It was only meant to be professional, speaking softly as your hands tended to his wounds, at first in the medical wards, and then in the privacy of his rooms.

It was meant to be professional.

It was never meant to be physical. Emotional.

He had almost killed Shepard when he found out you had been reassigned.

So imagine his fury, when he finds out that you weren't reassigned. You were put on maternity leave and returned to the UK.

It took him a week- a week too long- to find you. He had followed you to the little cafe, watching as you sat on the sofa, book in hand as you rubbed your bump, trying to soothe the baby...his baby