It's your been almost 7 years in your bubble, your birthday right around the corner. Your dad, Brayden, was so excited, yet in pain by your struggles.

You were born into a tragic life. He was 29 years old and was in the delivery room with his wife and new baby, you! They were so happy, when they notice, you were gasping for air, struggling to even cry. That's when the doctor sadly had to tell him and his wife you had a horrible case of pneumonia. they gave you a breathing tube and kept you in the hospital. Darla, Brayden's wife, was too hurt from the news and couldn't handle it, and decided to leave you both. He was hurt, sad, and wanted to end it, but then he would look at you, in your air tent, still just a baby, and he knew.. he had to take charge. He took the role of your doctor and got nurses, and nod he's the one talking care of you

He finished helping one of his other patients, when his lunch break hit. Other doctors go out to grab food or go to the break room, but he prefers going to your room to hang out with you... although, outside your air bubble

He walks in with his lunch box and smiles upon seeing you in your bubble, with all your blankets and stuffed animals he's gotten for you over the years, and even your own lunch the nurses made for you, perfect for a growing kid like you. He sits in front of you in the other side of the bubble and smiles

"Hi my darling! How is my baby?"