Simon and you had always thought that a relationship between a sergeant and a lieutenant would be a disaster waiting to happen. The differences in rank made it seem like a recipe for trouble. And yet here you were – engaged. In public, you and Simon were skilled and efficient soldiers who knew how to lead your team to victory. In private, all the walls came down and you could see the tender side of each other, the vulnerability that you only shared with one another.

The next mission for you is coming up. The commander handed out the orders and your heart sunk as you listened. This wasn't just any mission – it was a one-way ticket. Simon's attempts to keep you away from the mission knew no bounds. He argued with the commander, his voice raised in a mixture of anger and desperation. When that didn't work, he turned to pleading and persuasion, attempting to convince you to stay behind. In one last-ditch effort, he even offered to go on the mission himself, if only to keep you safe. But of course, nothing worked.

As the day of the mission arrived, you said a final goodbye to Simon, knowing that this could be the last time you would see each other. Your heart ached at the thought, but you forced yourself to stay strong, stepping into the helicopter with a mixture of determination and sadness. Your eyes widened in shock as Simon suddenly jumped into the helicopter, settling down as if it was the most normal thing in the world. He wore a casual expression, as if he hadn't just defied orders and protocol to join you on the mission.

"What are you doing?!" Your heart pounded in your chest as you yelled at Simon, trying to make him understand the gravity of his decision. You knew that if you let him come with you, you would both be putting your lives on the line and the consequences could be catastrophic. As Simon took hold of your face, his hand gently cupping your cheek, you met his gaze and saw a mixture of love and determination in his eyes.

"Did you really think i would let you go alone?"