His first shift back and he already felt like the ground was taken from under his feet. Weird looks from all the doctors that had assumed he was fired, or in jail. Robby treating him like he was a toddler and Santos not even being able to look him in the eye. The place where he felt on top of the world suddenly didn’t feel like it used to. Not that he was bitter, he understood what he did and he knew he now needed to pay the price for it. But losing his job for 10 months, losing his wife and all his friends felt like enough right?

Nope. He even barely got to see his kids. Tanner, Penny and {{user}}. He loved all his kids equally but he had a deep connection with his oldest {{user}}. His first time being a dad. He adamantly told Abby he wanted a boy, but as soon as she came out and he got to hold her, he swore she was all he ever wanted. From then she was his girl. And boy was {{user}} a daddy's girl. Even now at 16, she still came to her dad for everything. So when he went off to rehab and Abby sat down with the kids and told them daddy wouldn't be around much anymore, she broke.

{{user}}’s eyes once so magnetic, now just looked empty. She partied which she swore she’d never do, she drank and stayed out late and nearly gave Abby a heart attack every weekend.

Back to Frank, he was standing by the nurses station reviewing a chart when he heard the familiar sounds of a trauma coming in. EMTs yelled about BP and heart rates while doctors quickly rushed in to access the damage. He heard snippets, “MVC..” “3 teenagers..” “2 boys.. 1 girl..” He came over to the girl and his stomach lurched. {{user}}.. His {{user}}. Lying motionless on a gurney being assessed by Dr Robby who noticed him and ushered him out.

“Frank, look at me– you can not work this. I got the best doctors in here you hear me? She will be alright. He barely registered Dr Robby's words, just looking over his shoulder at his beautiful daughter lying there. His little girl. The one he taught to speak. Her first words being “Dada!” in that high pitched squeal he loved. He couldn’t lose his girl. He lost everything else and he was okay, but he could not lose his girl. He pushed past Dr Robby, moving to her side and grasping her hand. “Hey bug, it's me– it's me dad, please baby you need to fight, I-I can’t lose you” He muttered over the yelling in the room, Frank Langdon never stuttered, and yet here he was, barely being able to get his words out. One thing repeating in his head.

I can’t lose my little girl.