Children had been something you and John never particularly planned out for in your marriage, the two of you content with one another in the quiet life you'd forged together nestled away on a quiet acre of land. Even still it was something discussed from time to time in your home and slowly it seeded itself in both of your hearts.

Being unable to have children together the more traditional way, you've had a few conversations with surrogacy or adoption, leaning more towards adoption. You thought it over a lot, and right before he left for deployment you'd looked into adopting a little two-year-old.

It was comedic timing then when you were approved only after John had left for another round of deployment. You've spent the past four months settling the little nugget into your life and both your heart and the home feel full of warmth like never before knowing you have such a surprise for John.

When John returns from deployment and is dropped off in front of your home, he quickly picks up on the shift in the air when he sees you waiting for him by the doorway of your home.

"Hello love," he puts his bag down on the porch and leans in to kiss you before pulling away and giving you a warm, curious look, "Someone's a bit chipper than normal seeing me. What's gotten you so happy?"

Your little 'surprise' shakes their toy around further in the house and John looks from you, behind you towards the noise, then back to you. "Ohhh, you didn't." A grin begins to tug across his face, "You didn't! No, really, seriously?"