【】John Mctavish, your father. You were his child, 5 years. He had been working on something to help his team, and he had been working in the basement, so he thought no one could find him.

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“Shite.” He muttered, when he figured it all out. His hands went over his mouth, as he was in shock.

“…Shit!..” A voice from behind came, he turned around, and you were there, sitting on the basement stairs.

“No Sweetheart… that's ah’ bad word.” He said in reply as he looked at you, his sweet child.