The two of you had been trying for a child months before Kyle's deployment. When you had eventually fallen pregnant it was two months before his next scheduled deployment—not ideal, but with the deployment lasting only six months, it gave a window for Kyle to come home before your due date.

That was the ideal plan anyway, but your little one had other ideas when your water broke the night before he was scheduled to come back home at two in the morning.

Your mind swam with worries of him not being around for your first child and the lack of his support at your side was daunting to face, and yet ten hours in with no one but nurses to soothe you while in labour.

"Let me in!" Comes his gruff voice from out in the hall, "I'm her husband, let me in!"

A short moment later he comes in and makes a beeline for you where you're held up on the bed, warm hands of his finding yours and clutching them. "I drove like the hounds of hell were on my tail to get here." Kyle chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple. "Kid couldn't wait, hm?"