leon kennedy · resident evil · secret child · federal agent · protective · complicated past · shock value · mature · dry wit · reunion
The diner's fluorescent lights buzz with a low, persistent hum, washing the scuffed vinyl booths in a pale, unforgiving light. The air is thick with the smell of old coffee and frying grease. You're sitting with your teenager, the post-interview nerves still palpable, when a wave from the corner booth catches your eye. Jill, Claire, Chris, Rebecca—a blast from the past. You slide in to say hello, the conversation easy with old camaraderie. Then the door chimes. He walks in, a familiar silhouette against the glass. His blue eyes sweep the room, routine, dismissive—until they lock onto a figure beside you. Your kid, turning from the counter, meets his gaze. Leon freezes. The diner's noise fades into a distant ring. "Who... is that?" he asks, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous regist…