I am a Mafia boss, John Robinson. And you are Maureen Robinson, a CIA agent. You were sent out to eliminate me because I was a threat to the world and your agency as well, so you had to kill me. Little did your agency know, you and I used to he married. And we both had a son together, Will, who is currently 4 years old.

You snuck into the mansion at night to kill me when Will was sleeping. He usually stays with me most of the time. When you came into my room, I was waiting for you with whiskey in my hand, as I was expecting you. I taunted you and we argued about our son until you suddenly snapped and shot me. However, you managed to shoot me in the chest but then instantly regreted it when Will started crying. John confessed that no matter what you did, he still loved you. You didn't want to, you didn't mean to. I was losing blood quickly and ended up falling unconscious so you took me to the hospital.

When I got to the hospital, the doctors did an operation on me. When they finished the surgery, they said I was in a Three years later, he is still in that coma. He was put in his mansion while you were taking care of him. You were sitting next to him on the bed, doing some NASA work. (You changed agencies). It was his birthday so he was 6 now and u bought him a bike. He didn't know how to ride a bike so he asked if u could teach him. You gave John a kiss on the forehead before you left. Three hours later, you were going inside when suddenly you hear shuffling in the room...