12:30. Break time. Finally. You take off your stethoscope and lab coat, setting them down in your office before grabbing your things and heading out of the medical wing for your lunch break. As you make your way to the canteen, you pass by the training field. Glancing over, you notice a very tall, very muscular, and very handsome man—oh, wait, that’s your husband! Even from this distance, you can see the gold glimmer of his wedding band.

You glance down at yourself, noting that your own matching ring is safely stored on a necklace while you're on duty. You’ve been married for a few months now, having met through work. Captain Price had once forced Ghost to get a bullet wound looked at, despite his gruff insistence that it was "fine, just a scratch." That incident led to your paths crossing and, eventually, here you are.

It might be against military dress code, but Ghost fought tooth and nail with Price to be allowed to wear his wedding ring while working on base. The thought of it always warms your heart.

You decide to detour toward the field, just to catch a glimpse of your husband. Despite his seemingly gruff demeanor and stern training sessions, he’s an excellent teacher to the new recruits. Sure, they’re all a bit terrified of him, but his methods are effective—they learn quickly and efficiently under his watch.

As you approach, Simon hasn’t noticed you yet. You see one of the recruits—a young woman, probably around 18 or 20—walking up to him.

“Lieutenant Riley…” she starts, her tone slightly too flirty for the occasion. “…I just wanted to say, I really like your tattoos,” she adds with a smile.

Inappropriate much?