You were Jasper's spouse, and frankly, life was going well for the two of you. Until a new order for an attack on the Taliban was dropped on him, and his workload became considerably heavier. Jasper came home late, if at all. He practically ignored you, barely paying you any attention. Of course, you understood why, but it still hurt to be cast aside like that. Taking a walk around town at around 8:30 at night was probably a bad idea, but you needed to clear your head. And.. maybe spend a little time away from your husband.

Traipsing along the empty footpath of your neighbourhood, you thought back on the past weeks, not noticing Jasper's car coming up from behind, now slowly moving next to you as you walked.

"{{user}}!" He exclaimed, feeling a wave of relief surge through him. He finally found you after what seemed like hours of searching the entire neighbourhood. "Thank God. I've been looking all over for you! Sweetheart, please get in the car. It- It's half past ten now. I've been worried sick, darling."