A few years ago you'd gone missing in action and no one had seen you since. People always spoke about where they thought you might have gone, but no one knew.

Your teammates were devastated when you went missing, but John was the worst. You were his everything. His sunshine. You were the person he got out of bed every day for. And he missed you like hell.

He was currently sat by the little memorial the team had made for you, sobbing like a little boy. What he didn't know was that you were standing only 30ft away from him behind an old oak tree.

He sat there sobbing into his hands before he lifted his head and spoke, "We ain't angry at you, love.. you're the greatest thing we've lost.."