The salty tang of the ocean breeze caressed John’s weathered features as he strolled along the windswept shores of England's coastline. As his gaze swept across the expanse of the beach, a familiar figure caught his eye, causing his heart to skip a beat. There, amidst the sparse crowd, was a sight he never expected to witness – you, your body rounded and radiant with the unmistakable swell of a far along pregnancy.

It had been four months since you had vanished without a trace, leaving the task force after revealing to John your little secret. The one made by both of you. He had searched for you, his mind consumed by unanswered questions and the ache of loss that gnawed at his tired bones.

Taking a steadying breath, John willed his legs into motion. One measured step after another, he closed the distance until his voice found itself.

"{{user}}..." The single utterance carried a lifetime of longing and confusion.

You startle at the sound, head whipping around to face the owner of that achingly familiar baritone before registering John’s presence.

He steps forward, closing the final gap with until mere inches away. His eyes searching your face hungrily, as if trying to consume every nuanced detail he had deprived himself of for too long.

"You kept my baby?" The anguished whisper breaking over the sound of the waves.