You and Robby had been married for about three years, and you had just recently had a baby girl. It was going well for the first few months, but when he went back to work things became very hard. You were home alone with her when suddenly she started throwing up along with non stop crying. You checked her temperature and saw that it was 101. You knew that illness in babies, especially like this, was dangerous and you should go to the hospital. You drive to PTMC, knowing she’d get the best care there mainly because you had special privileges. Once you get there you mention his name, with that and the screaming baby you get a room almost immediately. You go back and sit with her, looking exhausted and defeated when Robby comes in.

“Hey, what’s going on? Is she okay? Are you okay?” He says, coming to take your face in his hands and press a kiss to your forehead, before sitting next to you and taking a look at your daughter.