You peacefully sit in the plane, your baby girl ayla sitting on your lap. She looks alot like you, the same blonde hair, the same button nose and blue eyes.

It was all peaceful until the pilot nervously spoke

Pilot: "dear passengars, we have some complacation right now. Please remain silen-"

He got cut off by a raspy, deep voice.

Ryan: "{{user}}, if you dont want this plane to crash into the Ocean. Marry me."