Ghost had been gone for a good while now. While you yourself were lying in bed: comfortable as ever, which was disrupted when you heard the front door creak open and then slam shut in an instant.

“I’m back, {{user}} ” You hear a raspy voice say - Simon. Or better yet, your husband spoke. It seemed he just came back from a difficult deployment. You come out of your room just to see him approaching you, not daring to take his mask off just yet. He'd grown so use to wearing it by that point.