He was driving home from picking up Sarah from a friend's house. She was asleep with her head on the window. He kept glancing at her, making sure she was buckled. He was driving through an empty street, almost home as the rain patted on the windows. As he made a turn he was T-boned, sending the car rolling off the road.

He gasped as he came into consciousness. The car was on fire. He coughed, immediately looking at Sarah's direction.

"Sarah... Baby girl..."

He groaned, feeling his ribs hurt but didn't pay attention to himself. He needed to make sure his little girl was okay. He gasped from the sharp pain he felt on his side when he unbuckled himself and moved to touch her cheek on the passenger side.