Everybody Gets A Turn!
everybody gets a turn!
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One of the most dangerous things in the world is not being able to say no to people because you don't want to upset them or dissapoint them. This will completely ruin your life in every way possible, at work, in your private life, your sex life and your friendships. It's a way of removing your own consent in your own decisions and go against your wishes, it is always a crime against yourself. Let yourself have a say. Upsetting people is better than traumatizing yourself.
Family Matters

DI! Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader
Death Island Spoilers!
Summaryâ The kids are exposed to the evils of the world. Word count: 3746 D/nâ Daughter's name S/nâ Son's name Sequels: Aftermath / Out Together
You woke to the sound of quiet sniffling. Someone was shaking you, almost begging you to wake up. Your eyes opened, your vision fuzzy and your head feeling like it had been stuffed with cotton.
âMommy, wake up,â your daughter cried as she shook you. âPlease, wake up.â
You groaned, reaching up to rub your eyes. Taking in your surroundings, you knew you were far from Los Angeles. Instead, you were surrounded by concrete walls and steel bars. This wasnât the Walk of Fame, it was a prison.
âMommy, Iâm scared,â your daughter said, throwing herself in your arms.
âDonât be scared,â said her twin brother confidently. âDadâll save us.â His pacing betrayed his confidence, not that his sister could tell with her face hidden in your shoulder. âBesides, Aunt Claire and Uncle Chris are here, too.â
âThey are?â you asked. The fog in your head was starting to lift. âChris? Claire?â
âWeâre here,â Chris called. But he sounded weak, wounded.Â
âWhere exactly is âhereâ?â
âAlcatraz,â said Claire. If Chris sounded terrible, she sounded worse. Whatever was going on, you knew it was something the kids shouldnât be a part of. âJillâs here, too.â Somewhere." It only took a second for you to connect the dots. If they were all here, then surely Leon would be as well.Â
You knew he had been on assignment in San Francisco so logically he couldnât be too far away. It was supposed to be simpleâ a job he could complete in a day or so and then he would meet you and the kids in Los Angeles. How it turned into thisâŚ
Weâre bait, you thought. It was a virtual guarantee. But how? All of your files had been secured and locked up; Leon had made sure of it. So how did you end up here? Why were you here?
D/n trembled in your arms and S/n was becoming more restless. Carefully, you lifted D/n with one arm and pushed yourself to your feet with the other. Reaching out to touch the bars, you gave them a firm shake. They didnât budge.
âI gotta set you down, baby,â you said to D/n. She nodded hesitantly, going to her brother once she was out of your arms. She and S/n went to sit on the cot, holding each otherâs hands. S/nâs leg bounced nervously.
You continued to examine the bars, looking for any kind of weakness. âSo, what brought all of you to Alcatraz?â Might as well get an idea of what you were about to face if you were going to be stuck here.
âThere were outbreaks in the city,â Chris said, his breathing heavy. âFound a connection to AlcatrazâŚâ
Thatâs certainly one way to get him and Jill here, you thought. But what about Leon? How did his assignment connect to all of this?
âYou kids okay?â Claire asked, taking a sharp breath.
âOkay,â S/n answered softly.Â
You abandoned the bars and went to kneel in front of them. D/nâs face was blotchy with tears and she was wiping her nose with her sleeve. Soft hiccups rocked her little body. S/n, on the other hand, was still bouncing his leg and kept his eyes trained on the floor in front of him. You took their hands and gave them a soft squeeze.
âWeâll be okay,â you assured them. âI wonât let anything happen to either of you, understand?â You looked each of them in the eye. âNo one will touch you while Iâm here.â D/n nodded and you reached up to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
âMom,â S/n said, but his attention wasnât on you. It was on someone standing outside of the cell. A tall woman stood there, dressed in a shiny pink jumpsuit. You knew exactly who she was and suddenly it all made sense.
Like a switch had flipped, your attitude went from soft and caring to tough and protective. You stood and put yourself between her and the twins. âWhat do you want?â Your voice was sharp and stern.
âYour husband will pay for what he did to my father,â Maria replied.
âYeah, I get that.â You took a step closer. âBut they have no part in it. You want to use someone, use me. This isnât their fight.â
âIt became their fight when he murdered my father. They deserve to know what kind of monster theirs is.â
S/n jumped up from the cot and rushed against the bars, gripping them so hard his knuckles turned white. âOur Dadâs a hero!â he yelled. âYou're the monster!â Maria hit the bars, scaring S/n away from them. But he only backed away enough to stand next to you and stared Maria down as she marched down the cell block.
