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What is Happening to Me (Part 4)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,523 Contains: Fluff, nightmares, cute Leon looking after his injured girlfriend.

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Morning finally came. You wake to the sunlight streaming in through the window of the loft. There was a translucent white curtain, however it was more for looks than to keep out the light. Instead it only accentuated the sunlight and made the area brighter. You stretch your arms and legs as they had stayed in one place through the night, your body subconsciously not wanting to move in case it hurt itself. Sitting up you felt more tender than normal and remembered the nightmare you had last night, causing you to sit up straight out of a dead sleep. You would assume with a silly nightmare you would forget about it by morning, or at least forget the details, but not this time. Everything was still as clear as if it was a real memory you had.

Shaking your head you turn your head around to look at the other side of the bed now behind you as your legs were swung, hanging over the edge of the bed. Leon wasn't there, the blanket pulled up to the pillow, that's when the smell hit your nose.

You stand to your feet, your right hand holding your left side, hunched over with your left hand reaching for and leaning on everything it could come in contact with to aid you in walking. Making your way slowly down the stairs, some creaking under your weight alerting Leon to you coming down. "Morning, I was hoping your wouldn't be up until I finished cooking, so you could eat in bed." He smiled warmly with a hint of disappointment in his eyes that you were now out of bed. "I can go back up if you really want me to eat in bed? I might get there by the time you're finished cooking." You joke at how slow you were moving. Leon caught the hint and steps out of the kitchen that was under the stairs to the loft, his head poking out from under the them to look up at you with wide, bright blue eyes. His eyebrows raised up showing a questioning concern, seeing your hunched over form. "Hold on." He says ducking back under the stairs, making sure nothing was going to burn while he was away from the stove before walking up to meet you. In one fell swoop you were scooped up into his arms and he was carrying you down the stairs, being careful not to jolt you or bend you too much.

Gently placing you down on the large, grey material lounge, Leon straightens up and makes sure you were comfortable, laying a blanket over you before making his way back over to the kitchen. "I'm just cooking some pancakes." He states as he flips the one in the pan, making it sizzle. "Oh, I love pancakes!" You say with a big smile on your face, watching Leon in the kitchen that was directly in front of you. He turns around and gives you a smile, a specific one that if looks could have words, this one said "I know". Feeling your cheeks turn red you hide your smile and cheeks under the blanket he had placed over you, keeping you warm in the early morning coolness. You keep your eyes on the back of his head, his hair slightly messy from sleeping, but it still looked basically perfect from when he would visit you in the hospital. The light grey t-shirt he had on was pulling with every movement of his shoulders and arms, showing just how muscular his shoulder blades and neck muscles were. They were no where near as muscular as the other guys... Chris? But they were visible and a very nice size, complimenting his figure, He must work out a lot. Come to think of it, maybe you did too with how fit your own body was. Maybe it was your job?

"You know it's rude to stare." Leon said, snapping you out of your gaze. You felt your entire face go red this time and cover your entire head under the blanket. "Sorry.. How did you know I was looking at you?" You asked hearing him walking towards you, feeling the lounge dip down slightly at your side as he sat. "I'm psychic.." He said pulling the blanket from your head and seeing your blushing face. He gives a smile once again and presses a kiss to your forehead while placing a plate, with one medium sized pancake, on your lap. Maple syrup soaked into the pancake, plus enough to still be dripping off the edges. "You are?" You asked slightly surprised and looked over to the kitchen where he had been standing and saw a very clear reflection of you in the light grey tiles. Giving him a slight smack on the arm, his smile widened as he stood up knowing you had just seen your reflection.

"I have been called back to work today, seeing as you are back home and moving around." Leon states as he stood beside you, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he watched you digging into your pancake that tasted SOOO GOOOOD! You look up to him after melting from the flavours in your mouth, seeing an expression of worry and uncertainty. "Leon I'll be fine, you can go to work if you've been called in." You assure him then place another piece of the pancake in your mouth, your eyes closing at the taste. You shake your head. "These are really good, man.. you can cook these any time of the day if you want to." Leon just sighs and places his hand on your head, rubbing it to mess your hair up slightly before dropping his hand back to his side, making his way back over to the kitchen to grab his stack. You watch him as he walks away, your eyes not being able to help but look down to his butt for a few seconds to take it in. "It's your recipe." He says turning off the overhead fan and making his way back over to sit beside you while he ate his own breakfast.

"Really? Well then... You're welcome." You say cheekily before taking another bite. "And I thank you. It's basically the only thing I can cook properly." He states with a mouthful of food. You smile and watch him swallow it down and shove in another large mouthful, his cheeks poking out like a chipmunks. Seeing you staring at him with a smile he paused, cheek full of food and eyes wide. They flick away and then back to you quickly. "What?" "Nothing... I'm just surprised you don't choke when you eat." You say shrugging and turning back to your own half eaten pancake. Leon just roles his eyes as he resumes chewing and swallows before repeating.

After you had both finished eating, Leon took your plates and cleaned up, going to take a quick shower before getting ready for work. He wore his usual. Some dark jeans, leather belt, a dark blue button up shirt and a black leather jacket. He had asked you multiple times if you were going to be okay while he was gone and to call him if you needed anything, no matter how small it was. He had showed you in your phone Chris and Claire's numbers incase you couldn't get ahold of him. You basically had to push him out of the door so he would leave. Giving you a kiss on the cheek before making his way over to his bike. You remember the last glance he gave you before revving the engine and speeding off down the driveway, he was a bit late, but had an excuse. You. Not to throw you under the bus or anything.

-----*A few hours later*-----

Right now you were laying on the lounge reading a book, it had been sitting on the coffee table right beside you, leaving the bookmark in though, not knowing if it had been you before your accident or Leons. But you were starting from the start. You had read a few pages before your eyes kept flicking to the weapons in the case on display. Eventually giving into your temptations, you remember the page number you were on and then close the book as you roll awkwardly off the lounge, not able to sit up properly. You finally make your way over to where the combat knives and shot gun were, looking in another case one handgun was missing from what you remembered seeing yesterday. That must have been the extra gun Leon had strapped to his right thigh when he left for work. Damn it.. What was your job? You were going to do some investigating around the house. There had to be an office or filing cabinet here somewhere, right?

Opening every door in the house there was one other room, a guest bedroom with a double bed in it. None of the drawers in your house had any documentation on anything, you found one receipt.. To a fast food place. The only really important thing you had found was a badge, your name on the card under it and that was it. Exhausted by your efforts, you slowly make your way dejectedly onto the back porch. Slipping into the hammock, you pull up a blanket over your body and look out over the gorgeous valley and forest that surrounds your home. Listening to the birds and the trees rustling, you find your eyes growing heavy. Body going limp to the slight swing of the hammock, and soon enough you were fast asleep.

-----*Unknown time later*-----

You found yourself waking up once again to a nightmare. This had been happening almost every time you would fall asleep, even in the hospital. But they had been getting more and more vivid, as if you were actually there and reliving a memory. This time you had been in a group of zombies, running away from the fast ones and shooting them once you would get enough distance between you and them. Your surroundings were on fire and destroyed buildings were everywhere you looked. Your legs flail as you wake up after being grabbed and pulled back by many hands on your shoulders. Opening your eyes you were swiping away real hands that held your shoulders, the hammock flipping over, throwing you onto your right side on the wooden deck. The person who's hands you had just swiped away kneels down beside you not wanting to touch you again, just incase you were still in your dream state. "Hey, hey.. It's okay, you're safe!" Cooed the voice gently, a females voice, her jean covered legs in your view as your eyes shoot open and the sudden pain of falling to the wooden deck hits your body. "SSSSSHHHHHit....." You hissed and pushed yourself to your hands and knees, your breath heavy and a hand comes to rest on the middle of your back. "Take it easy.." She warns, you look up to see who it was, half recognising the voice and seeing Claire.

"Oh, hey.. Sorry, did I kick you?" You asked as she helped you to your feet very carefully. "No, you didn't. I could see you were having a nightmare. You have those often?" She asked grabbing your waist and helping you inside. The sun had started to go down and you noticed how cold you were. "Yeah... Lately lately anyway. I don't know if I used to before or not, but they make no sense." You say as you sit down with Claire's help. She rugs you up and then sits beside you on the lounge. "What do you mean by that?" She asks as she tucks her feet under the blanket with you. "Well.. I'm always running from something. Either zombies or big scary monsters. I said last night when I woke up from one that maybe I watch too many scary movies, but Leon didn't seem amused by that. We don't even have any DVD's in this house, so I don't know where all these dreams are coming from." You explained as best you could to Claire. Her brows were furrowed at your description, giving you the same stone cold stare Leon did last night. "Leon looked that exact way at me, when I told him what chased me and woke me up last night." You explain pointing at her face, which causes her brows to raise in surprise and then sigh heavily. "And I looked around for any records of what our job is, the only thing I found was weapons... And a badge with my name on it, of some company I don't even know." You say pulling out the badge from your pajama pants pocket, handing it to her.

"Has, Leon at least talked to you about what you guys do?" Claire finally says after looking to the badge, being well aware of it as you both would carry it around everywhere as your ID. You shake your head. "The only thing he has confirmed is that we aren't assassins.." You explain with a pout, crossing your arms over your chest in a huff. "Claire?" You ask after a moment of silence. "Mmm?" She responds looking back over to you, placing your badge on your lap.

"Are we... We must be some kind of officer right? The weapons... The secrecy... It makes sense, right?" You asked, hoping your train of thought didn't sound too far fetched. "I mean, this literally says 'Devision Of Security Operations'." You read out to her. "Security.." You repeat.

"Look... I'm not going to say much, that is something the both of you need to talk about. But, I will say you are on the right track with the Officer thing." Claire explains putting her hands up in surrender. She really didn't want to get told off by Leon for spilling something, even though it's not like you wouldn't be told or find out eventually anyway. You sat there in silence once again, you were going to do it. Tonight when Leon came home from work you would ask him what your job is. You had been putting it off and only more questions would-

"Oh, I am also here 'cause Leon texted me to come check on you, I brought us some dinner to eat if you're hungry?" Claire says cutting off your thoughts. "He won't be coming back home for another day or two. He ended up having to go.. um... Out of state." She said, choosing her words carefully as she stands up and makes her way to the kitchen.

"What?!" Damn. There goes getting answers tonight. 

"Yeah, work needs him to take care of something elsewhere. I'm going to be staying here with you until he gets back, if that's okay?" She smiles as she peels off the lids to some plastic containers. "I just got us some fried rice and black bean noodles." She adds seeing your sad expression from the sudden news. You only give her a nod as you stare at the badge on your lap.

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off topic vent

so right now im driking straight vodka becsue my bf now ex just broke up wihtme but i was crying before he even broke up wiht me bc ik something was wronf bc he dintt tell me goodnight nor called me bc he knws i go too sleep watchng him game and so he wil call me around 9 every night and then i will fall asleep around 1 then he will hangupp when he goes goes sleep then tets me live yu goodnight and he ddint do any of that s i wqas crying bc ik he was falling out of love then i get a paragraph from him saying that he doeant want drama at schol os we can just date in the summer when we both agreed to keeping a private relatuonship and knw ive alr relasped on alc and sh which i ha no chocie i was strapped bc everyone is asleep rn i cant talk to anyone that i normally talk to bc everyone has left me iver fucking stupid ass drama and they didnt even get ,y side off the stey s i ave no one to turnn to andat this point im just gonna get worse bc it hapened the same excat sht n thats why iwas heartless and went cld fr 8 fucking ,nth and then i let this ine in and i was deeply in lve wiht him like the ft we did and everything omg it was amazing and idk hat to do at this pointt

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ATMA SHANTI || SRI KAILASAM ||

THE SPH NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM BLESSES AND LIBERATES THE SOUL OF SRI KAILASAM, PREMONASTIC FATHER OF MA JNANATMA SWAMI, A SANYASIS OF THE NITHYANANDA SANYAS ORDER WHO HAS LEFT US AND ATTAINED MAHAKAILASA TODAY. THE FOLLOWING ARE AN ACCOUNT OF MA JNANATMA SWAMI DESCRIBING THE IN DETAIL HOW THE INCARNATION HAD LIBERATED SRI KAILASAM WHILE TAKING CARE OF SMT. KAILASAM WITH UTMOST COMPASSION AND CARE.

OM NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVOHAM

In eternal gratitude at the lotus feet of my beloved Swamiji.

An incomprehensible rare cosmic happening narrated in a comprehensible language!

This post is an “exactly-as-it-happened” narration of “How a Chennai devotee, KAILASAM ayya (aged 73 years), was liberated by The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism JGM HDH Bhagavan Nithyananda Paramashivam (Swamiji) today (20th of May 2021). Kailasam ayya was running KAILASA in Tambaram Center, Chennai, South India, a Home temple blessed by Swamiji in his own house, for the last 7 years. Kailasam ayya is also the poorvashram (pre-monastic) father of Ma Jnanatma Swami, Poorna Sanyasi of The Nithyananda Order. The below is a narration of Ma Jnanatma Swami as a direct eyewitness to the Cosmic happening of the liberation of Kailasam ayya’s soul by The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism.

Right before the Devi Bhava Samadhi Darshan started, at 7.00am IST, on 20th May 2021 (IST), I got a message from Swamiji’s secretary that “Swamiji is taking care of your poorvashram father”. My pre-monastic mother had sent a message to Swamiji directly on Facebook messenger over the past week or so saying that Kailasam ayya is not well, was infected with Covid and admitted in the hospital. From then, Swamiji has been healing him and responding directly to my poorvashram (pre-monastic) mother’s messages. This morning at 7am IST, I got a direct message from Swamiji saying that HE is taking care of my poorvashram father. I hadn’t asked for any blessing nor sent any message from my end. So I took it as a general reassurance from Swamiji and immediately passed the message to my poorvashram mother and told her not to worry or be concerned.

