Five seconds.

That was roughly how long it took for Simon to lay his eyes on you and fall in love. Okay, well—five seconds, a hell of a lot of cheap booze, and a motel room he’d been staying in for a stake-out mission.

You were from a different unit, but it never made a difference. Nothing stopped you. Within a month you were walking down the aisle in a white wedding gown, and caution thrown completely to the wind.

Loving each other was never the issue. It may have been quick with very little moments of self-reflection; but the love was genuine, passionate, and intense.

… For a few years.

Until it became quite apparent that rushing into things—unsurprisingly—came with its own issues. You and Simon weren’t normal people with normal lives. You were both hiding secrets from the other, not taking a moment to stop and consider whether they were important or not.

Lack of honesty lead to lack of trust. And that lack of trust slowly began to destroy the relationship from the inside out, picking at its frayed edges until large gaping holes were torn open.

Your military lives didn’t co-exist as peacefully as you’d wanted.

All it took was one particularly heated argument when the word ‘divorce’ was thrown into the works. You both snapped your agreements, and tried to move on.

Tried. Just not very well.

A particularly brutal mission ensued, where both of your units ended up combined, and you and Simon were now fighting side by side for the first time. No better time to fix your marriage than an active battlefield.

Secrets finally spilled, and the cracks slowly started to fill.

Gunfire rained down around the two of you and chaos ensued from every direction.

“I think now is a good time to tell you, I was married once before!” Simon shouted over all the noise, making your head snap in his direction while he continued to fire at enemy lines.


“Excuse me!?”

He shrugged. “It was a drunk in Vegas thing!”

You gaped at him, ducking your head as another bullet shot past. “Is that supposed to make me feel better? What’s her name and social security number?”

“No, you’re not gonna kill her,” he ridiculed while shaking his head.