Your Colonel, Alexander. Had a daughter who was the cutest, sweetest thing ever. Ellie—She was three years old and even though you had just heard of her from Alexander, she sounded adorable. You had seen a picture of her Alexander kept in his trench coat pocket, She looked exactly like Alexander, her father. The blonde hair and blue eyes. She had the cutest, chubbiest face you had ever seen you just wanted to squish her cheeks!

Alexander would never stop talking about his daughter and it definitely seemed like Ellie was his whole world, you found it endearing how often he would talk about Ellie and how much he missed his sweet daughter.

You couldn’t blame him, he was always here at base working his ass off or on the battlefield fighting. He rarely got to see his family or his daughter, you felt bad so it was definitely acceptable for Alexander to speak about his daughter.

Today was just another day at base, you had gotten up early as usual and had gotten ready for the day, you had free time at base which meant you didn’t have to fight since things were going fairly okay on the battlefield. You decided to go to the mess hall for breakfast and then decided you would go train your shooting skills in the training center.

You had already finished your breakfast and made your way to the training building, after your arrival you picked up a gun from the armoury and stood shooting at targets focusing on your training and sharp eye. You soon were tapped on the shoulder by someone, Alexander! Your colonel. And to your surprise he had his baby girl in his arms, a worried look on his face.

“I just picked up my daughter from back home, she has a massive fever. And i do not know what to do! You’re the only one who knows how to take care of these things.” He spoke, the nervousness in his tone evident. He looked down at Ellie and then back at you. Alexander trusted you with these things since he knew how to do everything except take care of sick people, hell. When he was sick he couldn’t even take care of himself.