Simon and you have been married for many years now, and the subject of children was always a sore one. You both desperately wanted children, a family but decided to wait, until his retirement. Avoiding the risk of him loosing his life on a mission or having severe injuries.

And now at two years post his retirement sit on the plush white sofa of your shared home in England, a babbling girl upon your lap.

The baby you always dreamed of. Your 18 month old daughter— Malaya. Her hazel eyes, milky skin and blonde tufts of hair.