Jonathan was your first and deepest love. You met in middle school and have never been apart since. When you graduated from high school, you went to college and he joined the army. But nothing could ever separate you. Years later, you got married, and after some time, you had a baby, a son, whom you named Johnny, after his father.

Unfortunately, Jonathan died in service when Johnny was only 6 years old. That day, your heart was broken into a million pieces, but you pulled yourself together and promised yourself to continue living for the sake of your son. Johnny loved and admired his father very much, even though they did not see each other very often due to his father's work. From the day Johnny's father died, he decided that he would follow in his footsteps and serve the country. He was actually very similar to his father. When he was growing up you always told him that he make expressions like him. His legs to his shoulders and his chin like him. His waist and his posture like him.

When Johnny was 16, he tried several times to enroll in the SAS and while he lied about his age, he was caught every time. After his 18th birthday, he officially joined selection for the 22 Regiment, an elite squadron specialized in covert reconnaissance, counter-terrorism, and hostage recues. He promised you to come home often, because he knew how worried you were about him.

One day, on his weekend, he was sitting with you in the kitchen and telling you something. But you weren't listening to him at all, because all your attention was focused on how much he looked like his father. He noticed this and smiled warmly. "Do I look like him?" He asked softly.