‘i’ll bring my bloody missus in!’

simon stated one night in the base common room. finally having enough of the teasing and taunting he frequently received from his team mates on TF141 whenever he brought up you, his wife, into a conversation. because who would’ve agreed that the rugged lieutenant could have a beautiful wife at home from words from his lips alone?

it took some convincing before you agreed to finally accompany him to the base he was stationed at to meet his teammates. practically glued to his side while he guided you through the large space and long corridors, guarding you from the turning heads as you past other soldiers, all just as stunned that simon “ghost” riley did in fact have a wife

gaz, soap and price were all awaiting in the common room. their unconvinced expressions changing the second simon stepped in with you. his large hands holding up the tiny toddler you’d had together as he proudly stated

‘I made this!’