Shortly after the Devi Bhava Samadhi darshan, around 8.30am, my pre-monastic brother (who reached India from the US only this morning) messaged me saying Kailasam ayya’s condition is very critical and doctors are resuscitating him and informed the family to come quickly to the hospital. I immediately passed a message to Swamiji and got a response back saying “Swamiji is taking care, Swamiji will do what needs to be done”.

I called my pre-monastic mother and conveyed Swamiji’s blessings and said that Swamiji is taking care and that there is no need for her to worry. I was on the phone with my pre-monastic mother and she had just then reached the hospital. It was around 9.00am by then.

At that moment, I got a message from Swamiji :

JNANTHMA I AM ATTENDING TO UR POORVASHRAM FATHER

TELL UR POORVASHRAM, MOM

MOSTLY HE WILL RELAX

I WILL THERE RIGHT NOW WITH HIM

TELL HER NOT TO WORRY

U ALSO DONT WORRY

HE HAS DONE ALL HIS RESPONSIBILITIES

HE IS RELAXED

TELL UR POORVASHRAM BROTHER TOOO

I AM FLOODING UR POORVASHRAM DAD WITH HIGH ENERGY

HE CAN USE IT FOR RECOVERY OR LIBERATION

BUT RIGHT NOW I AM THERE WITH HIM

CALL AND INFORM UR POOR VASHRAM MOM

CAN U CALL AND ASK UR MOM TO FIND OUT

CAN I TALK TO UR DAD

I WANT TO TALK TO HIM

Till this moment, my poorvashram family only knew that my pre-monastic father was in ICU. They did not know his condition. We first got the news that my pre-monastic father’s soul has relaxed only from Swamiji. I called and conveyed the same to my mother. She first heard from me and at the same time, the doctors conveyed to my pre-monastic brother that my pre-monastic father had passed away (by the time they reached the hospital).

My pre-monastic mother started breaking down. At that moment, Swamiji came on the call directly, and I conferenced my pre-monastic mother and Swamiji directly spoke to her. My pre-monastic mother started crying, lamenting, saying “please take me away. I want to be deerga sumangali (un-widowed). Take me also away with him. Liberate me also”. Swamiji so patiently listened to her. She said, “You gave me a boon Swamiji that i will be deerga sumangali. I want to die as sumangali. Please take me away also. Let my son do the final rites for both of us together”. I did not want Swamiji’s precious time to be wasted. So I told my poorvashram mother, “Swamiji is there taking care. You dont worry. You relax”. Swamiji intervened and said. “Jnanatma, you keep quiet. I am directly attending to your mother. You keep quiet”. I realized what Swamiji was doing to my mother. Swamiji was just patiently listening, allowing her to outpour all her suffering, pain, and anguish, and was healing her. I just kept quiet and Swamiji allowed her to express herself fully for a few minutes and then Swamiji told me to find out the situation and update further. The call ended.

As soon as the call got over, Swamiji immediately messaged me and said,

I AM RESTING

I AM RELAXING HIM RIGHT NOW

STILL HE HAS NOT CROSSED THE CAUSAL BODY

HE IS STILL RESTING

RELAXING

As I was reading the above messages from Swamiji, right at this time, I got a call from Swamijis secretary, asking if I can talk to the doctors and ask them to employ all the final revival methods, like an electric shock or any other methods possible to revive him. I spoke to the doctors and asked, but they said Kailasam ayya passed away at 7am itself (and i spoke to them at 9am) and that they tried everything possible, as per the procedure, and only then pronounced him as dead. Please note this was the exact same time, I got a message from Swamiji, before Devi Parashakti Bhava Samadhi Darshan, saying “Swamiji is taking care of your poorvashram father”. Before any of us knew, Swamiji knew and was taking care of.

I now conveyed to Swamiji that all resuscitation methods were tried and Kailasam ayya is not responding to any of that. Then immediately, Swamiji asked if Swamiji could speak to my poorvashram father and asked if they can keep the phone in the ears of my poorvashram father. It was immediately arranged and once I got confirmation that the phone was kept at his ears, I conveyed the same to Swamiji. Swamiji came on the phone call, I was on the call as well and on the other end, the phone was kept on the years of my poorvashram father. Swamiji gave MANTROPADESAM to my poorvashram father, chanted the mahavakyas (Divine Utterances) on the phone

Prajñānam Brahma (प्रज्ञानम् ब्रह्म)

Ayam Ātmā Brahma (अयम् आत्मा ब्रह्म)

Tat Tvam Asi (तत् त्वम् असि)

Aham Brahmāsmi (अहम् ब्रह्मास्मि)

And few other mantras (i am unable to recollect now). I could only feel my phone was vibrating with the intense energy of Swamijis chanting, my being was reverberating with Swamijis presence and energy and all along I felt, what a blessing and what have I done to deserve this? My being just melted in the over pouring of love and compassion of Swamiji.

After finishing the chanting of the mantras, the call ended and I got the below messages from Swamiji

I TOOK CARE

HE JUST BEAUTIFULLY RECEIVED SANYAS AND RELAXED

NOW HE IS POORNA SANYAS

I GAVE HIM APATH SANYASA

AND MAHAVAKYOPADHESHAM

AND RELAXED HIM

HE REPEATED WHEN I GAVE HIM MAHAVAAKYA

AND RELAXED

I didn't even know how to respond to the Happening. I just felt blessed, over blessed, over over blessed to witness this Cosmic Happening. What did I just hear.. It was one of the most powerful initiations I have witnessed.

I spoke to my poorvashram mother and brother and conveyed the above message to them. And then Swamiji shared

TELL UR MOM

I AM PARAMASHIVA I WON'T LIE TO HER IN THIS CRISIS

I AM ARUNACHALESHWARA

I RELAXED HIM IN TO KAILASA

SHE SHD JUST RELAX

SHE IS DEERKA SUMANGALI

BECAUSE HE IS NOT DEAD OR TOOK ANOTHER BIRTH

HE IS WIHTME IN ME NOW

THE BOON I GAVE FOR UR MOM IS NOT LIE OR WASTE

HE IS NOT DEAD

SHE IS DEERKA SUMANGALI

SEND ALL THIS MESSAGE SCREEN SHOT TO HER

TRY TO GET THIS AUDIO RECORDING

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I GAVE MAHAVAAKYA AND SANYAS DEEKSHA THRU PHONE REMOTELY

TELL UR MOM THEY ALL SERVED ME

I WONT LIE TO HER DURING THIS CRISIS

I AM ARUNACHALESHWARA

I LIBERATED HIM FULLY

HE IS IN SAYUJYA WITH ME

As I was getting these messages from Swamiji directly, I was on call with my poorvashram mother and kept conveying as i was receiving these messages.

And then Swamiji said,

WHAT A DEATH ACTUALLY ALL OF U SHD BE JEALOUS OF HIM

WHAT LIBERATION

RECEIVED MAHAVAAKYA FULLY AND LEFT TO KAILASA

TELL UR MOM JNANATHMA

AFTER EATIN HER FOOD I BLESSED SHE WILL BE DEERKA SUMANGALI

SO IT IS TRU BLESSINGS

HE IS NOT DEAD

HE I SLIBERATED

HE IS LIBERATED

SO UR MOM IS DEERKA SUMANGALI

EVEN MY GRAND FATHER WASNT ABLE TO RECEIVE MAHAVAAKYA FROM ME DIRECTLY

SAAMI NANDRI MARAKKATHU

NINDRU ENRENDRUM KAAKUM

I DID WHAT GURU SHD DO

AND GOD SHD DO

BOTH TO HIM NOW

I GAVE TO HIM WHAT I GAVE TO MY DAD

ANTHIMA SANYASA AND MAHAVAAKYA AND LIBERATION

I have been the most fortunate direct witness to to my poorvashram father getting liberated by Swamiji. Throughout the whole process, I just felt Swamijis’ extreme compassion and love. Swamiji need not have done any of this. Kailasam ayya was just a simple devotee. But the love and compassion of Swamiji, has no bounds. I don't know what else to say. Everyday on NithyanandaTV, I ask so many devotees to express / share their experience, but today I stand dumbfounded as I type this. English is too poor, language is too poor, to express the love, compassion and thyaga (sacrifice) of THE GURU, THE AVATAR, THE ULTIMATE, THE PARAMASHIVA.

SRI GURU GITA

ध्यानमूलं गुरोर्मूर्तिः पूजामूलं गुरोः पदम्।

मन्त्रमूलं गुरोर्वाक्यं मोक्षमूलं गुरोः कृपा॥७६॥

Dhyānamūlaṁ gurormūrtiḥ pūjāmūlaṁ guroḥ padam|

Mantramūlaṁ gurorvākyaṁ mokṣamūlaṁ guroḥ kṛpā||76||

The root of meditation the form of the Guru ;

the root of worship (is) the feet of the Guru ;

the root of the Mantra (is) the words of the Guru ;

(and) the root of Liberation (is) the compassion of the Guru ||76||

I have chanted this verse many times, but today I experienced it. Today I witnessed it, I was blessed to witness this. It is just by the sheer compassion of the Guru, a being attains Liberation! Nothing Else ! Nothing Else ! Nothing Else !

So many people have asked me, “You have left your parents and taken Sanyas. Who will take care of your parents?” This article is the answer for this question! Even if I had been the ordinary daughter of Kaliasam ayya, what could I have done? Stood next to the body and cried uncontrollably? As the daughter of The Avatar, a sanyas disciple, I was witness to my Guru liberating my poorvashram father. This soul, which had gone through millions and millions of birth and death, finally reached the ultimate purpose of human life in this birth, all karmas dissolved, all bondages broken and reached the lotus feet of The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism and is residing in KAILASA!!

Millions of dollars in bank accounts could not have done what Swamiji did today!

Hundreds of properties in your name could not have done what Swamiji did today!

Tens of Children, grandchildren, relatives could not have done what Swamiji did today!

The name and fame you gather could have not done what Swamiji did today!

When the money in your bank account is useless,

When all your properties in your name is useless,

When all your relatives, near and dear ones are helpless,

When your name and fame is useless,

When your body is no longer yours,

There is only one thing that can save you.

That is THE SUPREME PONTIFF OF HINDUISM, THE AVATAR, HDH BHAGAVAN NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM !!

In eternal gratitude at the lotus feet of MY GURU, MY ETERNAL FATHER, SWAMIJI !

p.s all of you may not get an incarnation to protect you / liberate you from COVID, so please wear mask, quarantine yourself and be safe

[kailasanithyanandagurukulsea]

ATMA SHANTI || SRI KAILASAM || THE SPH NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM BLESSES AND LIBERATES THE SOUL OF SRI KAILASAM, PREMONAS...

