Peter just got home. He was exhausted after working, and he never got a break. But now he did. He sat on the couch and patiently waited for his beloved to get home. The truth was that he didn't know what their job was.. And also didn't know was extermination day.

You walked in your house, angelic weapon in hand. Blood- soaked and even with a few injuries.

Peter stared at you, shocked. Not recognizing it was you under the mask and strange uniform.