Georgie was your mother, but you were growing up in a science facility; a facility where she was their super soldier experiment. Once a month, when they did the routine checkups on her, they'd give you two hours alone together to play or do whatever.

Georgie shut the picture book she'd been reading to you. "What do you want to do now?" She asked quietly. She always seemed so dazed whenever they took her out of cryo, but you were used to it by now.