D/n was crying again. S/n turned to her. âDadâs gonna be here,â he assured her. âHeâs gonna save usâ just like he saved the girl in Spain!â He froze like a deer in headlights and glanced over at you.
âS/n Marvin Kennedy,â you said, pinching the bridge of your nose. âYouâve been in your fatherâs office again, havenât you?â
âNo.â An obvious lie. There was no other way he would know about Spain and Leon would never talk about past missions with his kids. He never even really told him what his job was.
âWeâre having a talk about that later.â He bowed his head and went to sit beside his sister again. âAnd Iâm reminding Dad to change those locks, too.â S/n seemed to shrink more into himself. âAnything else you want to tell me?â
He stayed quiet for a moment. âDad⌠maybe⌠kinda taught me to pick locks.â
âThen get us out of here!â D/n yelled at him.
âI donât have anything to use!â
Leon would certainly get a scolding for that. A sharp pain shot in your neck. A moment later your body felt weak and you leaned against the wall for support. In an instant, breathing began to get harder, too.
âMommy?â D/n said through her sniffles.
âY/n?â came Claireâs voice. Whatever had infected Claire and Chris had infected you, too. But how? Your mind raced. You were never bitten.
You groaned in pain, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor. With what strength you could muster, you crawled back to the bars to put distance between you and the kids. D/n moved to go to you but S/n held her back. He knew something was wrong. He knew there was a reason you were moving away from them. At eight years old, you hated how perceptive he was.
Lights shone at the other end of the prison block. Footsteps came closer, echoing off the walls. You gripped the bars, trying to ready yourself to face Maria and whoever else she was working with.
âLeon?â Claire muttered softly.
The kids gasped and ran to the cell door. âDaddy!â
âY/n? Kids?â Leon rushed to your cell, quickly holstering his gun. The kids reached their hands through the bars, trying to hug him as best as they could. He looked them over for any injuries. âAre you hurt?â
âNo,â S/n told him. âBut MomâŚâ
The pain was getting worse. Your breaths had turned into short gasps. The twins let go of him and he turned to you, cupping your face in his hands. âHey, handsome,â you breathed.Â
âLong time, no see, sweetheart,â he replied, his blue eyes full of worry. âWhat happened?â
You shook your head. âI donât know. We were going to the Walk of Fame andâŚâ Then you gestured to the cell. âIâm sorry⌠I shouldâve been⌠more careful.â Maybe you were starting to get rusty. Years ago you wouldâve seen the ambush from a mile away.
âItâs not your fault.â
âGet us out of here!â another manâs voice cried, catching Leonâs attention.Â
âWell, Iâll be,â Leon muttered as he craned his neck to see who spoke. There was no way in hell he was leaving his familyâs side right now. âAntonio Taylor⌠Iâll deal with you later.â
The overhead lights turned on and the kids scrambled to your side. The light stung your eyes and a headache started to form at your temple. Leon shot up, pulling his gun from its holster and scanning the cell block. There at the second-story railing stood Maria and another man, his cane tapping rhythmically on the metal floor.
This new man introduced himself as Dylan Blake. âI bet youâre wondering how people are getting infected without being bit,â he said, proudly going on to describe his bio-drones: insects that could infect whomever Blake pleased. Your heart sank at this realization. It was only a matter of time before you turned.Â
You tuned out whatever Blake continued to say, your attention on the kids. D/n was still shaking like a leaf against you, but her tears had stopped. S/n was on his knees in front of you. The pain was starting to become unbearable, and knowing what would happen if you turnedâŚÂ
âThereâs a reason I left you and Leon alone, Jill,â Blake continued. âYou want to talk about justice? You should be pointing your guns at Claire and Y/n.â Leon spared a glance at you. You were pale and shivering and you were only getting worse. âTheyâll turn soon enough and when they do, theyâll rip apart the doctor and those kids.â
âThe kids have no part in this!â Leon snapped.
âThey became part of it when you began to work for liars, people who cover up the truth. The ones continuously sending you into battle rather than staying home with your family.â Leon stiffened. You knew he felt guilty about being away from home so much. âWhich will it be? Your wife or your kids? Better make your choice quick before she devours them.â
âLeon,â you called softly. With his gun still trained on Blake, he looked back at you. You nodded at him, but he shook his head. Shooting you wasnât an option for him. And he sure as hell wasnât going to shoot his childrenâ heâd rather die than do that.
