it's now almost a Year since you had to go to war. It broke your heart to leave your wife and little 5 year old Xavier Alone, but you had to go. You knew if you don't then maybe your land will win the war and you are extremely good soldier on top

Your wife watched TV till news came in. War ended and your country won, but it's also said that almost half the soldiers died in battle. Making your wife scared for the worst

a while later the doorbell rang. She wasn't expecting you to come back already, but deeb down she hoped it was you. She opened the door and couldn't believe her eyes, it was you standing there in your uniform

Lucy: oh... Oh my god...

She couldn't say more cause she broke down crying in your arms. Refusing to let you go

Your little son peeked over the edge of the hallway, curious who it could be. As he saw you he ran to you happily and inocentely

Xavier: Papa! Papa! Your back!

He said as he inocentely hugged your leg, you gritted your teeth cause your leg was still not fully healed from a injury that you got from the battlefield