ATMA SHANTI || SRI KAILASAM || THE SPH NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM BLESSES AND LIBERATES THE SOUL OF SRI KAILASAM, PREMONASTIC FATHER OF MA NITHYA JNANATMANANDA SWAMI, A SANYASIS OF THE NITHYANANDA SANYAS ORDER WHO HAS LEFT US AND ATTAINED MAHAKAILASA TODAY. THE FOLLOWING ARE AN ACCOUNT OF MA JNANATMA SWAMI DESCRIBING THE IN DETAIL HOW THE INCARNATION HAD LIBERATED SRI KAILASAM WHILE TAKING CARE OF SMT. KAILASAM WITH UTMOST COMPASSION AND CARE. OM NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVOHAM In e...ternal gratitude at the lotus feet of my beloved Swamiji. An incomprehensible rare cosmic happening narrated in a comprehensible language! This post is an “exactly-as-it-happened” narration of “How a Chennai devotee, KAILASAM ayya, was liberated by The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism (Swamiji) today (20th of May 2021). Kailasam ayya was running KAILASA in Tambaram Center, Chennai, South India, a Home temple blessed by Swamiji in his own house, for the last 7 years. Kailasam ayya is also the poorvashram (pre-monastic) father of Ma Nithya Jnanatmananda Swami, Poorna Sanyasi of The Nithyananda Order. The below is a narration of Ma Jnanatma Swami as a direct eyewitness to the Cosmic happening of the liberation of Kailasam ayya’s soul by The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism. Right before the Devi Bhava Samadhi Darshan started, at 7.00am IST, on 20th May 2021 (IST), I got a message from Swamiji’s secretary that “Swamiji is taking care of your poorvashram father”. My pre-monastic mother had sent a message to Swamiji directly on Facebook messenger over the past week or so saying that Kailasam ayya is not well, was infected with Covid and admitted in the hospital. From then, Swamiji has been healing him and responding directly to my poorvashram (pre-monastic) mother’s messages. This morning at 7am IST, I got a direct message from Swamiji saying that HE is taking care of my poorvashram father. I hadn’t asked for any blessing nor sent any message from my end. So I took it as a general reassurance from Swamiji and immediately passed the message to my poorvashram mother and told her not to worry or be concerned. Shortly after the Devi Bhava Samadhi darshan, around 8.30am, my pre-monastic brother (who reached India from the US only this morning) messaged me saying Kailasam ayya’s condition is very critical and doctors are resuscitating him and informed the family to come quickly to the hospital. I immediately passed a message to Swamiji and got a response back saying “Swamiji is taking care, Swamiji will do what needs to be done”. I called my pre-monastic mother and conveyed Swamiji’s blessings and said that Swamiji is taking care and that there is no need for her to worry. I was on the phone with my pre-monastic mother and she had just then reached the hospital. It was around 9.00am by then. At that moment, I got a message from Swamiji : JNANTHMA I AM ATTENDING TO UR POORVASHRAM FATHER TELL UR POORVASHRAM, MOM MOSTLY HE WILL RELAX I WILL THERE RIGHT NOW WITH HIM TELL HER NOT TO WORRY U ALSO DONT WORRY HE HAS DONE ALL HIS RESPONSIBILITIES HE IS RELAXED TELL UR POORVASHRAM BROTHER TOOO I AM FLOODING UR POORVASHRAM DAD WITH HIGH ENERGY HE CAN USE IT FOR RECOVERY OR LIBERATION BUT RIGHT NOW I AM THERE WITH HIM CALL AND INFORM UR POOR VASHRAM MOM CAN U CALL AND ASK UR MOM TO FIND OUT CAN I TALK TO UR DAD I WANT TO TALK TO HIM Till this moment, my poorvashram family only knew that my pre-monastic father was in ICU. They did not know his condition. We first got the news that my pre-monastic father’s soul has relaxed only from Swamiji. I called and conveyed the same to my mother. She first heard from me and at the same time, the doctors conveyed to my pre-monastic brother that my pre-monastic father had passed away (by the time they reached the hospital). My pre-monastic mother started breaking down. At that moment, Swamiji came on the call directly, and I conferenced my pre-monastic mother and Swamiji directly spoke to her. My pre-monastic mother started crying, lamenting, saying “please take me away. I want to be deerga sumangali (un-widowed). Take me also away with him. Liberate me also”. Swamiji so patiently listened to her. She said, “You gave me a boon Swamiji that i will be deerga sumangali. I want to die as sumangali. Please take me away also. Let my son do the final rites for both of us together”. I did not want Swamiji’s precious time to be wasted. So I told my poorvashram mother, “Swamiji is there taking care. You dont worry. You relax”. Swamiji intervened and said. “Jnanatma, you keep quiet. I am directly attending to your mother. You keep quiet”. I realized what Swamiji was doing to my mother. Swamiji was just patiently listening, allowing her to outpour all her suffering, pain, and anguish, and was healing her. I just kept quiet and Swamiji allowed her to express herself fully for a few minutes and then Swamiji told me to find out the situation and update further. The call ended. As soon as the call got over, Swamiji immediately messaged me and said, I AM RESTING I AM RELAXING HIM RIGHT NOW STILL HE HAS NOT CROSSED THE CAUSAL BODY HE IS STILL RESTING RELAXING As I was reading the above messages from Swamiji, right at this time, I got a call from Swamijis secretary, asking if I can talk to the doctors and ask them to employ all the final revival methods, like an electric shock or any other methods possible to revive him. I spoke to the doctors and asked, but they said Kailasam ayya passed away at 7am itself (and i spoke to them at 9am) and that they tried everything possible, as per the procedure, and only then pronounced him as dead. Please note this was the exact same time, I got a message from Swamiji, before Devi Parashakti Bhava Samadhi Darshan, saying “Swamiji is taking care of your poorvashram father”. Before any of us knew, Swamiji knew and was taking care of. I now conveyed to Swamiji that all resuscitation methods were tried and Kailasam ayya is not responding to any of that. Then immediately, Swamiji asked if Swamiji could speak to my poorvashram father and asked if they can keep the phone in the ears of my poorvashram father. It was immediately arranged and once I got confirmation that the phone was kept at his ears, I conveyed the same to Swamiji. Swamiji came on the phone call, I was on the call as well and on the other end, the phone was kept on the years of my poorvashram father. Swamiji gave MANTROPADESAM to my poorvashram father, chanted the mahavakyas (Divine Utterances) on the phone Prajñānam Brahma (प्रज्ञानम् ब्रह्म) Ayam Ātmā Brahma (अयम् आत्मा ब्रह्म) Tat Tvam Asi (तत् त्वम् असि) Aham Brahmāsmi (अहम् ब्रह्मास्मि) And few other mantras (i am unable to recollect now). I could only feel my phone was vibrating with the intense energy of Swamijis chanting, my being was reverberating with Swamijis presence and energy and all along I felt, what a blessing and what have I done to deserve this? My being just melted in the over pouring of love and compassion of Swamiji. After finishing the chanting of the mantras, the call ended and I got the below messages from Swamiji I TOOK CARE HE JUST BEAUTIFULLY RECEIVED SANYAS AND RELAXED NOW HE IS POORNA SANYAS I GAVE HIM APATH SANYASA AND MAHAVAKYOPADHESHAM AND RELAXED HIM HE REPEATED WHEN I GAVE HIM MAHAVAAKYA AND RELAXED I didn't even know how to respond to the Happening. I just felt blessed, over blessed, over over blessed to witness this Cosmic Happening. What did I just hear.. It was one of the most powerful initiations I have witnessed. I spoke to my poorvashram mother and brother and conveyed the above message to them. And then Swamiji shared TELL UR MOM I AM PARAMASHIVA I WON'T LIE TO HER IN THIS CRISIS I AM ARUNACHALESHWARA I RELAXED HIM IN TO KAILASA SHE SHD JUST RELAX SHE IS DEERKA SUMANGALI BECAUSE HE IS NOT DEAD OR TOOK ANOTHER BIRTH HE IS WIHTME IN ME NOW THE BOON I GAVE FOR UR MOM IS NOT LIE OR WASTE HE IS NOT DEAD SHE IS DEERKA SUMANGALI SEND ALL THIS MESSAGE SCREEN SHOT TO HER TRY TO GET THIS AUDIO RECORDING THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I GAVE MAHAVAAKYA AND SANYAS DEEKSHA THRU PHONE REMOTELY TELL UR MOM THEY ALL SERVED ME I WONT LIE TO HER DURING THIS CRISIS I AM ARUNACHALESHWARA I LIBERATED HIM FULLY HE IS IN SAYUJYA WITH ME As I was getting these messages from Swamiji directly, I was on call with my poorvashram mother and kept conveying as i was receiving these messages. And then Swamiji said, WHAT A DEATH ACTUALLY ALL OF U SHD BE JEALOUS OF HIM WHAT LIBERATION RECEIVED MAHAVAAKYA FULLY AND LEFT TO KAILASA TELL UR MOM JNANATHMA AFTER EATIN HER FOOD I BLESSED SHE WILL BE DEERKA SUMANGALI SO IT IS TRU BLESSINGS HE IS NOT DEAD HE I SLIBERATED HE IS LIBERATED SO UR MOM IS DEERKA SUMANGALI EVEN MY GRAND FATHER WASNT ABLE TO RECEIVE MAHAVAAKYA FROM ME DIRECTLY SAAMI NANDRI MARAKKATHU NINDRU ENRENDRUM KAAKUM I DID WHAT GURU SHD DO AND GOD SHD DO BOTH TO HIM NOW I GAVE TO HIM WHAT I GAVE TO MY DAD ANTHIMA SANYASA AND MAHAVAAKYA AND LIBERATION I have been the most fortunate direct witness to to my poorvashram father getting liberated by Swamiji. Throughout the whole process, I just felt Swamijis’ extreme compassion and love. Swamiji need not have done any of this. Kailasam ayya was just a simple devotee. But the love and compassion of Swamiji, has no bounds. I don't know what else to say. Everyday on NithyanandaTV, I ask so many devotees to express / share their experience, but today I stand dumbfounded as I type this. English is too poor, language is too poor, to express the love, compassion and thyaga (sacrifice) of THE GURU, THE AVATAR, THE ULTIMATE, THE PARAMASHIVA. SRI GURU GITA ध्यानमूलं गुरोर्मूर्तिः पूजामूलं गुरोः पदम्। मन्त्रमूलं गुरोर्वाक्यं मोक्षमूलं गुरोः कृपा॥७६॥ Dhyānamūlaṁ gurormūrtiḥ pūjāmūlaṁ guroḥ padam| Mantramūlaṁ gurorvākyaṁ mokṣamūlaṁ guroḥ kṛpā||76|| The root of meditation the form of the Guru ; the root of worship (is) the feet of the Guru ; the root of the Mantra (is) the words of the Guru ; (and) the root of Liberation (is) the compassion of the Guru ||76|| I have chanted this verse many times, but today I experienced it. Today I witnessed it, I was blessed to witness this. It is just by the sheer compassion of the Guru, a being attains Liberation! Nothing Else ! Nothing Else ! Nothing Else ! So many people have asked me, “You have left your parents and taken Sanyas. Who will take care of your parents?” This article is the answer for this question! Even if I had been the ordinary daughter of Kaliasam ayya, what could I have done? Stood next to the body and cried uncontrollably? As the daughter of The Avatar, a sanyas disciple, I was witness to my Guru liberating my poorvashram father. This soul, which had gone through millions and millions of birth and death, finally reached the ultimate purpose of human life in this birth, all karmas dissolved, all bondages broken and reached the lotus feet of The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism and is residing in KAILASA!! Millions of dollars in bank accounts could not have done what Swamiji did today! Hundreds of properties in your name could not have done what Swamiji did today! Tens of Children, grandchildren, relatives could not have done what Swamiji did today! The name and fame you gather could have not done what Swamiji did today! When the money in your bank account is useless, When all your properties in your name is useless, When all your relatives, near and dear ones are helpless, When your name and fame is useless, When your body is no longer yours, There is only one thing that can save you. That is THE SUPREME PONTIFF OF HINDUISM, THE AVATAR, HDH BHAGAVAN NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM !! In eternal gratitude at the lotus feet of MY GURU, MY ETERNAL FATHER, SWAMIJI ! p.s all of you may not get an incarnation to protect you / liberate you from COVID, so please wear mask, quarantine yourself and be safe

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What is Happening to Me (Part 16)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 1,907 Contains: Dead Body, Very Sad Leon.

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Leon was silent, everything was rushing through his head, yet at the same time he was thinking about nothing. He never expected to know how he would feel if this ever happened. He had been preparing himself over these passed few hours for if this was the news he was going to receive, but deep in his mind he never actually believed it would be the news he would ever get.

Once Chris was ready to be taken on a stretcher to an aircraft osprey outside, Leon was told to follow. At the moment he was just the body of a human, his mind and soul seeming to not be present anymore.

Chris was secured near the front of the osprey and Leon sat in a chair at Chris' feet. Head hanging low, shoulders sagging with his hands limply resting over his thighs. Just before they were about to take off for the long trip to the United States, two doctors in full disposable splash suits carry a stretcher and place it at the back of the aircraft. A black body bag covered in at least 2 or 3 layers of plastic was on the stretcher. A tag was stuck into the top layers of protective plastic with writing on it.

The body was too far away to be able to read what was on the tag, however the both of them could easily guess what it says. The aircraft then finally took off from the ground, leaving Germany's soil, next to be landing home in Washington, DC.

After 20 minutes Leon had done well to keep himself together as best he could, then he made the mistake of finally looking over to the stretcher they had brought in. This is what breaks him.

Leon's nose scrunches up, the corners of his mouth turning down as his bottom lip quivered. The tears that had just been falling every so often now flow from his eyes like a stream. Slouching in the seat he was in he covers his face with his hands, loud sobs leaving his mouth as he cries. Chris laying was in the stretcher hearing Leon cry like this, he had never heard this sound of pure pain leaving Leon before. He too covered his eyes with a single hand and let tears flow, silently sniffing as his own bottom lip quivered.

-----*9 Hours Later*-----

The whole trip consisted of Chris sleeping and Leon nodding in and out of sleep. He had sat beside the body bag on the stretcher after an hour into the trip. Not caring if the ground was comfortable or not he stayed by the body the whole flight.

Now back home on American soil Chris was carried to another helicopter to be taken to a hospital where he will stay until he is healed enough to go home. Leon was placed in quarantine for 2 days in the DSO's Private Hospital connected to the HQ Buildings. Hunnigan was able to come and see him, asking if she could be the one to tell him he was allowed to go home.

Leon sat in the hospital room, wearing sky blue pants and top the patients were given to wear while in quarantine and recovering in the hospital's patient wing. The door opens.

Leon stays looking out the window, hand fiddling with the white tag around his right wrist, expecting it to be someone with his food. He hadn't been hungry but he could hear your voice in his head telling him to at least eat half of what he was given.

Seeing a familiar reflection in the window his head snaps around, seeing Hunnigan with a bag of his clothes, shoes and other belongings he had been wearing upon entering quarantine. He stands to his feet and walks towards her, eyes having dark rings around them, his complexion paler than normal as he hadn't been getting the right nutrients into him. His cheeks sunken slightly from lack of nutrition.

"Oh Leon.." She says placing his bag of things on the desk beside the door.

He continues to advance closer to her, and she knew exactly what he was going to do. Opening her arms she invites him for the hug he would be taking from her even if she hadn't invited it. He wraps his arms around her and rest his cheek on her shoulder as she rubs his back. Leon was one for physical touch, she had learned this over the many many years of being his FOS since coming into the DSO.

He pulls away from the hug after a few seconds, feeling the prick of more tears wanting to show their ugly heads in his eyes. He hangs his head low and she gently placed her index finger under his chin to urge him to look at her. She could see he had been crying, and a lot.

"Why don't you get dressed? I am going to drive you home. Your bike has been taken back to your place so it'll be waiting there for you." She explained.

Leon only gives a nod and takes the bag on the desk and leaves into the bathroom to change. Placing the hospital clothing in a material hamper in there. Leaving the bathroom, Hunnigan was standing against the desk she had left his stuff. Leon followed her out of the building, knowing which car was hers he could spot it in the car park and makes it his destination. Opening the driver's side door for Ingrid she gives him a smile as she slides into her car. Closing the door after she was in, Leon walks around the front of the silver Audi, sliding into the passenger side of the car. He rests his head against the seat.

Ingrid looks over to Leon as he exhales heavily, giving him a gently look of concern. Her car comes to life and she drives Leon home. Ingrid usually has the radio playing at a low volume, waiting until she was out of the city before turning it off.

Leon's head turns from looking out the window to the radio, knowing she was about to speak up. "I know this is a silly question, but how are you holding up?" She asks, flicking a glance at Leon before looking back to the road in front of her.

Leon just huffs out a breathy laugh, turning his head to the window on his right, chin resting in his hand. "I don't know. Not good. But at the same time it hasn't hit me yet. You know?"

Ingrid nods in understanding. She wasn't sure how he would be feeling, but she was also torn up about the situation. They sit at a red light and Ingrid suddenly exhales, turning her blinker off, going straight instead of turning left into the hills to Leon's house.

"My house is that way." Leon says as they start moving on the green.

"I know. I'm not taking you home."

