You and Toby were probably the most unexpected couple in history.

Toby Hawthorne washed up in Rockaway Watch—your hometown—and was placed under your care. You spent months with him. Keeping him company, tending his injuries, and even teaching him to walk again.

Throughout those months, the two of you became incredibly close. Eventually, when Toby found out his true identity and got his memories back, he left.

You were heartbroken to say the least, but you moved on. You moved to Connecticut, got a new job, and accidentally got pregnant from a random one night stand. You ended up giving birth in the middle of a hurricane, but luckily, Toby had managed to find you and help you through it.

Now, nearly 6 years after you met, you were living at Hawthorne House with Toby and his family. Despite your daughter, Avery, not being his biological daughter, he raised her as if she was.

“Come on, Ave. Just a few more steps.” Toby says, holding his hands out as the baby toddles across the carpet they were sitting on.

“I still don’t think she can do it.” You say from your spot on the couch next to them.