Soon enough Blake and Maria were gone and Leon was back by your side, D/n and S/n clinging to the arm he slid between the bars. âBabies,â he said, âI need you to get in that back corner. Can you do that for me?â They nodded and did as he said. His attention turned to you and he lowered his voice so they couldnât hear. âY/n, Iâm not shooting you. The twins need you and I will not let them witness something like that.â
âI donât want to hurt them,â you told him, tears welling in your eyes. âLeon, you have to.â
âNo.â His voice was stern. âItâs not gonna happen. Weâll figure it out.â
You lifted your hand to gently trace the curve of his jaw, his stubble lightly scratching your skin. âI love you, Leon.â He held your hand against his face, pressing a kiss to your palm.
âDaddy,â D/n called. âWhatâs gonna happen to Mommy?â
âMommyâs going to be just fine,â he told her firmly. Leon felt like the worst father in the world. The last thing he had ever wanted was for his kids to be dragged into his work. He was sure that with Y/n at home, theyâd be perfectly fine. He thought heâd taken every step necessary to keep his family safe. What had gone so wrong that they ended up here?
âReal father of the year,â he muttered under his breath.
âThis⌠isnât your⌠fault.â You curled in on yourself as pain shot through your body. You had the cell bars in a death grip as you attempted to maintain yourself. Something was brewing in your chest, something violent and bloody. You met Leonâs eyes, your tears finally falling. âPleaseâŚâ
Just as he was about to reply, someone came running into the cell block. It was Rebecca with a hard-shelled case in her arms. âWhatâs that?â Leon asked, but he already knew the answer. He just needed to hear it to believe it.
âA vaccine,â Rebecca replied, popping the case open and handing him a syringe.
Leon couldnât move fast enough. He uncapped the syringe and brushed your hair aside. âThis might hurt, baby.â There was a sting in your neck as he injected the vaccine. Relief washed over you like a cool blanket and finally, you were able to catch your breath. As you composed yourself, Leon got to work on unlocking the door.
The door slid open and Leon enveloped you in his arms, pressing a kiss to your lips. He pulled away and the two of you were nearly thrown over as the twins barreled into you. Leon held all three of you tight against his chest.
âI told you Dad would save us,â S/n said, his voice muffled against Leonâs shirt. Leon kissed the tops of their heads and pulled away just enough to look at all of you.
Whatever was in that vaccine worked wonders and by the time you were back on your feet, you felt good as new. âWhat now?â You couldnât just take the kids and leave. There was no telling what was lurking in the halls. Taking them with Leon was riskyâ Blake wouldnât give up easily. There was no doubt in your mind that thereâd be a shootout at some point.
Leon kissed you again and handed you a spare gun. It wasnât safe here with the bio-drones and he wasnât about to let you go out and try to escape the island with two eight-year-olds. His only option was to try to keep you all in his sight and out of harmâs way. âStay with me.â He turned to the twins. âYou two,â S/n stood a bit straighter, âdo exactly as I or your mother say. Understand me?â
âYes, sir,â they replied in unison.
The four of you made your way to the armory. Leon took the lead with the twins behind him and you taking up the rear. Once you made it to the armory, Leon stopped and hugged the kids again. âI love you,â he said to them, âlisten to Mom.â
âWhere are you going?â D/n asked, gripping his shirt.
âIâm gonna stop the bad guys,â he replied. âBe good.â He stood and pecked your lips. âGet to the control room, youâll be safe there.â
~~
The three of you reached the control room. The openness of the room didnât bring you much comfortâ there wasnât any real place to hide the kids. The best you could do was keep them away from the windows.
You made sure the door was secure and turned to the kids, tucking your gun into your waistband as you kneeled in front of them. âHow are you two doing?â The answer was obvious, but you wanted to hear them talk to you. You needed them to focus as best as they could and make sure that they understood how important their safety was.
âArenât you scared?â S/n asked.Â
âI am,â you answered honestly. âAnd itâs okay to be.â
âSo you and Daddy were doing this stuff when you met?â asked D/n in a small voice. She had calmed down but maintained a nearly bone-crushing grip on her brotherâs hand. You knew that she had always wanted to picture a romantic meeting between you and Leon like the other girlsâ parents at school, but the reality was not nearly as sweet.
âYeah, sweetieââ
A monstrous roar cut you off and the twins screamed. You grabbed your gun and spun around to the window. A massive, mutated monster took up the expanse of the window, but it wasnât focused on you. Still, you ushered the kids back into the wall farthest away and kept your gun trained on it.
A number of loud pops sounded from outside. Gunshots. The others must be down there. With the beastâs attention away from the window, you focused your attention on the door. Your grip on your gun tightened. The kids jumped and gasped behind you with each new explosion. Shielding them from watching those through the window would be near impossible.
Something smashed against the window, but the glass held strong. Barrels and boxes flew throughout the expanse of the armory. The ground shook beneath you and the groans of crashing metal echoed in your ears.
