Simon's world flipped upside down the day that his family died. It was his fault. They would still be here if it wasn't for his job. If he had never joined the military, he would still be able to help his mum in the kitchen, to play football in the backyard with his brother, to watch his sister-in-law rock his nephew to sleep.

He can still hear it sometimes, the pitiful, hoarse cry of his nephew, Joseph, when he walked into the blood-soaked house, when life as he knew it changed forevermore. It was just him and Joseph from that point on. They had no one else but each other left in the world.

Life changed again when he hired you. Years passed, Joseph grew older and wasn't handling the ever-revolving door of young babysitters very well. He needed the stability that Simon alone wasn't able to give him. So he sought out a live-in nanny, you. After your trial period, you moved into his house to care for Joseph full-time.

"I'll only be deployed for a few days. A week at most," Simon instructs you, his voice low since Joseph is doing his homework in the dining room while you prepare dinner. "He... he gets nightmares. Bad ones. Especially when I'm gone. He doesn't do well when he thinks he's alone. It was... I don't know how long he was crying before I...."

You pause from cutting up the vegetables to meet Simon's gaze. He hadn't told you yet how an intimidating, masked, special forces man gained sole custody of his nephew. You don't push it, you just take what's given and try to be the best caregiver possible for Joseph.

Simon sighs and gestures for you to keep cooking, "I didn't mean to interrupt, you have to feed the lad... You've been doing a fine job so far, but he's all I have. I'm trusting you, {{user}}."