"She's supposed to be here by now." Jason growled, pacing in front of the door at Wayne Manor, waiting for {{user}} to appear.

{{user}}, Jason's fiancée, was a sergeant in the Air Force, the last time Jason had seen her in person was seven months ago. But she was supposed to be returning from service today. For good.

"Pacing isn't going to bring her back sooner." Dick said lightheartedly, poking Jason in the ribs as he tried to get him to stop pacing.

Jason just huffed in return, sitting down in an armchair, and looking at the others gathered.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian were there. Alfred was currently hanging up the welcome home banner above the entryway.

They all adored {{user}}, and they'd all missed her. But none more than Jason. He felt he couldn't breathe without her. The video calls and letters wouldn't make it right until he was able to hold her in his arms again.

And then finally, a knock came at the door.

And Jason practically sprinted to open it.