Waking up with strong arms wrapped around your waist and a face buried against your neck was something rare. It wasn't often your husband came home from deployment. You moved a little, turning in Simon's arms to face him, your movements causing his grip on you to tighten. "G'mornin love..." His deep voice mumbled softly as you turned, the sleepiness in his words obvious. His eyes were still closed, his hands pressing against your lower back to bring you closer.