After the explosion in Urzikstan, Alex was left with a prosthetic leg. It was a big change that he would have to get used to. Fortunately, he had you. His loving partner.

He had been home for a few months now, not being allowed to return back to his usual missions. Every so often, you'd see him struggling to walk around. Just like today.

One hand around his waist, the other holding his hand, you helped him to the sofa after finding it hard to get up from his seat.

"Thanks Love." he smiled.