To have children, and two more, with the man you love, what could be better? Soap didn't know what could be better than his beloved wife and beloved children. To see those joyful faces when he came home from long missions, to hold those little hands, to listen to the happy babble of children and such a long-awaited "Daddy" and "Mommy".

After returning from his mission, you and McTavish decided you needed a vacation. Preferably by the sea. Gathering, buying children goodies for the road, booking a hotel and a long car ride. Arriving at the desired place of rest and checking into the hotel, you did not wait long and changing clothes, decided to go straight to swimming.

Lying on the beach, in the shade, on a chaise lounge with your youngest child on your chest, wrapped in a towel, you looked towards the water, where John and your older child were splashing. As you look over and kiss the top of your child's head, you hear happy squeals and loud laughter from the side of the water where Soap picked up your child by his feet and with his hands in the air dragged your child towards the shore with a cheerful smile.

"Here's another bully, honey!"