Disclaimer : Resident Evil and all of it's characters belong to Capcom. This story is simply fiction, and is only for entertainment.

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Chapter One : Can't You Hear Me Knocking?

"Those who hate the most fervently, must have once loved deeply;
Those who want to deny the world, must have once embraced what they now set on fire."

Two Weeks Earlier...

The rumble of the Jeep's engine was audible, as it sped with purpose through downtown Washington D.C. Approaching a red light in the process of turning green, the blonde man sighed irritably, praying with every fiber of his being that the driver in front of him wouldn't hinder his progress. Unfortunately for the weary government agent, the Ford Escort in front of him had different plans. With the reaction speed of a small toddler, the driver waited a full five seconds to pull out after the light had turned green, effectively ruining any momentum that the ex-cop had.

"I hate D.C. traffic." Leon grumbled, slowing his navy SUV down to a snail's pace, just shy of a complete halt. The driver in front of him was obviously oblivious to what he was keeping Leon from. Actually who would be a more appropriate description. The blonde man allowed a smile to form on his lips, as he thought of his wife of three years. The dim witted driver finally began moving at a decent pace, but Leon's thoughts remained on...her. The woman of his dreams, who he had met eleven years ago in a city, which was now nothing more than a radioactive wasteland. It was Hell on Earth, if Leon remembered correctly. Well, how any sane person would imagine Hell at any rate. The dead walking through the streets, as if that was where they belonged, instead of humans with heartbeats. Grotesque creations that were "side-effects" of artificially concepted viruses, which were the brain children of madmen. Yet, during this insane and trying time, Leon had managed to find the person that he would be spending the rest of his life with.

Kind of ironic, now that I think about it.

Leon took a left hand turn, finally parting ways with the incompetent driver, who was now free to piss off the owner of the car that was behind Leon. The new street, which was thankfully virtually empty, allowed the government agent to resume his thoughts on the woman that he was rushing home to see. When Leon first met her, she was holding a gun to him, and looked unsure as to whether or not she was actually going to pull the trigger. Even then, her presence was absolutely captivating to the then rookie cop. It amazed him how calm and confident she was, during a time when every other living soul was losing their mind in the horrors of a city on the brink of complete and utter chaos. He found himself progressively enthralled by her mystifying actions, and wound up ultimately falling deeply in love with her. But he also wound up losing her within the same night, which devastated Leon for years. He found himself more and more depressed, as he thought of the causes and effects of her "death", which in turn only brought on the guilty feelings that gnaw away at a person's core, until there is eventually nothing left. However, in one swift instant, the bitter feelings that flowed and ebbed at Leon's soul, battering his disposition, and leaving him helplessly thrashing on tides of anguish, vanished. And all it took was one computer file, which confirmed that Ada Wong was indeed still alive.

Leon turned the steering wheel of the SUV to the right, making the final turn, which would lead him home. He thought about the file, and how he smirked at the idea of Ada being alive at first. He didn't want to fool himself into false hopes, which he deemed impossible at the time. Yet, he couldn't help clinging onto the slight chance that she was still alive. As much as he hated himself for it, and as much heartbreak as he figured it would eventually bring, he had to hope. He had spent many nights gazing at his ceiling or looking out at the stars, wondering where she could be, and if she was thinking about him. Finally, after three years of endless speculation and unanswered questions, she reappeared. On a mission, no less. Still as confident, beautiful, and deadly as ever. Not to mention the soporific trance that she could still induce at the flick of her hips, or curl of her lips. Unbeknownst to Ada, her presence in Spain was quite the distraction to Leon, who couldn't help but play the role of the moth attracted to her flame. But he didn't mind at all; in fact, much like Raccoon City, he was more than happy to be in the company of a beautiful enchantress who could take his mind off of the horrors that surrounded him, and even ease his surmounting fear, if such was the case. In the end, they parted ways, and he was once again left with the same empty feeling as the last time they were separated.

