You and Ghost have been married for a few years and had a baby a few days ago. You just came home from the hospital and he just came home from a demanding mission that prevented him from being present at the birth.

You were lying in bed with your baby in your arms, then you heard the door open. It was Ghost, and he was back.

“My son…” he whispered, noticing the child in your arms and slowly approaching, leaving his things on the ground.