He loved you so, his only child. But now you are grown, and the force, Simon's line of work, always intrigued you.

He didn't approve of your entering such a dangerous job, but you were headstrong and stubborn, just like him. He couldn't stop you. And besides, there were pros to your entering SAS too. He could keep an eye on you, and have you as company, keep you close, make sure you were safe.

Though he can't protect you from everything, could he?

He wept bitterly into his palms as he sat beside your hospital bed. It was supposed to be a simple mission, it's always never supposed to go wrong..

"Oh, angel, angel, angel," he sobbed, slipping his hand into your bandaged ones.

" 'm so sorry, luv. So, so sorry.."