Leon frowns looking to her with confusion. "What? You wanting to get something to eat first? I'm not hungry so you don't need to worry about me." He says turning back to look out his window.

"I'm taking you back to the Facility."

This makes Leon adjust his position in his seat. "I don't need to go back to the hospital if that's what you're thinking."

Ingrid shakes her head as she does a loop around the block, undoing their progress of going to Leon's home. After a few minutes of silence she pipes up. "I'm taking you to the morgue."

Leon felt his chest tighten. He would like to say his goodbyes, hold her hand one last time, apologies. He needed closure. "Thank you."

Ingrid nods and continues to drive back to the facility, parking her car around the back of the hospital wing. Both make their way into the lower levels where the morgue is. Walking up to the front desk, Leon trails behind Ingrid, hands in his leather jacket pockets.

"We are wanting to view a body." Ingrid says to the receptionist.

"What is the name?" She asks, rolling her chair to the other side of the desk surrounding her. Taking out a folder from a drawer she flicks through to the back. Ingrid gives the receptionist your name and she nods getting your body's location. "This way." She says standing up, leading the both of them down the cold hallway and into a room on the right.

Entering the room, the lady walks along the wall of silver doors. "Right here." She says as she opens the silver door with your name and pulls out the tray. The same black body bag is on the tray, this time without the layering of plastic.

"Lucky you came in today, she was supposed to be taken to the furnace this morning. But we seem to be having trouble with the lighting mechanism." She nods and looks to Leon, taking notice now if his posture. "I'll leave you alone." She then leaves the room, closing the door behind her to give them that little bit more privacy.

Ingrid watches the lady leave and turns to the black body bag. Taking it upon herself, she starts to unzip it. Ingrid frowns upon seeing the body. "That's.." She then struts towards the door, opening it and catching the lady halfway down the hall.

Leon's back straightens as he sees Ingrid leave the room, that wasn't like her, she wasn't one to shy away from a dead body. Even if it was a close friend. Leon brings himself to look at the body bag. Stepping closer he opens what Ingrid had unzipped. It wasn't you. Was there maybe a mix up?

He steps back and looks at the name on the metal door. That was your name, so why wasn't this you lying on the tray? He closed the bag and gently pushed the tray in, closing the door quietly to be respectful to whoever this was.

Leon leaves the room and walks at a fast pace towards Ingrid talking to the lady going through files on her desk.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. But this is the exact same body that came in the other day. Everything is checking out other than the obvious." The poor lady says stressing, maybe there was a mix up? But all the information she had was correct.

Ingrid looks to Leon who overhears as he approached. "I don't think she came back with you." She says to Leon who's eyes widen. She couldn't tell what emotion it was from though.

Leon hurries to the stairs and starts to walk up them quickly. "Leon!" She calls then huffs out, turning to the girl behind the counter. "Thank you, but maybe we should get finger prints of the body and see who it is before you burn her." 

The girl then nods, hopping on the desk phone to her manager. Ingrid chasing after Leon and exiting the building. Leon was pacing, his hand holding his phone to his ear.

"Come on.. pick up." He says to himself.

"Leon?"

"Chris! It's not (Y/N)!" Leon said as soon as he heard Chris answer.

"What? What do you mean it's not her?" Chris was confused. "The body that came back with us?"

Leon continues to pace back and forth, his free hand running through his hair, pulling his fringe back. "Yes. She's still in Germany!"

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What is Happening to Me (Part 7)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,681 Contains: Training, comfort, fluff, good boyfriend Leon.

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Sitting on Leon's lap for what seemed a good hour, he didn't seem to want to let you go. You were sure you had made his legs numb by now, even though when you would ask he kept saying they were fine. You couldn't tell if he was blaming himself for something or just wanting to hold you, but over the hour you had asked what happened in your memory from Racoon City. He also told you all about how the two of you had met. "So.. I saved your butt first?" You asked amused.

Leon nods, a small smile on his face as he remembers you grabbing the gun from an undead cop's hip holster, kicking the back of his knee and shooting him in the head when he was down. It was that moment, the very first time he saw you, he knew he wanted to get to know you more. Even if his girlfriend had literally just broken up with him that night before, she was a distant memory in that moment, not that she was very nice to him anyway. The most vivid memory was when the gun had gone off 2 times, and when he looked up to see who had saved him, you stood there. Looking down at the now very much dead cop, his gun in your hand, hair falling in front of your eye, sticking to your clammy face. Clothes grimy and covered in viscera, a blue tank top under a black and white, woolen tartan shirt, one shoulder slid halfway down your arm. You laughed at him because of the way he was looking at you, his cheeks were very clearly red.

You smile seeing Leon remember this memory, at least there was one thing that could make him smile thinking back to the worst moment of his life. And that thought was you. Coming back to reality, Leon turned his head to face you, your noses almost touch with him keeping you on his lap. You see his eyes flick down to your lips then doing his usual and leans up to press a kiss to your forehead, your hand coming up quickly to place on his lips. Leon looks into your eyes a little confused. "Sorry, do you... Feel uncomfortable when I kiss you? I probably should have asked before I started doing that. I just-" He was silenced as your lips press to his. Leon's eyes widen at the feeling of your lips on his, he had missed it so much. Closing his eyes he leans into the kiss, you hear him sniff and open your eyes, pulling away.

You see tears running from the corners of his eyes and you feel yourself tense up. "Leon? Are you okay?" You asked gently, wiping a tear away as it started to slide down his cheek.

"I'm fine, great actually!" He said with a sob filled laugh, pulling his hands up to wipe his eyes. "Sorry, I've just missed that. I wasn't too sure if I was every going to get you back."

"Get me back? But I'm alive?" You said trying to understand what he meant.

"No... No, I mean our love, I wasn't sure if you would remember me in that way." He explained as best he could.

"Oh, Leon." Your face softens. "You have cared for me and shown me your love ever since I woke up. I don't remember our love or our relationship, but what you have shown me, with your actions and kindness. There is no way I couldn't NOT fall in love with you again. I feel like the luckiest person in the world." You smile brightly and press one more peck to his lips for good measure before snuggling into his chest once again. You feel your cheeks go a bright red as you hear his heartrate was faster than before, his arms wrapping around you tighter.

"Thank you, (Y/N)." He whispers into the top of your head before resting his cheek there.

-----*2 Months Later*-----

Over the weeks, you and Leon only grew closer, it would never be as close as you were before your head injury, however, it was very close. You were still you, even if you didn't remember your past, and you got to know Leon once again. His likes, his dislikes, certain habits he had. And every time he would eat, you would wait for him to choke but he never did. The amount of food that man would shove in his mouth was inhuman, a few times you would think of what else that mouth could do, but you weren't ready for that just yet. Once you were able to walk around normally again he started to help you with training, first showing you how each gun you used worked, how to dismantle and clean them, and so on. Though every time he would go to teach you it was still second nature to you, doing everything perfectly without even having to think about it.

Leon didn't really know how to feel about it. Your memory was gone, but with the amount of physical and mental training the both of you went through had seemed to stick. It was basically engraved into your subconscious and not even a brain injury like yours could erase it. A part of him hoped you didn't remember so you had an excuse to never go back to this life, but another part of him hoped you did remember. The blackmailing the government held over your head was far riskier than his own blackmail, though right now he wasn't going to tell you this. Allowing you to think you do this because you felt you needed to protect people. That was part of the reason you both continued, but only a small part.

Recently he had started doing combat with you, not pushing you too hard as you were still not fully healed, but enough to get your reflexes and aiming up to where it was. You could still put him on his back even when he would try his almost best. You would swear he was going easy on you though, that and you had the excuse you were shorter than him. So you could get under his legs and trip him up easier.

Right now, you were currently getting dressed after a shower. It was early in the morning and Leon was eating his breakfast having already showered and gotten dressed for work. You were finally going on a mission with him. He was worried about you going on a mission, not sure how you would fair. Yet he felt better that Hunnigan had made sure you were both together for your first mission back. You stood there in front of the mirror, your lower half dressed in hiking sneakers and dark cargo pants. You wore a sports bra, your dark green t-shirt in your hands as you look at the scars on your left side in your reflection. It was now healed, the skin was still tender, but it was fine. Tracing your fingers over the scars you then pull on your top and plat your hair before leaving the bathroom. 

"I made you breakfast." Leon says as soon as he heard the bathroom door opening. Making your way over to the island bench you saw a piece of toast with your favourite spread on it and two boiled and peeled eggs beside it.

"Thanks." You say starting to eat. Leon leaned his elbows on the bench, hands clasped together. Reading your expression, well trying to. He was finding it difficult at the moment.

"You okay?" He asks after you to swallow your mouthful.

Nodding you look up to him and force a smile. "Yeah, I'm a bit nervous and excited at the same time." You answer. "I don't know how I'm gonna go, but if I can remember everything when you were going through training with me, I'm sure I'll be fine." You assure him, but mainly you were assuring yourself.

Leon gives a nod and stands up grabbing your belt and other such equipment you needed to still strap to your legs and shoulders. Once you finish your breakfast you slip on your shoulder holsters and connect the holster to the back of your belt. Leon walks around the island bench from the kitchen side to you and wraps his arms around you from behind. "Please be careful and stay alert at all times. Okay?" He asks.

You turn around in his arms and wrap yours around his waist. "And I'll say the same to you, don't worry about me. I'm sure I'll be fine. I haven't had any of those memory episodes in a week now." You assure him. Leon nods and leans down to press a kiss to your lips before pulling away and walking to the door, grabbing two backpacks that were there and your own leather jacket. Walking over to him you put on your jacked and reach for your badge, shoving it in your back pocket. He opens the door for you and you put on your backpack as you make your way outside into the freezing morning air, the sun slightly making it easier to see everything. Walking over to Leon's Ducati you wait for him to hop on first then slide on after him, wrapping your arms around his torso as he puts his own backpack on his front.

"Ready?" He asks looking back at you.

You nod and lean into his back. "Ready."

Leon turns the key to his bike and you take off down the driveway. The sun made the sky a beautiful orange yellow as it was rising, your attention on it as Leon drives the both of you through the traffic and city to the airport. Lucky you, your first mission was to assist the German army. An outbreak of a strain of the T-Virus had been reported there. Europe's BSAA had been doing it's best, but it was needing help from the best in the business. In this case, Leon and yourself were two of the best in the world. Not to have bragging rights or anything, you both didn't want it. You would both much rather not be the best and get less jobs, that way you could stay at home together. You were well off enough with money, so it's not like you NEEDED the jobs.

Thanks to your job being so high in the government you didn't have to go into the normal airport, Leon drives through some gates leading to one of the hangers. Pulling into hanger 6, he parks the bike and lets you hop off first before swinging his own leg over, flicking the stand and leaving it there. Someone will take it away and put it in storage for safe keeping when you are on the Jet. Your eyes look up to the large Jet, mouth slightly hanging open at how fancy it looked. "Wow..." You say under you breath, catching Leon's attention. He moves to stand beside you, hands in his jacket pockets as he looks from you to the Jet.

"It's much more comfortable than public airlines." He said giving you a light tap on your arm with his fist, walking over to the stairs leading up into the body.

You smile and jog to catch up to Leon, climbing the stairs behind him excited to get inside. Once inside there were 2 other men waiting for you. Standing as you enter, one of them walk forwards to meet you. He was probably middle aged, wearing a grey suit, he wasn't slender or super fat, but somewhere in the middle. His hair a brown and greying, short but a full head of hair. Reaching for your hand first you reach out and shake it.

"I thank you both so much for coming." The man says with a German accent. "We are here to fill you in on the details during the flight." He says stepping aside as the other man walks over to greet the both of you as well. This man wore a navy suit, and was much older than the first man, probably in his 70's if you had to guess. His hair was white and combed over. Square glasses sat on his larger nose. "Mr. Kennedy, Miss. (L/N), we were told you are the best to be helping Germany. President Graham said your names himself, so you must be the best."

You felt proud, you had a reputation! But at the same time you felt very nervous as you didn't know if you would now be able to keep up that reputation.

"Please, come join us, and once we are in the air we'll get started on your briefing." The first man steps aside further holding out his arm to 4 seats facing each other, a table between them.

Leon lets you sit next to the window, stepping in sideways you sit down, pulling on your seatbelt as Leon follows behind, also strapping himself in. The two men sat across from the both of you, facing the back of the plane as you and Leon face the front. Once in the air you all remove your seatbelts and the older man pulls a briefcase up onto the table, clicking open the clips he opens it up. Pulling out a few yellow folders and placing them on the table, putting the case away under his chair once again.

"Currently we are dealing with an outbreak of the T-Virus, it has been spreading in several parts of a city called Erfurt. The European Branch of the BSAA has been doing it's best to keep the attacks at a minimum, however due to recent reports there have been sightings of BOWs starting to be thrown into the mix." The older man explains as he starts, taking out pictures of maps and other such photos of the infected. Leon takes a blurred picture of what could possibly be the BOW, but is was taken while the camera was moving, making it extremely hard to decipher what he was trying to look at.

The men keep talking, Leon listening as you take one of the pictures containing the T-Virus infected people. Leon looked to the picture you were looking at, flicking his eyes up to you quickly reading you expression, you were keeping your cool, not to show emotion to the other men. But he could tell you were uncomfortable with what you were looking at. You had been looking at fake zombies made by Hollywood movies, looking at pictures of those fake ones, you knew they were perfectly normal people under makeup. This though, this felt different to you, more real. Under the table Leon rest his foot gently on yours, instantly you could feel the tension in your shoulders washing away. Placing the photo back on the pile, you speak up. "So you have given us all this information, but what do you want us to do about it?" You ask rather professionally. Leon turning to you with a small nod only you noticed, it was his 'good job' nod.

"Getting straight to the point, I like you Miss. (L/N). What we would like from you is to find who is distributing the Virus and inform the BSAA So they can infiltrate."

"And the BOWs?" Leon asked.

