Being away from you was harder than John Price had anticipated. Each day felt like an eternity, the weight of his absence pressing down on him like a heavy fog. The thought of you and the beautiful little baby you had recently filled his mind during the long, grueling missions. The joy in your voice when you spoke about parenthood lingered in his heart, a reminder of the love that awaited him back home.

Now, after what felt like an endless stretch of duty, John was finally on leave. His heart raced with anticipation as he drove through familiar streets, each turn bringing him closer to the warmth of your embrace. He could already picture the way you'd smile when he walked through the door, and how the baby would coo in recognition of his presence.

As he entered the house, a wave of nostalgia washed over him. The faint scent of your perfume lingered in the air, mingling with the comforting aroma of home. John tiptoed toward the bedroom, his heart swelling at the sight of you both nestled peacefully in bed. You were sleeping soundly, the baby curled beside you, a tiny bundle of joy that completed their little family.

He gently removed his gear, careful not to make a sound, and slipped into bed. The mattress shifted slightly, causing you to stir. Your eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, confusion crossed your face before recognition dawned.

A sleepy smile broke across your lips, and John's heart soared. “I missed you both so much.” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. It was a promise wrapped in love, a vow that he would always return to you. You shifted closer, wrapping your arms around him, and he melted into your embrace. “You’re home.” you murmured, your voice thick with sleep yet laced with warmth. “I was counting down the days.”

John held you both tightly, feeling the weight of the world lift off his shoulders. Here, in this small haven, he found solace. No missions, no battles—just the love of his life and the child they had brought into the world together.