It only took one year for them to be reunited again, but this time, it seemed, Ada wasn't so quick to vanish from Leon's grasp. She shunned her former lifestyle all for him, and even managed to land a job with the very government that Leon worked for. They moved a little faster than normal couples, moving in together without hesitation, and spending as much time together as possible. It only took another short year for Leon to propose, and begin living his life the way that he believed he was meant to. With a woman that he loved with all of his heart, who loved him just as much. Leon made his final turn, into the driveway of a beautiful two-story brick house. The agent stopped his Jeep next to the red Dodge Viper, and he couldn't help but smile as thoughts of buying a nicer vehicle for himself briefly crossed his mind. Shaking off his silly musings, Leon walked to the wooden door that made up the entrance to his house, and allowed the all too familiar sensation of excitement and relief to wash over him. With a grin, the blonde man turned the knob, swinging the door open simultaneously. For a fleeting second, he thought about calling out "Hi honey, I'm home!", but quickly dismissed the idea.

What is wrong with me tonight? I must be extra eager to see her or something...

Instead, Leon opted to quietly close the door and sneak into the kitchen, where he would no doubt find his raven-haired sweetheart. Sure enough, hovering above the stove and stirring some colorful vegetables around in a frying pan, was the woman formerly known as Ada Wong. However, with the golden band that snugly hugged her left ring finger, also came a new last name. Leon found himself smiling widely as he observed his wife, who was clad in blue jeans and a black tank top. He nearly giggled at how adorable she looked, as she bobbed her hips back and forth, humming a gentle tune to herself. The agent could have probably watched the Eurasian beauty for hours, soaking up her very essence, but when her gaze slowly rose from the pan, to the wall in front of her, Leon knew that the jig was up. He could imagine the confident smirk that she was probably wearing at that very moment.

"I know you're there handsome. You might as well stop trying to sneak up on a trained assassin." Ada quipped, clutching the frying pan tightly, and in one fluid motion, she flicked the vegetables into the air, gracefully recapturing them as gravity brought them back down. With a defeated sigh, Leon walked behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. He leaned in, kissing her on the cheek softly, which garnered a small smile to form on Ada's lips.

"That's ex-assassin dear." Leon corrected, resting his chin on her shoulder blade. Ada laughed, and slowly turned in his grasp, until she was looking up at the blonde man in pure adoration. He raised his eyebrows, daring her to make the first move. Which she did willingly, grazing her nose up the ex-cop's neck until she reached his cheek, which she kissed lovingly, returning Leon's earlier gesture of affection.

"Welcome home honey." Ada purred into Leon's ear, causing several cold chills to rocket down his spine, an effect that only her voice possessed. Leon smiled and rested his head on Ada's, as he had done many times before, and the married couple held that position for several moments, savoring each others warmth and feel. Suddenly remembering her frying vegetables, the raven-haired woman quickly returned her attention back to the stove, where she furiously began stirring the colorful produce, so as to save it from burning to a crisp. Leon smiled again at his wife's behavior, and headed upstairs to change into a more comfortable set of clothes. He shed his slightly cramped, black suit on the floor and began looking for something a little looser and laid back. Leon hated wearing suits, especially the boring black ones that were required when not out on the field, but the United States government didn't exactly have casual Fridays. He shuffled through his closet, and found nothing but fifteen identical black suits and ties, so he headed to his dresser, which was next to Ada's. The agent was finally successful in his search, pulling out a pair of worn in jeans, and a grey wifebeater. Even though it was early December, the house was a bit warm for Leon's tastes, as Ada hated to be cold. So that meant that she kept the heater constantly going to thwart off any chilly drafts. However, Leon didn't mind too much. He learned to get used to it when they first moved in together. It was a sacrifice that he was more than willing to make, as long as it made Ada happy. Leon finished his attire off with a pair of white sneakers, and bounded downstairs to assist his wife with dinner.

"You look more refreshed, now that you're out of that stuffy suit." Ada remarked, when Leon entered the dining room. The ex-assassin was already setting the table, and their dinner was resting comfortably in the middle.

"Sorry I took so long, or I would have helped." Leon replied, taking his seat at the small table. They had purposely purchased a small table, for the mere fact that they hated being too far away from each other. When they had decided to go furniture shopping, Leon joked about buying one of those long tables he had seen in the movies, where you would have to call out with your mouth cupped in your hands just to have a conversation. But in the end, they agreed that something simple would be the best choice.