"Those, we would like for you to find and destroy. We assume they are being released by the same people who are infecting the public. We have reason to believe they are located somewhere in this area." He says taking out a map and pointing to a red circled area on it. "This is where the sighting of BOWs have been said to be. Of course we are only going from word of mouth with the BOWs."

Leon sighs heavily and falls back into his seat, he hated jobs where there were vague ideas and not actual locations for him to search. It just made the job take longer.

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What is Happening to Me (Part 15)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 1,673 Contains: Whump, Angst, Death.

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Leon had already scooped you up into his arms, making another 2 of the suppressants. One for if you need it again and another for the BSAA's Lab. Your arms were wrapped around his neck to help hold yourself up in his arms, not wanting to be heavy for him to carry. Leon didn't mind, you were light enough to carry comfortably for a long distance. One of the reasons he made sure he was strong was to carry anyone if need be, especially you.

Making your way back down in the elevator Leon walks down the stairs to ground level and walks you out of the building. Taking you all the way through the town back to the car you had driven here.

"What happened?" The Sargent in charge asked as he followed you to the car.

"We were attacked by the man in the picture. He's dead, L-Pill from what it looked like." Leon explains as he opens the passenger side of the vehicle and places you gently on the seat. He straps you in and closed your door. "I will be sending the BSAA here to collect anything from the labs we found, your men are to stay posted until further orders are given to you." Leon says walking around to the drivers side and hops in. Before closing the door he stops and looks to the Sargent. "You and your men have done well."

With that he closed the door, starts the car and takes off towards the facilities. "Hang on, okay?" Leon says flicking a quick glance at you then resting a hand on your lap. You open your eyes and give him a weak smile, you could still feel the effects of whatever you had been injected with. Your limbs wouldn't move at your will and your chest felt like a child of 5 was sitting on it. "I'll be fine..." You say before you let your eyes close once again.

Hunnigan had contacted the hospital on the BSAA grounds, they probably thought you all couldn't handle yourselves or something. Two admitted within hours of each other? Very unlucky. They were waiting for his arrival, hopping out of the car he races around to unbuckle you and pull your limp body from the car. He didn't know when you had passed out, but you had been out since he asked if you were still with him 3 minutes ago.

He placed you on the stretcher and he gives the description as well as both the syringes he had acquired. Explaining one is for the lab and one if for if they need to use it on her, still not sure what was pulsing through your veins or taken host in your body yet. Standing alone in the hallway now Leon felt his legs finally go weak under him, the adrenaline leaving his body. Making his way towards Chris' room he walks in and flops down on the seat beside Chris' feet. He leans forwards, head in his hands as he rest his elbows on his knees. His friend and lover were in this hospital, far from home. Leon sits there, in the same position for about 10 minutes, it didn't feel like that long. Your form, limp in his arms and screams kept replaying in his minds eye and ears.

"What's wrong with you?" Croaked one Chris Redfield, having been watching Leon beside his feet for probably the passed 30 seconds.

Leon was startled from his thoughts, head lifting up to reveal red, wet eyes. Not realising himself that he had been crying. This however caused a tightness in Chris' chest and looked around the room for you, there was no way Leon would be crying over him. "Where's (Y/N)?" Chris asked. Looking directly at Leon who wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve, leaning back in the chair he was in. Not daring to look at Chris. "Leon.."

"She was injected with some kind of virus or parasite." He explained. Chris just kept his eyes on Leon. "She... Is here now. Hopefully they can help her, but I don't know if they can or even will be able to find a cure in time."

"Don't say that..." Chris didn't want to believe it, but Leon was just preparing himself for the worst.

Silence sat between the two men for a while. Chris still feeling groggy from the after effects of the Plaga being in his system, Leon still going through all the possibilities of what was going to happen to you. Leon did, however, speak up after a while. Filling Chris in on what they had found, that a Plaga had in fact been inside of him, and the possible reasons for the attacks here. The man probably responsible was now dead, wanting to seemingly get revenge on you for destroying everything he had worked for. It seemed stupid, only to kill himself in the end, not knowing whether he had done any harm to you or not.

-----*4 Hours Later*-----

Chris had been taken off the vaccine for the Plaga, his bloods coming back to show he was completely cleared of the parasite. Nurses and doctors had been coming in to get him prepared for air lifting him home to the United States. That way he could heal on familiar ground. Leon was sitting off to the side on a couch along the wall, slouching back his arms were crossed over his chest. Chris was sitting up, watching Leon as his head would bob forwards, then back up as he tried to keep himself awake. Adjusting himself every so often and shaking his foot to try keeping himself awake.

A Doctor walks into the room causing Leon to become alert, thinking he had come in for Chris once again. He started to get comfortable before his name was called rather than Redfield's. Both of them perk up, Leon standing to his feet.

"Mr. Kennedy, could I talk to you outside for a moment?" The Doctor asked, the look in his eyes told Chris and Leon something was wrong.

"No, I want to hear what you have to say. I am close with her as well." Chris piped up, both Leon and the doctor looking to him.

The doctor inhales deeply and crossed his hands in front of his pelvis. "Alright." Looking down to the space between him and Leon he was silent for but a moment before speaking. "We did everything we could."

"No.. You're just.." Leon had a smirk, his head shaking. "You're playing a joke on me.. Right?" Leon lets out a nervous laugh, looking to Chris who had started to sit at the edge of his bed.

"I wish I were, Mr. Kennedy. She succumbed to the internal damage the initial injection had caused."

"I want to see her." Leon demands, he still didn't believe what this man was saying. Chris had made his way to stand beside Leon, a hand being placed on his shoulder, squeezing tight to try and ground the man in denial.

"I'm afraid we can't let you do that. Her body is currently in quarantine."

"I don't care! I want to see her!" Leon wasn't showing physical aggression towards the doctor, he knew he was only doing his job. Chris lowering his head as he placed his other hand on Leon's second shoulder.

"Leon, sit down." Chris starts to guide his friend backwards towards the lounge he was seated in before.

"I can't..!" Leon's words were cut off by a sob jerking his chest. "Oh god.." He flops onto the lounge when he felt it against his calves.

"I've got him. Will we be able to take her body home with us?" Chris asked, a hand rubbing at Leon's upper back as he once again leant forwards on his knees.

"Again, I don't know if that's possible. With her body still not confirmed contagious or not, we wouldn't be allowed to have her body travel with others present."

Chris gives a nod. "Thank you.."

"You will also be allowed to leave any time from now, Mr. Redfield."

Chris just gives another silent nod and the doctor stays for a few seconds longer, then turning and leaving the room to give them both privacy. "Leon?" Chris was gentle with his words, he knew the guilt he must be feeling right now. Chris had also lost so many people he cared about. But never had he lost his love.

Leon's face had flushed of all it's colour, sitting up and back against the couch Chris could now see he was in shock. As if on queue Hunnigan was calling in Leon's left ear. Chris saw his hand go to reach for his ear but let it drop back to his side. Removing the earpiece Chris places it in his own, answering the call.

"Leon! You haven't given me any updates for 4 hours now!" Hunnigan stressed on the other side of the line.

"This is Chris Redfield."

"Chris? Where is Leon and (Y/N)?"

Chris looks to Leon who was still pale, staring off into the distance, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Leon is here beside me. We just received news that (Y/N) died from internal injuries caused by the parasite." There was silence on the other side of the line, then the sound of frantic typing.

"Have either of you confirmed this with your own eyes?" She asked still typing away.

"No. Her body is in quarantine and they won't allow us to see her."

"What? That's not.." She goes silent, thinking for a moment. "Thank you, Chris. Send Leon home as soon as possible."

Chris frowned at this order, he wasn't even given time to grieve before being sent home for briefing. "Copy." Then the line goes dead. Removing the earpiece he placed it in Leon's hand. "She wants you to come home as soon as you can."

Leon only nods. He didn't even hear what Chris had said, his body had just gone into autopilot.

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What is Happening to Me (Part 5)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,213

Contains: fluff, sleepy boy, blood, slight angst, cuteness.

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Nothing much really happened while Claire was staying with you in your home until Leon returned from this job, whatever that meant. You would try and do your best to help Claire with the cooking and cleaning, but you were only able to do a small amount before she could see you starting to overwork yourself. She wanted you to not feel useless and help a little bit, knowing Leon would be telling you not to do anything when he was back. You felt hollow after not seeing Leon for 2 days now. This man had been by your side since you had woken from your accident, you couldn't remember anything before then and now not seeing him? Not even a text! It was starting to eat away at you, as if something was missing.

You figured it wasn't the best thing, and you should get used to being alone without him. However it just felt... Weird, even to the point of anxiety. You hoped he was alright, as something in the deep depths of your mind was telling you he'll be alright, he always is. And those subconscious thoughts only made you worry even more, what did you mean by, he'll be fine, or he always is?

Claire had received a text from him to let her and you know he would be home that night, and not to wait up for him. So Claire packed up her work she had brought, you figured she was some kind of journalist. She then left the house to you once it had gotten dark, and Leon would be home in a few hours. Making sure you were going to be alright, you assure her you were fine and she leaves you to rest up. Watching her drive off in her car you felt your body become heavy soon after, figuring you should just go up to bed and sleep, Leon should be home by the time you woke anyway. Getting ready for bed, you brush your teeth and wash your face to freshen up. Laying in bed with the lamp on, from his side, like you had every night he hasn't been here. Normally you would have fallen asleep by now, but you felt the anticipation in your entire body, waiting very impatiently for Leon to come home. You did manage to doze off for an hour until the front door clicked. Your eyes shooting open and you hear keys gently being placed near the front door. That was him, Leon was home!

Sitting up with a small wince you hoist yourself over the edge of the bed and make your way down the stairs quietly, you heard a heavy flop onto the lounge as you started heading down the wooden stairs. You had studied where every single creak and groan on the stairs were and had memorised their positions while Claire had been here, she would fall asleep on the lounge after working hard. So you put it into practice once again. The lights were off in the house, the only light was from the lamp in the loft, making downstairs dim. You slowly make your way to the form laying face up on the lounge, a towel having been laid under him first. A stench of iron filled your nose as you saw Leon laying with his left arm draped over his eyes, his other hand resting on his stomach. He was covered in something but was hard to see in the dim light, silently walking beside him as not to wake him if he had already fallen asleep. You get a better look, your eyes adjusting to the dim light.

Blood. Leon was COVERED in BLOOD! "What the h-" Was all you got out before you found your wrist had been grabbed, pulled down to your knees and a gun pressed against the bottom of your chin angling your head up slightly. Your cry of pain had suddenly reminded Leon that he was in his home, and you were back from the hospital. "(Y/N)!!" He says with worry in his voice, realising what he had just done. Letting you go and pulling his gun away from your chin, he leaps up from the lounge and rushes to turn the lights on, causing both of you to squint. He sees your crouched over body kneeling beside the lounge, one arm on the seat to support your body, the other held tight against your side. Jogging around to you he kneels, taking your hand that was supporting you and lifts you up to sit on the lounge. Pulling the dirty towel to the side so you don't sit on it. Your face distorted from the intense shooting pain running through your entire left side.

"Damn this.. blasted wound! How did I even get it!?" You asked as tears had unintentionally started to fall from your eyes from the pain.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot I wasn't alone here. I'm tired and-" He stops looking under your hand and seeing blood starting to seep through your PJ shirt. "Shit!" He says standing up and looking around, getting his bearings then hurrying into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. You watch him run back, and kneel down in front of you. He gently lays you against the back of the lounge, essentially just laying on your back with how wide the seat was. He then lifts your top and sees the dressing covered in blood and seeping through, his eyes wince in pain just by looking at it, brows furrowed tight as he pulls on gloves quickly. Leon pulls up the padding and removes it, pressing a gauze to your wound, cleaning it of the fresh blood so he can see what had opened. The only thing you could do was watch him as he worked on getting your wound to stop bleeding, it had only opened up slightly, not as bad as it looked. It was just wanting to bleed a lot. His eyes were focused, dark rings under his eyes, darker than normal. You could tell they were heavy with how swollen, and yet at the same time, how sunken they were. He was absolutely covered in blood and you couldn't tell if it was all of his blood or someone else's, but he had bruises on his cheek bone, and a cut above his right brow.

You reach your left hand up and gently touch his bruised right cheek causing him to look up at you, his brows raising and his expression telling you just how sorry he was. "Leon.. I'm not bleeding out, please relax." You say to him as he looks to his hands covered in your blood but had seemed to stopped the bleeding, using surgery grade glue and placing a strip of healing tape on it. The tape would fall off when the wound is healed enough. "I'm really sorry, I should have been more mindful that you were here." He apologised again.

You shake your head. "No, I'm sorry I shouldn't have snuck up on you, I just didn't want to wake you, but when I saw you all covered in blood I just..." You pause looking over his body as the stench hit your nose again, making it scrunch up. "What happened to you? What is our job? I found a badge with my name on the card and we have weapons everywhere and you don't come home in days and when you do you're all covered in blood and bruised and cuts and-" You forget to breathe as you started to get emotional. Tears starting to actually fall from your eyes along with the automatic ones your body had let fall with the initial pain. You were suddenly sat up and pulled into a hug by Leon, making sure not to move you too fast, but fast enough to stop you from talking. You just lean into his messy shoulder. Your arms wrapping around his back as you return the hug, adding your tears to the mix of fluids on his clothing.

"I'm sorry I've been secretive. I was hoping, maybe I could keep you from the truth a little longer, but... I know I can't keep your from it." Leon tries to explain his reasoning for the silence. "Claire told me you keep having more and more nightmares, and I don't think telling you the truth will help them, but it might make your subconscious realise it doesn't have to keep showing you. It doesn't have to try and keep you alive if you know you aren't in danger here at home."

"Leon, What do you mean?" You ask pulling away with a sniff as you wipe your eyes free of tears. Leon continues to patch you up after wiping over it with an alcohol wipe and sticks another pad over your wound. 

