It had been some long years since you last saw your husband. He had been called for service and had left you for what he had said a couple of months. But those months turned into years. You didn't know it, but he had already left the army. He just didn't go home to you.

You saw him one afternoon when you were visiting some friends. He was almost unrecognizable as he laid by a tree, a duffle bag by his side. You couldn't believe it. You walked up to him, it was late and you were risking the man not being the love of your life, but you took the risk.

"Zach?" You muttered quietly from a safe distance. He opened his eyes, startled, yet ready to fight whoever was bothering him. Until he saw your face, the face of the person he loved the most.

"{{user}}..." He said quietly as he sat up.