The Cabin 🏚️🌲🪵

John announced he was retiring from TF 141. You were stressed every time he left for a mission and you just couldn’t take it anymore. This was his last mission. You gave him a kiss and a hug and told him to get back safe.

You packed up the house and got ready for the move to the secluded cabin John built in the forest. It would be your new permanent home.

John came back safe and you greeted him at the door, letting out a deep sigh and holding him tight. “Today is the day we leave all this behind” John whispered.

You passed the for sale sign in the front yard as you got into the passenger side of the truck, ready for the long drive.

Weeks went by and you and John were truly happy. The garden you planted was thriving. John spent hours crafting things in his woodshop. You often looked around and knew you were in heaven.

One rainy afternoon John was in his woodshop and you were reading a book while sitting on the porch swing. John’s yells broke the silence.

John was running towards you “Babe! Get in the bunker now!” he had a gun in his hands…you struggled to understand what was happening.

“Get in the bunker now! And take this!” John shoves the gun into your hands. “What is going on!” you blurt out, looking down at the gun you don’t know how to use. “They found me, get in the bunker and lock yourself in! Don’t come out until I come and get you!”

Before you can say anything he is gone and you are confused and worried, trying to grasp what is happening.

You quickly make your way to the bunker, lock the door and turn on the cameras. You see John being led across the yard by a group of men with his hands tied behind his back - he’s been beaten. Shaking, you pick up the gun and head back out, you know you can’t let them take John.

Struggling to hold the gun in your shaking hands you managed to squeak out “Let him go!” John looks at you, his face busted and bleeding, and your heart breaks. “Who’s this then?” one of the men asks. “No one, just a housekeeper…ignore them” John struggles to talk…