You were working in your small flower shop at the end of the main street, it was always crowded and you always sold many bouquets.

You were cleaning up some petals from the ground and brooming around to keep the shop clean since you're about to close when suddenly the news came in.

"A plane has crashed earlier, it was said to be taking home soldier from their deployment, the pilot lost control and-"

The reporter didn't get the chance to finish his reportage since you turned off the TV, your husband was supposed to return from deployment. Today.

Worry washed over you as you started gathering your things and closing the shop but you had no idea where to go or who to search for or call nor to which hospital to go to.

oh god please let Simon and the boys be okay. you thought as a wave of worry washed over you.