"What I mean is... You hate watching horror movies. You work with me as a DSO Agent for a top secret elite force. Members are hand picked by the President himself and we eliminate any Viral, or Parasitic infected being before it spreads. Or before too many casualties occur." He explains removing the gloves covered in your blood, placing them on the bloodied towel to the side. He gently rests a hand on your side to help with pressure on the wound just wanting to make sure it stops bleeding for good.

"So... My dreams? They aren't from movies or made up in my head?" What the actual hell was he trying to say? There is now way zombies and those creatures exist, right?

"They are memories, not just dreams." He says looking down at your hands in your lap. He wanted to reach out and hold them, but understood if you thought he was either absolutely crazy, or some deranged person. You could see him looking at your hands and you open them up, reaching them out for him to take them. Looking up into your eyes, Leon searched your face for what emotion you were showing. He saw an understanding and sympathetic look, your (E/C) eyes staring deep into his soul and he felt his heart flutter. 

"I understand now, why you wanted to keep the truth from me.. But if I know what is happening to me, then maybe I can try and remember more? Remember us?" You say reaching down to take his hands. He holds yours tight and pulls them both to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. "But right now you really need a shower and some sleep." You smile pulling your hands from his and patting the top of his head before trying your best to stand up. "Actually... on Second thought, I might stay right here for tonight..." You say with a sheepish look on your face. And there is was again, that look of guilt and apology on his face. "Just let me shower and I'll carry you up to bed. I don't want you sleeping on the lounge."

"I'll be fine here, really." You assure as he helps you lay down.

"Nope, not happening. I want to sleep in my bed tonight, and I'm not sleeping alone again..." He says walking off with the first aid, towel and gloves towards the bathroom. You just let out a sigh and stare up at the tall ceiling, your eyes becoming heavy, and now that you knew Leon was home you felt at peace. Falling fast asleep as you listened to the shower.

The next thing you know, you are slightly woken up as your body was hovering, the smell of Leon's shampoo, conditioner and body wash was filling your nose as he carried you upstairs to the loft. You feel your body gently being laid down, your eyes opening as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." He said quietly, his hair damp and slightly dripping onto his shoulders as he pulls the blanket up over you. He then walks around the bottom of the bed and slides into his side of the bed with a long winded sigh, his body aching from his recent mission. He rolled over to face you, leaving the lamp on for your nightmares, having it behind him made it not as bright. Even though right now he could sleep under the bright sun batting down on him, he was that tired.

"Leon?"

"Mm?" He hums, one eye opening to look up at you as he had tucked himself deep in the blanket.

"Will you tell me what your job was in the morning?" You asked hoping he would comply, now that you knew the truth. You still hadn't seen these zombies and creatures, so you were still in denial, but that was also a river in Egypt, and that... That was real, so maybe this was as well.

"Yeah... Sure." He said looking up to you for a moment, seeing the smile pull at your lips, it was contagious. A smile creeping onto his own lips as he closed his eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. Both of you sleep together, peacefully, not nightmares from either of you as you felt safest beside each other.

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What is Happening to Me (Part 10)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 1,629 Contains: Planning, Slight comfort.

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You were silent for the whole 3 hours you were in the air, listening to the conversations of the other BSAA Agents sitting in the chopper with you. Chris would converse with his team, Leon speaking up every so often, but he was also mostly silent. You watched him every so often, he would hold his hand to the back of his head and wince when he would adjust himself. To be honest he was lucky he didn't break his back or even die from how hard he would have hit his head. It made you think how he didn't loose his memories like you did, were you weak? No... He was just a hard head.

You arrive on land, in Erfurt, Germany. You had warmed up enough and you were checked quickly for hypothermia but there was no sign, good, you were still in business. Not that you would have let hypothermia stop you anyway, you didn't have time to be sick. Leon had the gash on his head cleaned and stitched up before you made your way to a meeting room, now with the BSAA helping you had to change plans slightly and let Chris know what it was in the first place. As Leon relays the plan to Chris and his team you listen to the changes and make mental notes, figuratively scribbling things out and writing over them with the new changes. You would look up to the both of them, Leon leaning over the table with a map of the city on it and marking sections you had been given the information about. Chris standing there, left arm across his chest and right elbow resting on his arm, fingers over his mouth as he nods and takes in the mission. Seeing him in all this gear was a much different Chris you had gotten to know over the passed 2 months.

"That's all we know so far, not very helpful, but at least it's something." Leon sighed standing back, his own arms crossing over his chest.

Chris nods and looks to his men before resting his gaze on you and Leon. "We'll get in contact with the army and head into the city to start taking out the infected. We don't need it spreading."

"(Y/N) and I will head out of town and see if we can find where these BOWs are located. Have a team ready to join us when we call." Leon requests as everyone stands up who were seated, the others standing leave the room first.

You stand there looking over the map as Chris watches you, a slight frown coming to his brow then it relaxes as he sighs. You would have to have gone back to work eventually, but he just felt this was too soon. Chris then leaves, following his squad as Leon followed behind Chris, stopping in the threshold of the door to see you were still standing there, fixated on the map. Even though you were looking at the map you seemed to be looking straight through it, your eyes distant in thought. "You okay?" He asks catching your attention.

You lift your head being pulled from your thoughts, your eyes meeting his ice blue ones, they look at you with concern laced through them. Your own flick to the side as you think for a moment, straightening your posture, pulling your shoulders back. Leon could see you were going to ask him a question, and it was a serious one, your posture telling him everything.

"In the chinook... You and Chris looked guilty when I had said I felt like I Needed to come back to work." You watch as Leon deflates with a heavy sigh, leaning against the threshold of the room, he drops his head thinking. His dirty blonde bangs falling in front of his eyes, obscuring them from your sight. "We're alone now.. So tell me what you've been hiding." You demand, your tone had Leon lifting his head to look at you, he could tell you were angry with him and he sort of deserved it.

Pulling himself away from the threshold he looks down the hall both left and right before closing the door, looking in the room for any security cameras before walking over. "Sit.." He says pulling a chair out for you. His tone was soft, quiet, and almost sad.

Walking to the seat he had just pulled out, you sit down in it. Leon placing his hands on your shoulders giving them a slight squeeze before walking to lean against the table in front of you. "It's your reason.."

"My reason? For being in this job?" You asked. Leon nods as he looks from you to the white board on the wall in front of him. "I thought I chose this job?"

"No." Leon shakes his head. "You are just like me, forced into the job. Forced to undergo gruelling training and missions of survival that nearly damn well killed us. I would never have chosen this life, especially not for you." Leon explains.

"Then... Why were we forced to? Were we blackmailed or something?" You ask as a joke, a small laugh leaving your mouth. Your face quickly drops though when Leon looks to you, his brows up in a saddened expression. "We were... weren't we?"

"Yes. Me with Sherry, a girl Claire had found when we got split up in Racoon City. They said they would exploit her safety. For you, it was your family. They faked your death and gave you a new alias, name, number, the whole works." He stops feeding you information, seeing you were trying to take it all in. You had wondered why you never thought about your family once, you weren't even sure if you had one because you couldn't find any trace of them. Pieces of the puzzle were starting to fall in place as to why there was so little information on the both of you at home.

"I.. Why would they threaten me with my family? What did they have to do with any of this?" You were starting to become emotional, very unprofessional of you, but Leon didn't seem to mind you showing them. This was a very hard pill to try and swallow. You try your best to hide your tears, brushing them away before they would fall.

"With the work we do, we make enemies. With those enemies, if they wanted to get revenge would go for the thing you love most. Your family are safe if they aren't tied to you, the Government blackmailed you with tying them to your alias if you didn't work for them." It made sense, you wanted to keep your family safe and not connected to you. You let the Government walk all over you, using you as their disposable bitch to get to the bottom of all this Virus and Parasite crap.

You stand up out of your seat, Leon keeping his gaze forward, closing his eyes as he listens to your footsteps expecting them to leave the room. You had a right to be angry with him for not telling you. He flinches and opens his eyes when he feels you lifting the arms crossed over his chest, wriggling your way under them. He wraps his arms around your back as you lean against him, wrapping your own around his back. You listen to the speeding up of his heart then hear it settle to a steady rhythm once again, feeling his cheek rest on the top of your head.

"At least we are saving the world." You mumble into his chest.

"Yeah..." Leon looks to the door seeing Chris standing there, his head lowered before he walks off. "Well, not that I don't want to hug you, we really should get back to the job." Leon said as he stands up from leaning against the table.

"Right. You driving or me?" You asked wiping your eyes and composing yourself, pulling your shirt down and adjusting your belts and straps on your waist and thighs. "On second thought, I'll drive." You say giving his arm a gentle jab with your fist as you open, then walk out of the door.

"What? Why do you say that?" He asked following you down the hallway and out of the building.

"You just crashed a jet into the ocean!" You say with a teasing tone.

"Yeah, but I don't know how to fly a plane! I'm pretty good at driving... A bike." He pouted, come to think of it, almost everything he had driven on a mission either blows up, ends up on it's side or roof. "Actually, yeah. It's probably best if you drive."

"Good.. Cause I've been in the car when you have driven.. You SUUUUCK!"

"Okay... I'm not that bad." He says looking over to you who was giving him this specific 'really?' look. "Fine, I am bad, but not the worst."

You smile with a victory as Chris comes up to you with some keys for one of the jeeps the army had provided. If they were keys to a bike he would have handed them to Leon. "Take care, I have a group ready for when I get your call." He says looking at the both of you.

"You be careful too, Chris." You say giving him a nod. He returns your nod and lays a hand to Leon's shoulder, giving it a pat before he turns around and makes his way to the chinook waiting for him, taking to the sky.

Leon looks from the chinook to you, your gaze still in the sky before turning to lock eyes. "Let's go kick some BOW ass." Leon says turning to the jeeps.

"Let's.."

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What is Happening to me (Part 6)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,648 Contains: Fluff, Comfort, Slight Angst, Domestic Leon, Good Boyfriend.

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Once again the morning light was streaming through the window of the loft. Those blasted white curtains making the sun feel like it was 10 times brighter than what it should be. You squint as your eyes open, feeling a twinge of pain as you tried moving your body. Remembering the little mishap that happened in the middle of the night when Leon had arrived home. Speaking of... There he was. Still fast asleep beside you. Not an unusual sight as sometimes he would have fallen asleep when you were in the hospital, you waking up to his sleeping form on the lounge. But this time was different, this was the first time you were waking up first when he was so close. You could still smell the soaps he used last night when he showered. His hair messy and long bangs covering one eye, falling over the bridge of his nose to tickle the opposite cheek bone. Examining every single rogue freckle, wrinkle and hair on his face as he sleeps peacefully.

You notice some grey coming through in his beard and make a note to tease him about it later, but right now you wanted to let him sleep. Oh! Maybe you can make him some breakfast for when he wakes up? Very slowly, you sit up, gritting your teeth at the new pain shooting through your abdomen. You mentally make a note: Call Leon's name from a distance when he arrives home.

Making your way out of bed, you once again use your memory skills to make it down the stairs and to the kitchen in complete silence. Finding some eggs and bacon in the fridge from when Claire was staying over, you start to cook that up. Needing to lean on the bench every so often to give your aching stomach muscles a break, you eventually made the breakfast. Giving his plate three pieces of buttered toast rather than your one. You never really liked to eat breakfast, but seeing as you were cooking some for Leon, why not have a little bit yourself? Once everything was on the plates you lean on the island bench, separating the lounge from the kitchen. Head in your hands as you feel horrible, physically in constant pain. You wished this wound would just heal, but to be honest you didn't know the extent of the wound and how you even got it? Was it from one of the monsters in your dreams? Or was it from a normal accident?

Now the thought that came to your head was, should you wake Leon to eat? Damn it, you should have just waited until he woke up. "Should probably let him sleep, (Y/N)." You say to yourself aloud. "Let who sleep? Not with food smelling that good he doesn't." Leon's voice says from the rails of the loft, looking down to you as he wiped one of his eyes and yawned.

"Leon? I'm sorry I should have waited for you to sleep longer.." You apologise, holding your left side looking up to him. He shoos your apology away into the wind as he turns and starts to make his way to the stairs. His footing was much lighter than normal. He was almost silent as he walked, it was probably just habit from just coming back from a job? Once he makes it to the kitchen he leans down to give you a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for making breakfast, are you sure you're alright? From last night I mean." He asked taking cutlery from the top draw in the island bench  for both of you. "Maybe you should stay in bed with me for the day?" Leon suggests as he places a hand on your hip, helping guide you to the lounge once you had your plate in your hands. "I might just take you up on that offer." You smile as you walk to the lounge, gingerly sitting down. Leon held your plate until you got comfortable, then hands it back to you. He takes a seat beside you beginning to dig into his food you had prepared. The eggs were cooked perfectly, the yolk running onto the toast and bacon. The bacon halfway between crispy and flimsy, he had no clue how you could do it perfectly every time. You got to watch him melt into the food you had cooked him this time. "Glad I can still remember how to cook? I surprised myself as well, so you're not the only one." You smile to yourself as you start to eat your own breakfast.

After you had finished you wait until Leon was also done before placing a hand on his arm, a specific look in your eyes told him you were going to ask something important. Placing his and your plates on the coffee table he gives a sigh. "You want to know about my job, right?" He asked looking you in the eyes. You give a nod, slightly used to him being able to read your expressions like a book, knowing exactly what you were thinking... 80% of the time. Giving another sigh he rubs his hands through his hair, itching his scalp in a way that someone does when they are either frustrated, or reeeaally not wanting to do something. "Fine.." He convinced himself, adjusting himself in the chair so he was now facing you. One leg still hanging off the seat, the other tucked in front of him. "You see, or job is... sporadic. We don't know when we will be called out and how long for." He begins. "The President has placed you and myself together as partners because we work better as a team than separately. However, both of us are still very capable of taking on jobs solo. You and I are the best Agents in the DSO, which also means we get called out onto more jobs."

"I see, but when you say 'job', what do you mean by that?" You asked pulling the blanket over your legs and torso, feeling the coolness of the morning air start to grip your skin.

