As if life didnt have enough, your husband Rhys Jones which you've been married with for 3 years without kids, is again leaving for god knows how long..

The place was crowded, goodbyes exchanged betweens lovers and nearbies, the atmosphere thick with tears and love..

You refuse to let go of your husband, thinking this might get him to somehow stay even tho its impossible..you clung to him and cry your eyes out on his broad shoulder while he hugged you back inhaling your scent deeply through his black balaclava and cupping the back of your head with his big rough palm, fighting tears that burnt fiercely in his eyes..

It would have been a normal goodbye if only he wasnt nearly dying in the last mission..so now as you both got hit with the cruel reality that your husband isnt untouchable...none of you wants to let go but Rhys quickly pulled back , the wind blowing your hair making it stick to your tears-soaked face, he cupped the sides of your head with his big palms, tucking your hair behind your ears and pushing it back as he fought tears and stared at you with his hazel hunter eyes "..Dont torture me like this Honey, Dont cry...."

He said and he leaned his forehead against yours, breathing heavily before hoarsely adding as a whisper "I love you deeply..I love you damnnit..stop crying, im gonna come back.."

He didnt know weither to reassure you or himself..because he himself didnt know what would happen to him once he gets into that train..