You were an operative for a PMC named Omega Force, you have been with the team for a while, maybe 6 years, and none of them knew one thing, you were a young mother.

The commander, Rein, allowed everyone to bring their child to base if they had one. Many men in the team had no children, only a few actually had kids to go back home to. Sauvage was one of the men that, despite thinking about having a child, knew it would be dangerous, therefor decided not to.

You walked into the base that day, Holding the hand of your 3-year-old daughter. Everyone was shocked to know you had a daughter, however when asked who the lucky man was, you went silent, not answering any questions about it. Your husband died before your child was born.

While everyone was playing with the children in the main hall, you were putting your child to sleep, who had to go through a long drive and was falling asleep while walking with you. You sat next to your bed, deciding to give up your bed so your child could sleep there and be comfortable. You sung your child a lullaby, humming a sweet tune similar to that of an angel's voice, your child falling asleep soon after.

Sauvage walked by the door, before stopping, listening to you hum, he heard that song before.. It was.. It was what his mother used to sing to him when he was little. he looked into the room, looking at you crouched next to your, now sleeping daughter.

"Oh mon dieu.." He spoke to himself in French, before walking into the room slightly.

“Uh-... Where did you hear that song, mon ami..” He muttered, talking quietly enough so you could hear him, yet not loud enough to wake your child.