"We deal with outbreaks. Outbreaks of any Virus, Parasyte or BOW, which stands for Bio Organic Weapon. One of them you described the other night when you woke up from a nightmare." Leon explained, his hands were fiddling with each other. You could tell he was becoming uneasy talking about all of this, but he wanted you to know what you both did. He knew the risks and blackmail the government had over you, forcing you to become an agent like they had with him. He would stop this life if he could, but at this stage, he was in too deep. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to, with the amount of enemies he has made over the years they would just end up finding him anyway.

"You explained the types last night, what did you have to deal with this time?" You asked wondering if he was alright, the thought of seeing those monsters in real life made you feel uneasy.

"I was dealing with some Infected, or also called zombies. They become infected with the T-Virus, or Tyrant Virus. Some rare cases people are resilient to this virus. but majority of the world's population is susceptible." He explains. "There was and outbreak and I was tasked with finding the cause, as well as to exterminate and of the infected."

"Exterminate? You were forced to kill people?" You asked, eyes widening.

"Not people. Undead. They were no longer alive. The way we put it, we were putting them to rest." He corrects you. His hands now coming across his chest as he looked down to the space of lounge between the two of you. You could tell he was closing himself off, he clearly didn't want to talk about this anymore. You couldn't reach to him, so you extend your leg and place the ball of your foot to his knee on the lounge.

"Thank you... for explaining it to me. I will have to get better so your partner can join you back on the field." You smiled softly. He gives you a half hearted smile back and crawls on his hands and knees to lay beside you. You share the blanket with him, laying it over his shoulders and body as he looks up to you. He was still very tired, his eyes telling you he was.

"That would be nice. But you need to stop getting yourself into such predicaments." He explained, motioning to your side.

"I don't even know how I got this, so that means nothing to me." You smirk, sliding down to be laying rather than sitting.

Wrapping his arm over your chest and holding you close he pressed his nose and mouth to the side of your head, taking in your calming scent. He was glad to be home right now. He needed it after what he had just been through. "Your nightmare you explained to me. That's what happened."

"I was being chased by one of those things?" You asked quietly as he could feel his body relaxing beside you. He only nods in response this time as he was starting to fall asleep.

"We were out for dinner. We were in the right place at the right time. Someone tried to cause an outbreak but we were there to stop it, the BOW was a plan B if A failed, which it did." He explained, his voice becoming softer and softer. "You led it away from the people we were saving and it jumped with you out the second story window. You... Hit your head 'n.... woke up not remembering...." Aaaand presto, he was out.

You think about what he had just said, everything. The types of things you deal with, to what he had just been through over the last few days, and to how you got your injury, and lost your memory. A second story window? How were you even alive? Well that didn't matter, because you were still here, with Leon. Who clearly loved you dearly and you were falling in love with him once again. You had noticed though, he had been very respectful to you. He would always look to your lips when going to kiss you, but would always press his kisses on your cheek or your forehead. You were sure he would probably always kiss you on the lips, but because of your memory loss he was being more decent about how he acted around you. Your face goes bright red, you hadn't even thought of it until now. If he was your partner then you probably.. You cover your face even thinking about it. "Have we done the sex?" You whisper under your breath. Realising you just said that out loud you tilt your head to look up at Leon, who still had his nose and mouth pressed against your head. Good... He was still asleep.

Trying to think of other things you decide the next time he goes to kiss you, you're going to sabotage it and kiss his lips. Nodding slightly to yourself you close your eyes, soon feeling the pull of sleep. Damn it.... You forgot to tease him about the grey in his beard. Oh well. Eventually you relax enough and fall fast asleep.

-----*A Few Hours Later*-----

You feel your body warmth starting to become your own, rather than the shared temperature you and Leon had comfortably together. Eyes opening, you look around and see no other human in sight. Pulling yourself to a sitting position using the back of the lounge, you look around even more. Was he in the toilet? No, you looked over to the door and could see the door wide open, the light off and the toilet empty. Standing up you walk around the house, not wanting to call out incase he was asleep upstairs. But why would he leave you on the lounge asleep and go up to bed? That doesn't make sense (Y/N), you scold yourself as you scowl.

"Leon?" You decide to call out anyway. Silence. Placing your hands on your hips you huff trying to think where he could have gone. A piece of paper then catches your attention, walking over to the island bench you pick it up. "Just gone down the street to do some shopping, there was no food in the fridge. Be back soon. XXX"

You smile at the note, wondering when he had left? Looking around the house once again, you feel yourself drawn to a specific picture hanging on the wall. You hadn't even noticed there were pictures hanging, odd how it just felt so normal they were invisible to you. You examine the photos framed, smiling at them. Most were of you posing in front of some sunset, or beautiful place. Others were the both of you, the camera being held in your own hand as Leon would be behind you in some way with a small smile on his face. Staring at one of these pictures, you were both much younger, maybe early 20's? Leon's hair was a lighter blonde and shorter, wearing a blue police uniform. His left sleeve removed and replaced with bloodied bandages, you both looked completely exhausted and covered in dirt and grime. Only small, barely visible smiles were on your faces, but it looked more like relief than happiness.

A massive pain shoots through your head all of a sudden, your eyes fluttering as you feel dizzy. Flashes of buildings, rain, fire was all around you, people moving in unnatural ways as they swayed when they walked. Mutilated faces pop into your vision and the pain hits you again, like a ton of bricks had just been dropped on your head. Screams and moans come flooding into your mind's ears and suddenly, darkness.

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"I'm home. Hope you didn't throw a party while I w-" Leon was cut off by the sight of you sprawled out on the floor. He puts the shopping down and hurries to stand at your side. "(Y/N)! Hey?!" He called your name looking you over before kneeling down. He couldn't see any sign of injury, no blood or bruising. He checks you were still breathing by placing his hand in front of your nose, feeling you inhale. His eyes scan over your features, brushing your hair from your face as he gently cups your face in both hands. "Please.. Wake up." He said gently giving your cheek a light tap. His eyes watch you intently and notices as yours start to flutter open. Leon sits back on his feet exhaling as he realised he was holding his breath. His shoulders lowering as he closed his eyes in relief. "Are your hurt?" He asks gently placing a hand on the side of your neck. You feel the warmth of his hand on your cold skin. "No.." You shake your head lightly as a hand reaches up to press a thumb against your temple, still feeling the residual pain.

Leon scoops you up in his arms and walks over to the lounge, sitting on there with you cradled on his lap. "What happened?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"I.. Was looking at the pictures on the wall over there for the first time." You say looking over to the wall he had found you next to. "When I looked at that one, I had all these visions pop up, I heard screaming and moaning in my head. Then got this weird headache and passed out." You explained feeling your head aching and lean under his chin. He was warm, and you had been on the cold ground for a little while before he found you. You were freezing cold.

"It's okay, I've got you."

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What is Happening to Me (Part 8)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,721 Contains: Blood, Angst, Zombie eating, Death.

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After the men had finished briefing you on the details they had for you, they left to sit elsewhere, discussing other matters for their country in German. Leon and yourself were left with the folders to start making a plan. Leon had moved to the seat across from you and starts looking through all the information you had. You were also sifting through it all, reading over any information you hadn't heard or read yet.

Looking up to you after a good 10 minutes Leon reaches over to place a hand on yours. "Hey, you doin' okay?" He asked tilting his head to the left slightly, his neck lowering so he could try and catch your eyes attention with his own. The longer right side of his bangs falling over his right eye, more than normal.

"Hm? Oh... Yeah, I'm okay." You assure him giving a genuine smile. Seeing your smile he knew it was real and he gives a nod pulling his hand away from yours, but you grab it. "Leon, during this mission, I don't want you to be worrying about me the whole time. I can take care of myself, mostly. I need you to be focusing on yourself as well. Understood, Kennedy?" You say using his last name trying to bring your point across.

"Formal, huh?" He does his famous tilted head nod and smirks. "We are serious, aren't we?"

"Leon.." You say his name in a way that let's him know you are serious.

"Alright... Alright, you have my word. I'll keep an eye out for you, but also myself." He said leaning back in his seat crossing his arms over his chest.

You sigh heavily and look out the window, you were still over land, it was going to be about a 9 hour long flight ahead, so you had time to prepare yourself for what you will be seeing, hearing and smelling. Leon makes a plan with you, needing to know what you will both be doing first, seeing as they want you do be doing two jobs at once. "So first we'll be finding the location of these BOWs, if they are in fact being used? That should at least give us a chance to find out who could be distributing the Virus around."

"Exactly." Leon agreed with a nod. "If we find the location, we can alert BSAA of it and let them storm while we help the army deal with the infected." He says tapping the map of the city of Erfurt. "That way we don't have to deal with All the BOWs and leave it to a group to take them out, instead of just you and me." 

"Smart. I don't feel like taking on a bunch of BOWs." You add, a small nod moving your head as you look over the map. "They don't really have a number on how many outbreaks and where they are, do they?"

Leon shakes his head, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips for what seemed like the 7th time in the last few minutes. "Nope..."

You lean back in your seat and tap a finger on the table as you mouth twist sideways in thought. "Damn.. I guess it's a 'see what we can find when we're there', type of deal." 

"Yep..." You could tell Leon was frustrated an annoyed with the little amount of words he was using to answer you. It's not like it was really anyone's fault they couldn't give us a straight answer, Germany clearly wasn't as prepared for this type of thing as the USA was.

Having gone over the plan multiple times and trying to memories every detail and location you decide to stand up and stretch your legs. Standing up you shuffle out of the seats and start walking towards the back of the Jet. "Where are you going?" Leon asked, a curious look on his face as he watched you.

"Toilet... Why? Wanna join?" You asked with a smirk on your face. Leon's eyes dart away from you. Yes! You internally punch the air in victory, you had made him blush first today. You smile a wide, toothy, cheeky grin as you turn back around and walk out of sight to the next compartment. A bar and more seats with tables, this time with menus in the seats, this must be the dinning area. Making your way further towards the back where the toilets were. You didn't really need to go, but you wanted to walk around without Leon feeling like he needed to follow you. He was adorable, but you felt he was trying to be too protective. You understood, the poor guy was probably dealing with really bad PTSD. You have only just healed from a major injury, but at the same time you still didn't remember much.

You sometimes get these 'Memory Episodes', you would both call them. Your head panging with a migraine that would cause you to almost pass out, pass out or throw up. You were glad you were getting memories coming back to you, but why the hell did they have to be so painful? Was it a traumatic thing? A type of way your subconscious was trying to stop you from remembering all these things by causing pain? Possibly... But as you had assured Leon before leaving your home, you hadn't had any in the past week, so you should be alright over the next however long you are in Germany for. Walking into one of the toilets you lean over the sink, splashing your face with the cold water to help you wake up and freshen up a little more. You could feel your eyes wanting to close a few minutes ago, you should probably stay awake and try to look professional in front of the other two men.

There was a knock at the door pulling you from some deep thoughts, turning around you open the door seeing Leon standing there, a slight look of worry in his eyes. "You sure you're okay? You've been here for a good 10 minutes.."

10?! Were you really lost that deep in thought?? "Oh, yeah sorry I was just thinking."

"Hmm, Maybe you should just try and relax? I saw you getting tired before, we still have about 7 hours left, so no harm in having a sleep." He suggest, stepping back to let you out of the toilet.

"What about the other two? Won't that seem, you know.. Unprofessional?" You asked, whispering that last part.

Leon just smirks and shakes his head. "No.. We may be good at our jobs and 'professionals', but that doesn't mean we aren't human and have to get rest as well." He assured as he motions back to your seats with his head. "Come on, let's get back."

"Yeah.." You say following him close behind. You saw his head settle on the menus and bar as you head back.

"You go sit down, I'll order us a drink." 

"Drink? But it's only, what?.." You look at your watch on your left wrist. "8:30 in the morning!"

Leon shrugs. "It's night in Australia.." You just roll your eyes and lightly punch his stomach, making him flinch, putting his hands up slightly to stop your hand from connecting with his stomach.

"Fine... One!" You say as you walk off back to your seats. You really could use something to calm your nerves slightly.

-----*5 Hours Later*-----

You sat in your seat, fast asleep for the past hour or so. You both sat and talked for a while, alerted Hunnigan of what the plan was and where you should be. Having lunch you then go over everything a little before you needed to sleep. Leon stayed awake, looking out the window, having seen land go past not too long ago, currently over the ocean once again. His head turns to you as you let out a soft snore, not waking yourself up but you do make yourself change position in your sleep. Getting comfortable again before settling in your seat once more. This makes Leon smile as he looks around the cabin, something had been sitting ill in his gut the last 30 minutes and he couldn't tell what it was exactly. Maybe he was just nervous, taking you on another mission, and not just a small one either for your first back. This one was going to be a bigger deal than normal jobs. 

There was sudden turbulence, but this one felt odd. You woke up from it and looked around, the Jet was tilting. "Great.." Leon said as he gets up racing towards the cockpit. You get up and chase after him, the Jet had started to tilt far enough for the ground to be on a slope. With the turbulence you find your feet off the ground and crashing into one of the seats. Leon was now at the cockpit, opening the door he saw both pilot and co-pilot dead, their throats ripped out. Leon pulls out Matilda, and getting ready to shoot anything, but right now he needed to get to the controls. You look up to the cockpit and see a person crawling on the ground towards Leon.

"Behind you!!" You shout standing to your feet, leaning against the seats to help you get to him.

Leon turns around seeing the infected flight attendant crawling towards him, he boots them in the head breaking their neck, shooting the head for good measure. He then stumbles over to the pilot seat and pulls the pilot out, taking his place. "How do I even fly this thing?" He says touching a finger to his left ear, you also hear Hunnigan in your own ear. "Hunnigan! Tell me how to fly a Jet!"

"What?!" She screeched in both of your ears

"Yeah, we're currently pilotless." Leon answered, you come up behind him as he puts his hands on the steering controls. He pulls the stick to the left trying to stabilise the angle you were on. You hold onto the seat Leon was sitting in and see Land up ahead, but if you don't gain altitude, you weren't going to make it there.

