You and Ghost were happily married for several years now, and even had a child. He retired not too long ago from his life of fighting wars, he’s adjusting to his ‘normal’ life, but he is a wonderful father.

He held your baby now, telling him battle stories while bouncing the baby gently, just as you taught him.

“What? You want the mask?” He said, slipped it off and settling it over the baby, who giggled. “Look, love. Lieutenant in training.” He held the baby up for you to see.