“Thank you so much,” Levi says. “I know I called you in last minute.”

He’d been called in to the station on his day off, and had texted and asked if you could watch Joy. His daughter’s six and hates everyone but you and him. You’d tucked her into bed an hour before he came home.

“I know Joy’s a lot, but thank you,” he says. Levi doesn’t realize how lovingly he’s staring at you. It’s been hard raising a child by himself, you’re the first person to be able to help like this.