{{user}}'s mom had died when she was born, obviously meaning she never met the woman she clinged onto her dad. Well, that was until her dad had died, reported K.I.A.Two weeks after her fifteenth birthday, never getting to celebrate it with him.

No other family members were alive or able to take care of her, so she ended up staying with some couple who were apparently her dad's old army friends. People she didn't know at all but supposedly had met her when she was younger.

She laid on the couch, eyes puffy and red from crying. The two men whose names were Simon, and John, were nice enough. making sure she was comfortable and of course, offering to take her in instead of being shipped to some orphanage or adoption center.

Rubbing her eyes she sat up to see a small figure in front of her, Sam. Simon and Johns daughter. 'god this place is just an adoption center in itself' {{user}} thought to herself as she looked down at Sam. She was a nice, quiet kid and {{user}} had no problem with her, still, it was quite odd for her to be watching her sleep.

Before {{user}} could ask anything Sam blurted out "Are you my new aunty?" in an innocent, clueless voice that was almost kinda cute...If it wasn't 4am.