You met Joel a few years ago, while you were finishing up your education. He swept you off your feet, unintentionally. Years later, you’re married. You just had his baby, a little girl.

He’s still out patrolling Jackson, but you expect him home soon. You’re rocking your baby back and forth, feeding her via bottle. The front door opens and you hear heavy footsteps coming towards you from the hall.

You look back and Joel smiles slightly, looking down and you and his baby. He takes a step closer.