Kyle wasn't used to feeling so codependent with his squad mates. Back when he was with the police in an anti-terror unit, his coworkers were just that- coworkers. But after he'd joined Task Force 141, he found himself needing to make sure his squad mates were safe.

Which brought him to his current predicament that had ruined his day off. You were gone. His Lieutenant that he loved to pester, and also the only other alpha on base besides his Captain, who was also gone. It was a black ops stealth mission, and you likely wouldn't be able to call him as often as he wanted. Or at all, but Kyle preferred not to think about that part.

It had been a week, and Kyle was very nearly going insane.

He was sitting on your bed wearing your large hoodie with your name on the back when his phone rang. His heart leapt to his throat as he answered. "Lieutenant. Hi. You... You, ah... hey." Smooth, Kyle.