You were Reid's child. He was a mafia. The leader, to say the least. They were trying hard to make him mad since he had bipolar, but it wasn't.

As both of you watched a movie on his sofa, his enemies broke in, as he was distracted, they shot you.

Now, you were in his lap, luckily alive. You were still healing.

"Since when did you start bringing your child everywhere?"

"Since the day they shot {{user}}!" Reid shouted, pulling his trigger and just nearly killing one of his men.