"I know Leon, but you're the one who had to work late...not me." Ada pointed out, spooning a helping of fried beef and the vegetables onto a plate and handing it to the blonde man.

"Well, I'm glad you managed to get off early. You didn't have to go through all the bullshit today." he admitted, accepting the plate, and setting it in front of himself.

"Why? What happened?" she asked curiously, taking her seat at the table to join her husband. Leon forked a generous amount of greens, and placed them in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

"Double homicide. They called us in because of the nature of the crime. We found two security guards with their throats slit, ear to ear." Leon answered, after swallowing his food.

"Hmm...what an interesting conversation to have at dinner. But still...surely that's not enough to call the government in on." Ada proclaimed, a little reluctant to take a bite of the food which rested on the fork that was hovering inches away from her mouth. The blonde man nodded, taking another bite of the dinner that his wife had prepared.

"Oh, it gets better. The cause of death was obvious, but there were also several things carved onto their stomachs. The majority of those things were question marks, but one of the guards actually had a full riddle etched on his chest. It was in French, but it translated to "What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, and three legs in the evening?" Well, the answer is obviously mankind, because as a baby, we crawl on our hands and knees. As we get older, we walk upright, and as a senior, with the assistance of a cane. But the riddle isn't what troubles me." Leon explained. Both of the couples plates were now bare, as the conversation continued.

"Okay...that is strange, I'll give you that. But I still don't understand why they didn't just send the FBI or something." Ada stated, locking her elbow on the table, and resting her chin on her fist.

"They did. And they called us because of their discovery." the ex-cop responded, standing up and grabbing his and Ada's plate to put them in the dishwasher.

"Which was?" the Eurasian beauty queried.

"They found trace evidence of the T-Virus on the collar of the shirt that one of the men was wearing." Leon replied, noticing the surprise in his wife's eyes that vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"What does all of this mean Leon? The riddle and the T-Virus?" Ada implored anxiously.

"Probably nothing dear. We already caught one guy. He's small time, and clearly works for somebody else. It's only a matter of time before he sings like a canary." he assured, placing his hand over hers.

"You seem awfully confident in your interrogation abilities babe." Ada purred, apparently satisfied with her husband's answer.

"Who said anything about me? I was gonna stick you in there with him. You'd only need five minutes." Leon teased, with a wink. Ada smiled as sweetly as possible, cocking her head to the side to gather Leon's full attention.

"Four minutes hun." she affirmed, returning the agent's wink. Leon couldn't help but laugh, as he stood up to make his way to the living room. Ada joined arms with her husband, allowing him to lead the way.

"Leon, I have something that I really need to speak with you about." Ada informed, as they reached the plump leather sofa. Leon sat down on the couch, and Ada sat next to him, instinctively snuggling closer, as he brought his arm around her shoulders.

"This sounds serious." Leon replied hesitantly. Ada brought her eyes down to the couch's smooth surface, unwilling to face the man that she loved. At this point, the blonde man couldn't help the wave of fear that washed over his entire body. There was obviously something very, very wrong with the raven-haired woman. He had never seen her like this. There was something truly frightening that she had to say, and even she was reluctant to share her troubles.

"Hey." Leon said, using his index finger to gently pull Ada's chin, and gaze towards him.

"You can tell me anything honey. Now what is it?" he continued, his voice as soft and encouraging as he could possibly make it. Ada's features appeared to soften, and Leon offered a supportive smile to validate his words. With a light exhale, the Eurasian beauty grabbed the blonde man's hand, apparently ready to confess her soul.

"Well..." she began, gripping his hand tighter.

"Wow...this is more difficult then I thought it would be." Ada admitted with a hoarse laugh. Leon stroked his thumb on his wife's cream-colored hand, hoping to soothe her, and possibly help her along.

"Here goes. Leon...I found out today..." she resumed, pausing to bite her lip nervously. The ex-cop nodded anxiously, urging her to continue. Ada took another deep breath through her nose, exhaling softly from her mouth.

