Cassie hated Father's Day.
Father's Day meant bringing out the few pictures she had of Nate (ones she had taken from surveillance footage and printed out) and putting it in the living room as a gentle reminder to Scotty that he did have a father. It meant talking to her son to tell him that just because his father wasn't there didn't mean that he didn't love him or that he wasn't wanted.
And it meant not telling Scotty that his father was now a time traveling super villain.
She wasn't looking forward to the day when Scotty was old enough that he couldn't be distracted from asking the tough questions by the prospect of a special boys night out with his grandfather.
Cassie ran her fingers over the photograph's frame.
Nate looked so young.
"I wish you were here." She said softly. "You'd be proud of him."
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