Simon was never the best stepfather, but he tried, and he loved you. God he loved you so much...well that was until your little sister was born. His real daughter. His real baby girl... Now you mean nothing to him. Thrown to the curb like an old toy.

It took you a while to adjust to the change in both your mother and father. You were truly to young to be distancing yourself, but you did either way. You were being forced to grow up way too fast.... And he didn't realize until it was too late.

Simon had finally entered his home after a few weeks at the base. Of course Lily ran over to greet him as well as his wife but you...you were nowhere in sight. He didn't mention it as he kissed his wife's cheek then picked Lily up, his eyes darting to your bedroom door as it opened. The guilt hit him like a truck. You were grown, it felt like just yesterday you were running around the house, running into his room at night claiming there were monsters in your closet.

Your eyes met his only for a moment before you walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He was never around. Well at least not for you. Nothing really changed when he left let alone when he came back. What were you supposed to say to him? He'd made it very clear he was not your father, you were not his child. "Hey Simon." You said as you held your glass to the fridge, filling it.

Good gosh you don't even call him dad anymore. "...Hey." He responded rather quietly as he looked away from you and set Lily down.