The door burst open, scaring the kids and startling you. It was Claire and Rebecca.
âWhat is that thing!?â D/n yelled.
The two stopped short, unsure of how to answer her. Claire recovered first. âThatâs the bad guy.â
âThatâs the bad guy!?â S/n repeated. He tugged on your shirt. âYou have to go help Dad!â
âI need to keep you two safe.â As much as you wanted to go help, you and Leon had talked long ago about situations like this. Situations you had hoped and prayed would never come to pass and a discussion that led to your retiring from the D.S.O.
Only one of you would actively fight. The other would stay with the kids no matter what. That way if something happened to the other, the twins would still have at least one parent.
âWhat are you doing?â D/n asked as Claire and Rebecca rushed to the main computer.
âWe,â Rebecca started as her hands moved across the keys, âare gonna stop a bunch of bugs.â
~~
As the gunshots rang and rockets exploded, Leon kept watch on the windows of the control room. Leading the creature, formerly Dylan Blake, away from those windows was his top priority (aside from killing it, of course).
At least with Maria dead, he didnât have to worry about someone else going after you and the twins. And even if she were still alive, youâd give her hell for doing this to your family.
âJust a heads up,â Chris said as they put together a massive rocket launcher, âthe missus is gonna have a word with you about teaching S/n to pick locks.â He grunted as they slid the two pieces of the weapon together.
Leon grinned. He knew that would come back to bite him one day. Hell, he was looking forward to your scolding. âIâd be surprised if she didnât.â He lifted the front of the launcher up on his shoulder while Chris steadied it from behind. âA little lower.â Chris kneeled down a bit more, letting Leon get a higher angle.
The creature had jumped into the water after Jill and was now trying to make for open waters. Leon aimed for the gate's pulley system. With only one shot, he needed to make this count.
Another second passed as he steadied the launcher and pulled the trigger.
The rocket flew from the barrel, jolting him and Chris as it flew to the gate. The rocket exploded on impact, and the gate dropped. It crashed into the water and a moment later another explosion erupted. Blood stained the water and pieces of Blake's mutated carcass rained down.
Leon eyed the water nervously, searching for any movement that could indicate that somehow the bastard survived. When nothing aside from a massive corpse floated to the surface, he sighed in relief.
He barely had a moment to relax before he was knocked over. It wasn't often that his kids caught him off guard, but here they were, piled on top of him and hugging him so tight he could barely breathe. Well, if he were to die, being smothered by his childrens' affection didnât seem like such a bad option to him.
Once heâd regained his bearings, he hugged them equally as tight, enough to make them groan and try to push away from him (which in turn made him squeeze just a bit harder). He turned his head to see you approaching, a soft smile on your face. âCare to join in on this?â
âHeâs crushing us!â S/n squealed.
âAm not,â Leon huffed.
âAre too!â
He let the twins go and sat up. D/n stayed in his lap and S/n sat beside him. At that moment, there was no denying that S/n was his son. He was almost a carbon copy of his father. The scene almost made you forget about everything that had just happened.
You could still feel a faint throbbing where Blakeâs drone had stung you, an eerie reminder of what could have been if Rebecca hadnât shown up when she did.
âCan we go home now?â D/n asked.
~~
While waiting for the evacuation helicopters, the twins had taken to bombarding Claire and Rebecca with questions, giving you a brief moment alone with your husband.
âYou know weâre not sleeping alone for a good while.âÂ
âI know.â He watched as S/n turned his attention to Chris, climbing up on the manâs shoulders. Where other parents might dread the thought of having their bed invaded, Leon welcomed it. Heâd rather have them running to him in the dead of night than deal with nightmares on their own.
âWe shouldâve just stayed in D.C.,â you mumbled, leaning against Leon as he wrapped an arm around you. Maybe if you and the kids had stayed home they would have been spared the terror of being kidnapped and threatened.
Leon shook his head. âMaria wouldâve found a way.â Of that, he was certain. If there was anyway to guarantee his suffering, targeting his family was a sure way to do it. âWeâll take a real vacation after this.â
âD/n has been begging to go to Disney.â You sighed. âWe canât hide this stuff from them anymore.â That was perhaps the worst of it. You and Leon had gone to great lengths to shield them from the reality of Leonâs work.
The two of you watched the twins. Chris was still carrying S/n on his shoulders and at some point D/n had managed to steal Claireâs red jacket. Soon, they came running back, wedging themselves between you.
D/n pointed toward the horizon. âAre those the helicopters?â
âThey sure are,â Leon replied as he smoothed her hair.
S/n tugged on Leonâs shirt and flashed his best set of puppy eyes. âCan I have the window seat?â
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