You see movement to your right, the co-pilot started to sit up, his head lopsided as his neck had no support. You pull out your gun and without hesitation shoot him in the head, he goes limp. You feel the adrenaline surge through your body, your hands shaking. You just killed someone. "Holy shit!" You say with a tone full of distress.

Leon heard your tone and looked back at your for a second before looking back to what he was doing. "You're okay, they were dead anyway." This was harder than he thought and Hunnigan had stopped responding. You look back towards the cabin, not seeing the two older men in a little while. Now that Leon had the Jet straight at least, you run out of the cockpit searching through the cabinets in the staff area.

"What are you doing?!" Leon called out to you.

"Finding a raft!" You call back.

"Don't you trust I can fly this thing?!"

"Nope!"

Leon tilts his head as he looks down to the pilot and the water getting closer and closer. "Touché."

The pilot had started to move at Leon's feet, he hadn't noticed yet though as he was trying to pull the Jet up, but nothing was really working, he was pulling on the lever to his right but that didn't seem to be doing anything either. "(Y/N), I can't get any altitude!" Leon shouts to you. You could hear the panic in his voice as you find a folded up raft, ready to deploy when you are out of the Jet and in the water. You run to the folders on your table but it had already been spread everywhere, Damn it! Forget it. You look down towards the back of the jet and see the two men who had given you the information on the ground, very bloody and in pieces. You feel your body become covered in goosebumps, you pull out your gun once again and hold it in your right hand. Walking quickly into the next area you see the bar attendant on her hands and knees, chowing down into the older of the two men.

"Shit.." You say to yourself, aiming your gun at her head and taking the shot. Making sure she was dead you run back towards the cockpit seeing Leon struggling with the pilot attached to his right ankle. You aim your gun but it's too risky, Leon was thrashing his leg around too much, you might shoot him. Leon looks to the water quickly approaching and the zombie on his leg, he lets go of the controls and pulls out Matilda shooting the pilot in the head. Standing up from the seat he starts to make his way out of the cockpit, turbulence bouncing him back. 

"BRACE!" You hear him shout in urgency. You run to the closest wall and stand up against it as the Jet crashes into the water. Leon was thrown into the control panel, not able to get anywhere to brace himself. You felt a little light headed but blink a few times bringing your vision back to normal. looking out of the windows you could see half of the jet was underwater. Pulling yourself away from the wall you still held the raft in your arms.

"Leon, we have to leave through the back of the Jet!" You call out starting to walk up the slope towards the tail of the Jet but didn't get a response. "Leon?" You called again looking back into the cockpit. Your eyes widen in horror as you see his body splayed across the dash and window, sliding down into the cockpit you look over him, not knowing if he was dead or not. Blood running from his nose and mouth as you feel tears stabbing your eyes. Grabbing his arm you wrap it around your shoulders and start to climb up the length of the Jet. Panting heavily as you make you way up, Leon was heavy for your smaller frame as you step over the bodies and make your way to the door. 

Pulling the lever on the door you open it, almost being pulled out as it swings open with your hand still holding the lever. You deploy the raft, it blows up into a yellow round raft, the water was slowly rising and you decide you're just going to wait for it to get closer before you use all of your might and toss Leon towards it. He was basically in, you jumping next and pull Leon in completely. The current had already started taking you away from the sinking Jet and towards land. 

"Leon!... Hey! Wake up!" You say kneeling beside his form. He was unresponsive, you bend down and rest your head on his chest waiting a moment and hear his heart beating. His breathing slightly labored, but he was alive. You sit there for a moment thinking what you should do. Pressing a finger to your ear you try to contact Hunnigan. "Hunnigan! Do you read me?" You ask waiting for a response. 

"(Y/N)! What's happening! Comms went dead for a moment there, I was trying to get in contact."

"The Jet crashed into the ocean. I managed to get Leon and I onto a raft but he's unresponsive. I don't know what to do!" You say trying to keep strong but you were shaking. Leon might die on you and you don't even know where you are. 

"Alright, just take a few deep breaths. Is Leon breathing?"

"Yes."

"Alright, are you able to swim towards land?"

"Yes. I'll start pushing the raft towards land. I can't tell if it's just an island or the coast of a country." You inform as you check on Leon once more before you slip over the edge and into the ice cold water. "I'll contact you when I reach land."

"Alright, I'm just trying to see where you are." Hunnigan responds as you begin to swim.

"Hang in there, Leon. I'll get us to land." You say as you start swimming the raft towards the shore in the far distance.

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What is Happening to Me (Part 12)

Leon x F!Reader

Words: 2,173 Contains: Blood, Angst, Comfort, Infected

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Dragging Chris though the dark tunnel and up the stairs to make it out of there with Canine and Lobo following. They close the heavy, metal hatch before standing on it so nothing could come through. Chris laying on his back as you were holding pressure on his abdomen as he was bleeding out everywhere. Leon was kneeling beside Chris, his focus on the dark veins creeping up the other man's arms.

Chris was gasping and his breathing irregular, as if gasping for air if he was being choked.

"Call for help!" You were stressed, tears welling in your eyes. "We need to get him to a hospital!"

Leon forces one of Chris' eyes open seeing his iris an orange-red. "Shit! He's got a Plaga in him." Leon says looking to the wound leaking through your fingers.

"Leon, take off your jacket. I need it to tie around his stomach to act as a torniquet." You instruct, Leon immediately removing his leather jacket. Sitting Chris up so you could tie the arms around him, tugging the knot as tight as possible with a grunt. "Alright we need to get him to the car." You say pulling on Chris' arm to wrap it around your shoulder.

"We have him." Canine says as he takes Chris' arm from you, both Lobo and Canine lifting him up between the both of them. You nod and stand up running down the hill, careful not to slip as you hop and skip down the slope. Waiting for the others you climb in the back of the car and help lift him in, resting his head on your lap as Leon sists in the front passenger side, Lobo driving, while Canine sat in the back with Chris' legs over his lap.

"Hey.. Chris? Can you hear me?" You ask leaning over him, a hand resting in his short hair, your other hand on his chest. Chris was panting heavily, grunts and groans leaving his throat, teeth clenched. You all take off towards the same place you had landed and planned everything, this city's BSAA Branch building. "Chris.. hang on.. Can you look at me?" You ask patting his chest softly. His eyes opening slightly letting you see his red eyes, the dark veins were now spreading up his neck soon covering his face.

"We need to hurry!" You shout at Lobo driving.

"I'm going as fast as I can!"

"(Y/N), try and stay calm. He has a bit of time before anything bad happens." Leon tried to assure you, leaning in his seat so he was able to face the back, keeping and eye on Chris' condition. Leon was the only one who remembered these effects, both you and him being infected with it while rescuing Ashley, though you don't remember it. This is all new to you.

"What even was that thing back there?" You wipe away tears from your eyes before they fall, smearing Chris' blood on your face unknowingly.

"That was a type of BOW. It seems to have the Plaga was in it." Leon answers looking at the state of your face.

Soon, but what felt not soon enough, you all arrive at another section in the large facility a small metal sign saying "BSAA Private Hospital". You help Canine slide Chris out of the car and Lobo comes around to help his mate carry their Captain. Walking through the double sliding door everything went into action. Two nurses running to the rescue as another runs down the hall, collecting a bed and bring it to you. Helping, you lift Chris' legs up onto the bed then stepping aside as you were told to stay back. Leon had explained what they were dealing with and needed to get the Plaga out of him ASAP.

You stand there having been told you couldn't come with, watching the nurses running Chris down the hallway and disappearing around the corner. Arms hanging by your side tears drip from your eyes, rolling down your cheeks washing the blood smeared on your face. Leon stands in the middle of the hallway, looking down at where they had disappeared out of sight. He then turns around seeing how you were effected by this, he walks up to you blocking your view of the hallway. You look up at him having been snapped back to reality with his body breaking your line of sight. Leon's eyes were soft and filled with just as much worry as you were feeling, he wraps his arms around you. Sniffing the moisture in your nose, you lean into his hold. Being carful not to squeeze him you wrap your arms around his waist, feeling one of Leon's hands rest on the back of your head, petting you gently.

"He'll be just fine, they have the facilities here to help get rid of the Plaga before it does anything to him." Leon assures, a kiss being pressed to the top of your head.

"I don't know if I can do this.." You sob into Leon's chest, he could feel your body trembling against his.

"Sure you can... You have been doing it for the last 10 years." He explained.

Shaking your head against him you sniff before speaking. "There was so much blood, and on the jet.. The men were in pieces. I don't... I'm gonna be sick.." You pull away from Leon and rush towards the toilets following the sign, running into the closest one. Leon hurried after you making sure you make it. You were hunched over the toilet, on your knees as you vomit into the disabled toilet.

Standing in the threshold, Leon watches your body heave, it hurt him seeing you like this. Walking over he squats down beside you, a hand reaching up to rest on your back, rubbing in circles to help sooth you. You heave once more before feeling like you were finished. Leon seeing you sit back on your feet, reaches over you and rips off some toilet paper handing it to you.

"Thanks..." You take the toilet paper to wipe your mouth and throw it in the toilet flushing it with a shaky hand. You flop to the ground, leaning against the wall. Your eyes were closed, but all you could see was flashes of Chris laying on your lap, the black creeping through his blood vessels and veins, the dark ichor surrounding you and the grotesque eyes thrashing as your knife is driven into them. You feel arms warp around your shoulders and pulling you to the side, opening your eyes seeing it was Leon who had sat against the wall beside you.

"You'll be okay." Is all he could say, you could tell comforting wasn't the best thing he was good at, however it was the trying to comfort you that made all the difference.

"How do you deal with this? Is it like this every time?" You ask sniffing and using your sleeve to wipe your eyes as they leak tears again.

"You haven't seen anything yet. Just a few infected and a wall of flesh." He rubs your arm up and down as he held you close. "And yes, it's like this most of the time, but this is very mild."

"I.. Think I need to get some fresh air."

"Alright.. Here let me help you."

"No.." You pull away from him as he started to snake his arm under your legs. "I can walk on my own." You stand to your feet, your legs trembling. The adrenaline had started to finally leave and your body had gone into shock from what you had seen.

-----*3 hour later*-----

After getting some fresh air you start to calm down, Leon not leaving your side as you sit on the bench. It was hard to tell where the sun was as the dark grey clouds in the sky blocked out the sun completely, only creating a chilled breeze that stung the tip of your nose and cheeks. But it was refreshing, grounding. You were safe at the moment, Leon by your side and out of any danger.

"Are you the ones that came with Redfield?" Asked a female's voice from the double doors entering the hospital. Both of you shot to you feet and make your way over to her. "Alright, follow me." She said calmly. "We managed to eliminate the Plaga from his body, it was mature and took a hold of him far quicker than expected." She explains as she walks down the halls. Canine and Lobo having returned to HQ to report your findings to the higher ups.

"Is he going to be okay?" You ask just wanting to know if he was going to survive whatever had happened to him or if it was going to take him over.

"He is stable. The damage done to his abdomen however was the hardest part" She stops at a door, a piece of paper next to it reading 'Redfield, Christopher'. "He's going to be out of commission for a while but we believe he will make a full recovery." She opens the door allowing you and Leon to enter the room.

You walk in first, hearing that all too familiar beeping first before seeing his state. Chris looked peaceful in the bed, an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth, a very advanced looking machine showing levels and pumping a green liquid into Chris's arms. That must be some kind of medicine to help him stop from turning? You weren't exactly sure about what it was, although, as you walk over to stand beside Chris in his bed, you watch the black in his veins and blood vessels slowly disappearing. Sighing with relief you sit beside him on the edge of his bed, reaching to take his hand you place it on your knee, your hands on top of his.

"Chris?... Hang in there. I know you'll pull through this. The doctor said she believes you'll make a full recovery." Leon walks up behind you, resting a hand on your shoulder, looking down at the state of his friend. "If I could pull through the Licker attack and fall from a building I'm sure this will be a walk in the park for you."

There was silence, the beeping and whirring of the machine giving his body the extra boost it needed after the Plaga doing a number on it in such a short time.

After about 10 minutes of staying in the room Leon was starting to get antsy, his leg bouncing as he sat in a chair, looking to the watch on his left wrist every few minutes. You could tell he was being nice to you and letting you stay by Chris' side a little longer, knowing you were worried for him. "Alright.." You say with a sigh standing up. This caught Leon's attention, standing to his own feet. "We should get back to work, Sorry for wasting time." You apologise turning to your partner. 

Leon shakes his head and walks over to you, placing a hand on your back to guide you out. "No need to be sorry. I understand, I'm worried for him too. But we need to see what the report is on what we found."

You nod and walk out of Chris' room, giving him one last look before you close the door to his room and head down the halls to make your way across the grounds. Cement covering the ground until the large fences surrounding the facilities, buildings in every direction as well as vehicles of both land and air neatly arranged near the runways in the distance. Entering the first building you had come to when arriving in Erfurt, both yours and Leon's earpieces ring. Pressing a finger to answer it in unison.

"Condor, Owl. Good job on securing the location of the Umbrella facility." Hunnigan's voice praised in your left ears. "The European Branch of the BSAA have agreed to take care of the problem. You are free to come home and debrief."

Wow, word travels fast between companies, you look to Leon who seemed to relax his shoulders visibly, a hand coming to rest on his chest. "Thanks, Roost. But we aren't finished here. There is still a lot of undisclosed information about who exactly is behind any of the attacks." Leon looks to you. You give him a nod of agreement, you couldn't leave here without finding out or even stopping the person who had caused the outbreaks.

"I understand, I'll continue looking into what I can for you. I'll report back when I have something."

"Copy. Condor and Owl, out." Leon pressed his ear piece again and lowers his hand to his hip. You walk up to Leon and place a hand over his resting against his chest. A small, reassuring smile on your face, your eyes asking if he was okay.

"Looks like we have some investigating to do?" You state.

Leon gives a nod and pulls his shoulders back to straighten his posture. "We do."

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