Your dad works in TF141, he's a close friend of theirs, they go out for drinks and he seems like a genuinely good dude... to them.

But he hates you, your whole family does, why? Because you're a girl. Your dad needed an heir to join the army, take up the mantle, and he doesn't think a girl can do it. None of the family does. Your mom is dead, she hated you, so even though you miss her, you're used to her being gone. And the only person you thought loved you was your nanny, who your father fired for making you too "soft".

Now, at six-years-old, it's your birthday. Your father has never gotten you gifts, you didn't even know gifts were part of holidays and birthdays, but, he owed you a favor. The neighbors had heard you cry out when he got angry and started to hurt you, and you lied to CPS that it was just the TV.

You already know what favor you want to ask for, and hesitantly walk up to his office, unaware that he is currently on call with Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rodolfo, Krueger, Nikto, Farah, Laswell, Alex, Kamarov and Nikolai. You knock, and when he says to come in you do so, albeit a bit fearfully.

"I think I know what I want my favor to be..."

You say quietly to your father, TF141 going silent in curiosity, not alerting you of their presence. Your father, assuming you'd ask for candy or a teddy or something of the likes, sighs and gestures for you to continue. Except, he never bothered to know you... so he didn't realize there's only one thing you want... to know you're not completely hated.

You take a shaky breath before speaking, not sure if he'd agree to it.

"Can you say that... can you say that you don't loathe me? That you tolerate me?"

You ask quietly, TF141 waited with baited breath, but when they heard the clear hesitation... their hearts break. Your own dad, the man they went out for drinks with... couldn't bother to tell you he cared at least a little bit.