"Honey...I'm...I'm pregnant." Ada finished, lowering her head, as if she didn't wish to see her husband's reaction. In an instant, her words sank in, and it felt as if someone had driven a truck into Leon. His mind went blank, and his body froze up in fear. Luckily, this effect only lasted a few seconds, and reality finally sank in. They were going to have a baby. Leon was going to be a father, and Ada, a mother. They were going to be parents. And they were going to experience parenthood together. A smile slowly crept on Leon's face as he felt the initial fear melt away, and overwhelming joy set in.

"We're going to have a baby..." Leon mused softly, enjoying the sound of that sentence the more he thought of it. Ada slowly brought her gaze up again at Leon's words, confusion in her eyes, until she saw the wide grin he was wearing. Relief washed over Ada's senses, and she instantly found herself back in his protective embrace.

"I know...can you believe it?" she laughed, feeling slightly more relaxed.

"Not really." Leon proclaimed, resting his head on his wife's shoulder. Ada kissed the top of his head, and replaced her head over his.

"Me neither. Are you as terrified as I am?" Ada asked, speaking into his ash blonde hair. Leon managed to mumble a quick "uh huh", as she snuggled closer.

"We'll be okay though. That much I'm sure of." the agent stated confidently.

"And what makes you think that? We're both government agents, and I'm a highly skilled spy. What do we know about being parents?" the Eurasian beauty questioned.

"First of all, that's ex-spy. And second of all, we'll learn. Trust me, when the time comes, we're going to shift into auto-pilot mode." Leon assured, grazing his nose against Ada's warm neck.

"I hope you're right Leon." she spoke with an uncertain voice.

"I am. It's nature hun. And besides...we have plenty of time for planning." the blonde man added, yawning at the end of his sentence. Ada rolled her eyes, and with a small smile, stood up from the couch, taking his hand in hers.

"If you say so. Come on babe...you look exhausted." Ada insisted, pulling Leon up from the couch. He didn't argue, and instead allowed the raven-haired woman to lead him upstairs to their room.

"That's what I get for playing cop today, I suppose." he replied with another sleepy yawn. Ada placed her hand on the small of his back, ushering him into the room when she opened the door.

"First of all, you're an ex-cop." she retorted in a mimicking tone and a devious smile. Leon looked at her with a small grin, and sighed in defeat.

"Second of all..." Ada continued in her matter-of-factly fashion, using her husband's words against him to poke fun. She shut the door as the agent walked to the bed, pretending to ignore her, and prepared herself for another night in the arms of Leon Scott Kennedy.

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It's been what...two weeks since I've updated? I know...I'm getting worse lol. Sorry for the long wait, my loyal readers...I truly wanted to update sooner, but things have a funny way of working out. Such as me getting sick with something, catching some writer's block, which I hope is temporary, as well as...well, I can't lie. Laziness. That's right, on top of everything else...laziness. So I apologize...

Okay, so I hope the chapter wasn't too boring for you...if you're confused at the timeline, I'll explain. This chapter takes place two weeks before the prologue chapter. That's right...we've traveled back in time. So...the whole riddle thing Leon was talking about...I know most of you have probably heard it somewhere, but it originated as the Riddle of the Sphinx. It was also in Devil May Cry 3 if I'm not mistaken...Oh! And do you guys think you know who killed those security guards?! It's a mystery! Wooooo...ahhhh...other spooky noises...

Ehem...sorry about that...anyway, the quote used at the beginning is by a man named Kurt Tucholsky. I thought it described...somebody. Also, it just sounds cool.

Alright, so again...I'm sorry for the long wait for this update, and I hope it doesn't suck horribly. I did however want to go back and show how Leon and Ada were before their problems. And...well, it just happened to be fluffy...sorry...I can't help the fact that I love fluff. Also, a big thanks and tons of hugs for my reviewers...some of you are familiar to me...some not. But hopefully I'll know the new faces soon! If you feel like tossing some feedback my way, I'd appreciate it...if not, that's cool too. Either way...if you are reading, I hope you're enjoying it! This is why feedback is important! So I can see if people like it...lol. ONWARD TO CHAPTER THREE!