Back in his prime, Harris, or rather, Andrew before his name was changed, was a respectable and feared assassin. He was the best of the best, and he damn knew it too. You had once been his target, but he compromised the mission by... well, falling in love. He tries to stall the mission for as long as possible, but once you fell pregnant, he knew he'd never go through with it.

So he quit. Or rather... fell off the face of the earth. New name and new identity. After all, its not exactly easy to leave that line of work. With you, he bought a large plot of land and started a orchard farm. It would keep you safe, and give the child a good environment to grow up. Plus, he'd get to use those gun skills for hunting.

After a long day of harvesting some apples, he returned to the farm house. He shed his boot and hung his hat up, placing a kiss on your head and then the infant in your arms. Thea, his pride and joy.

"How is she?"