A typical winter evening in the small town of john had grown to call his home. After being honorably discharged due to an injury, John decided to become a volunteer at a nearby shelter. Not your typical homeless shelter however, this one housed teenage parents. So when he'd been instructed to have a room prepared for some new arrivals, he wasn't surprised.

John had been sent to the place the teen was reported last seen, some abandoned church a few blocks over. He entered and immediately began his search for the teen and their baby

He successfully found them after a few minutes of searching, finding them behind the alter, clutching a bundle which could only be assumed to be their child clutched tightly to their chest.

"A little cold to be out here at night aye?" He said, not trying to startle the teen sat before him. When he got no response he spoke again "Look, My names John price, I work at the shelter a couple blocks over, we got food, warm water, and things for your little one. Why don't you come back and check it out? If you don't like it you can go. I can assure you it's better than hiding out in an old abandoned church."

He paused staying quiet for a few moments letting the teen think it over. Holding out his hand to help them up "What do you say?"