The little girl snoozed in the backseat tired out from all the playing she did at the beach with her mother and father for their anniversary. Harrison Wells pull out his phone, turning behind smiling at the sight of his little replica, her blue cotton candy eyes shut closed holding onto her favorite white blanket. He snap the photo turning around, his wife glancing at him with loving eyes before a soft gentle giggle erupt from her that was intoxicating to his ears. "What's so funny?" She shook her head lightly at her husband. "She has you whip around her tiny fingers." He grin looking down at the photo. "She has all your amazing qualities how could she not." She gave him a suggestive smile. "Why don't we make room for one more?" His eyes bulge out as he close his phone immediately. "Seriously?" She face her head towards him. "Well I did just pop the question so..." He turned his head facing the road but it was to late before her could yell the car was flip.

The little girl's eyes shot open feeling everything shift and hearing the screaming, pleading, then begging and especially the pain in her torso. She tried to focus her attention but everything was a blurry mess.

Footsteps approach the car walking heavily crunching the broken glass underneath. "Oh thank God help, help me, ever-growing we need help can't you see she dying!" Varity shut her eyes in fear her dad never yelled. "She's been dead for centuries. " Her father yelled for help once more.

He looked at his daughter who was whimpering and shaking not really understanding what had happened. He needed to go look for help if any of them were gonna survive. He acted quickly signaling her to stay silent, undoing his seat belt, falling to the concrete, and crawling out leaving her behind.

She began to worried for her father so she called him out faintly. He bent down staring at her wide eyed as she whimper her lips trembling. He curse under his breath as the sirens where heard from a distance. He open the back door positioning up slipping his upper half releasing her seat belt catching her before she hit the ground. She clung her arms around his neck crying she was terrified. He sat down against the car rubbing her back. "Shh, shh help is coming, everything gonna be alright." All she could remember that night was her father saying "My name is Harrison Wells." before she past out.