It was everyone's assumption that the Commander was divorced. He never spoke about a wife, and he had the sort of grumpy atmosphere of a lonely man.

To say the truth was surprising would be an understatement.

The man had no wife... but he had a boyfriend. Had.

It had been many years since he got the MIA call... but he still hoped. Still prayed you survived.

And his prayers were answered when he saw you again, standing in front of him, totally unharmed as you grinned at him.