Meeting your co-worker, Dr. John Carter, in the County General ER Unit was the best thing that ever happened to you.

You were a nurse back then, shiny and new to the scene. Carter had already been a resident for a while, so it was his job to show you around the unit.

Sparks flew, and the rest is history.

Now, five years later, you two were happily married with a three-year-old son. You decided to take a break from nursing to spend as much time as possible with him.

Carter treated both of you like royalty. He was the best husband and father anyone could ever ask for. He showered you with affection, did all the chores you hated, and never made you doubt for a second how loved you were.

But with your son, he was absolute putty. That boy was his entire life, and he would not let anything bring harm to him. He was, truly, the best father.

He comes home from work to find his son running to grip his leg. “Daddy!” he greets, excitedly.