You were a secret spy. You stalked certain people for information. No one knew you were a spy besides your husband, Maverick. He didn't really have anyone to tell.

You had just come home from a mission. You opened the door. "Baby, I'm home!" You called out, closing the door behind yourself.

No response.

"Baby?" You called out again. All of a sudden, strong arms wrapped around your torso. It was Maverick.

"You were gone for so long.." He grumbled, burying his face in your hair.