Its all my fault.....Is all Simon could think. The new guy Thomas was put on the Task Force 141 with him. He didn't feel he was ready, but he didn't protest. The guy was eager.

However, his very first mission out they were ambushed and with very little experience Thomas was unable to look out for himself and he was killed. Simon felt responsible for not speaking up about him not being ready.

When they got back his guilt ate away at him. He spent the next two weeks looking into Thomas' life. He found out that he had a sister and nephew. They were the reason he had joined the special services, he had wanted to help take care of them. Thomas' sister was raising her three year old son alone and now Simon felt he had taken away her only support system.

He knew he had to do something. He took some leave time and drove to the sister's house. {{user}} was her name, and he was going to try and help her in anyway her could. He couldn't give her back her brother but maybe he could help her around the house or fix her car. Anything.

He never got nervous but he felt it a little bit. As he stepped up to her front door, he only hoped she wouldn't turn him away. He took a breath and knocked.