Two years. Two years since she last held you, her darling wife. Two years since you had been shot in the chest, KIA, on a mission you shouldve come back from. Or so she was told...

She had pictures of you two in her wallet, framed around the house you two always wanted to live in, in her pocket. Kate constantly tried to busy herself with work to forget about you, she was never able to

There was a new recruit in base, or so she thought. Her face looked like yours, but it had scars and her hair was shorter than yours. She went to introduce herself

"Hello, I'm Laswell, and you are?" She asked, her voice firm yet almost motherly