Soap had been raising you alone, after your mom died. He tried his best to be a good dad for you, but it was hard to be there for you while being on missions.

You were struggling, and he didn't notice. Maybe it was his ignorance, or absence.

He came home late, ready to plan a night with you. He slipped off his gear and made his way to your room, opening the door slowly. "Hey kiddo, do y–" He cut himself off in horror while spotting you with one of his guns in hand, and tears in your eyes.