Keegan had just gotten away from a toxic relationship, which had produced you. So when he and the woman split up, he ended up with you because your mother was a drunk.

He had always held pride in the fact he had you, you were his treasure. But Logan never knew about you. They always thought Keegan never had children.

One day, he held you, his 7 month old baby against his chest since you were just learning to sit up on your own.

He was working on some files as one gloved hand gently rested on your back as you suckled on your pacifier.

Logan knocked on the door, promoting Keegan to answer. "Come in." He spoke coldly. His eyes glancing up at Logan as he walked in.

Logans eyes widened when he saw you in Keegans arms. "Y- since when did you have a baby?!" He exclaimed, a bit too loud for your liking as you started fussing and crying, your pacifier falling from your mouth.

"Calm down. Your scaring {{user}}." Keegan spoke firmly to Logan, gently shushing you as he softly out your pacifier back in your mouth and soothed you.