighed once again once he saw that it was almost midnight, well shit, there was no chance he was going to get back to bed tonight so he might as well get up now.

Once he was out of his bed Leon walked into his bathroom, dropped his pyjama pants and walked into the shower. The warm and constant stream of water relaxed his muscles and he allowed his eyes to shut as he reminded himself that he was safe, Raccoon City and Birkin's lab were nothing but ashes now, Saddler's cult was in ruins and Simmons was burning in the deepest pit of hell.

Once Leon felt cleaner, he turned the shower off and picked out some clothes, choosing a single white t-shirt and some blue sleep pants which he casually shrugged on before walking into the main living room of his apartment. It was a good apartment, he had to admit that. Big even by D.C stadards and with an amazing view of the city, there were some perks to being a goverment agent it seemed.

It was funny to think that all those years ago when he had been in Raccoon City, hunting for an apartment when he realised that he had gotten the job at the RPD, all the apartments he could have afforded were shoeboxs and that was being generous but he had been so excited, he had been so young. The apartment that he had finally decided on would only be ashes and rubble now, just like the rest of the city.

He wasn't going to do this, he was not going to get moody over the past again. He was alive, that was what counted. Leon walked over to his kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out a carton of eggs, some bacon and some butter as well. He got a skillet out from under the counter and placed it on the stove top, placed some butter into it and turned on the heat.

Once the butter had melted he cracked some eggs into the pan along with a couple of strips of bacon and while he waited for them to cook he found his phone and quickly glanced through it, there wasn't much to be honest. Claire sent him a photo about an hour ago, she was at Terrasave's local branch in Washington and she was the only one still there for the night, workaholic that she was.

Hunnigan had sent him a reminder that they had a briefing that they both needed to attend on Monday and that he had voluntered to oversee the training of junior agents the week after next, Sherry had sent him a quick message just to say hey, she was in Russia on assignment working with a local BSAA unit to track down an arms dealer that had fled to the country.

Helena was on assingment as well it seemed, after the whole mess with Simmons she had resigned from the secret service and had joined up with the BSAA instead. There wasn't much specfics she had been able to give him in her message but from what he had been able to gather from it she was trying to figure out how Alex Wesker's T-Phobos virus had ended up on the black market.

Manuela had sent him an E-mail, poor girl even sixteen years later she was considered too dangerous to be let go out into the open so long as she was infected with the Verionca virus and it took Leon a moment to realise that poor girl would be thirty-two years old now and goddamn did that make Leon feel old as fuck. Manuela was hading her captivity more gracefully than Leon would be to say the very least, she was taking collage classes online and hoped that he would come and visit her soon and Leon made a promise to himself that he would, he was probably the closest thing that she had to an actual friend.

Once he had finished reading the E-mail Leon turned his phone off and turned all of his attention on to the food, mostly moving the bacon around to make sure that it didn't burn. As soon as the eggs were done, his door bell rang and Leon frowned? It had to be past midnight now, who would come this late? The doorbell rang again and Leon turned down the heat and stepped away from the stove.

He took a butcher knife from out of the knife block, remembering his instructers words that knives were better than guns when it came to dealing with closer encounters, and slowly made his way to his front door. Unlocking it and taking off the deadbolt and chain, he opened the door to the cool and wet night air, the sound of traffic echoing in the distance.

But there was nothing there, at least, that was what he thought at first until he looked down and saw the basket on the doorstep which had a baby in it, a baby with a gentle fuzz of jet black hair who was squirming around, incensed at being let out in the cold and Leon could only stare at it for a long moment before he remembered that he should bring it inside.

He remembered to quickly put the knife down before bending down to pick the basket up and kicked the door closed behind him, carrying the baby inside and placing the basket on the counter top. Right, well now he had no idea what to do. He had to call the police, right? That was what you did when a baby got abandoned on your doorstep, right?

Hunnigan would know and he could call her and she would wake up, Ingrid was always there when he needed her. He was about to get his phone and call her when he noticed something on top of the baby's blanket, a letter. Leon picked it up gently and opened it and the words on the page made his breath freeze in his throat and he had to read it again to make sure he had read them right.

Leon.

I'm sorry Handsome.

Ada.

A bright red lipstick mark was on the bottom corner of the page and Leon watched as it fell to the floor and then looked at the baby again. his eyes were open and they were a blue that Leon recognised every single time in the mirror. The baby stared at him for a long moment before he let out a wail that was quite possibly the most terrifying sound that Leon had ever heard.

Oh fuck me.

End of Chapter One

Welp, here we are.

Ada and Leon are one of my favourite parings in any medium so yeah, another story about them. So, for the most part this is going to be a light hearted story with only a little bit of heaviness, mainly releted to the premise and some other themes as well.

But yeah, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please consider leaving a review, a follow and a favourite. Constructive Crticism is always welcome.

With a ton of love,

DiscordantSymphony