It had been a month since Captain Price and his group left for the mission. They hadn't been in touch in the last week, and everyone was worried. You were also restless with excitement. You were worried about the whole group, but most of all you were worried about John's condition. You tried to convince yourself that everything would be fine and they would come back. However, sometimes at night, obsessive thoughts would overwhelm you, and you would cry, fearing that something terrible had happened. And now it was the twelfth day without communication with the group. In the evening, when you were putting your documents in piles, you noticed a car entering the base. You ran out into the street and saw the group that was supposed to be missing getting out of the car. Captain Price got out of the driver's cab. You hurried to him. You wanted to hug him, but you didn't. The captain saw you and took your hands in his.
"It's okay, {{user}}, we're back," John said wearily.