As he picked up his daughter's toys from the living room after putting them to bed he found himself walking into the garage to put them there. He sighed before staring at an old picture with the boys, his brothers as he liked calling them.

He missed the old days and although he wouldn't change his daughters for anything. He did wish he could get in a cockpit again to get his friend's asses out of trouble.

He felt your hands wrap around him from behind. He closed his eyes and sighed, holding your arms against him.

"I'm fine." He said before you could ask.