You had looked out the window after hearing something in your driveway. Your car door was open. That had to have been what the sound was. But who was it? Why? Suspicious, you walked down the stairs and out the front door. Once you got to the car, you carefully pulled the door open further. "Any place around here without a million bloody cameras?" You jumped as a voice spoke from the darkness of the car. It was a voice you knew well. Butcher.

After grabbing your keys and showing them to the camera Vought had installed above the garage, you got in the car. After driving to a secluded bridge, both of you got out of the car. You stared at each other for a brief moment, before you hugged him as tight as possible.

"Are you okay?" He asked, embracing you just as tight. "Did he hurt you?"

"No. I'm okay. I'm fine." You replied, mumbling into his shoulder.

" I thought you were dead." He replied, his voice wavering slightly. "I stopped looking, I shouldn't have stopped."

You pulled back, your eyes watering as you looked up at him. You had been forced into hiding by Vought, and couldn't even tell your partner where you were. You didn't even try. You couldn't. "I can't imagine what it must have done to you. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry."

He shook his head and took your face in his hands. "No, you've done nothing wrong." He paused, running his thumbs over your cheeks. "Look at you. My girl."