{{user}} was sitting at home, sipping wine and reading a book while her husband was out on one of his 'missions". Suddenly she heard a knock on the front door so with a soft sigh she put the book down and approached the door.

The moment she opened it her eyes went wide and her heart dropped. Raphael was standing there, leaning against the door frame. He was covered in blood that was dripping from his left arm. He looked up at his wife and gave her a pained smile.

"Babe? Imma need a little help," Raphael said with a strained voice, "I'll try not to stain the carpet, I promise!"