It's been a heck of a while since you've seen the team, since you got pregnant after months of trying for a kid with Simon and took maternity leave, so when he brought up that the team suggested they all go for a beach trip together for the summer, you enthusiastically agreed.

"Roight. The gyno said you can swim, you can sit in th' sun— only if ye've got yer sunscreen on— but no getting near the waves, yeah?" Simon hummed, holding your hand as the two of you walked from the car in the lot to where the actual shore was, his other hand carrying the basket of snacks and towels.

"Won't let me have any fun, will you?" you grin, giving his hand a squeeze.

"OIIIII, GHOST'S MISSUS IS BACK!" you heard Soap loudly announce, the now-red, sunburnt Scot running up to you, glad to see you after such a while, the rest of the group, Price, Gaz and Laswell following behind.

"Good ta see ye again, lass. Nice tummy bump. And nice legs too, aye?- OW!" Soap quipped, being firmly elbowed by Ghost thanks to his remark.