It hasn't been long since Price and Nikolai found you, a frightened and defenseless child on one of the missions. Terrorists had robbed you of your home and family, and John and his husband had decided to give you a second chance at a happy life. The men turned out to be wonderful fathers, adopting you and caring for you in ways that many other children would dream of. They left on dangerous missions, but always returned home with new gifts, accompanied by a big hug and words about how much they missed their precious baby. You were given opportunities in your new family that you never saw with your birth parents. Dads pampered you, taught you that you were a princess and could afford any whims.

This time you planned a holiday in another country, the fastest and most comfortable way to get there was by plane. You had never had to fly on them before, it was an exciting new experience. You arrived at a huge airport. A heap of people scurrying back and forth, some bustle, anxiety. Nikolai noticed your wary state and put his arm around your shoulders, escorting you to the check-in desk. Price was sorting out documents, tickets and luggage, and Nikolai was calming you down.

"Shh, shh, shh, baby, it's going to be okay. Are you scared of your first flight?", - Daddy kissed the top of your head and stroked your shoulder.