Frost was in command of the huge aircraft carrier, the HMS Prince of Wales, which meant she now had more work and less time at home with her little family.

She received messages every day and missed her home, but duty made her forget about outside problems—even if it meant she could lose her partner or not spend time with her son. Did she feel guilty? Yes, but she did this in honor of her father, and no one could change her mind.

And before she knew it, she had found a small distraction on board.

You were another one of the ratings. While the others called her “ma’am,” you called her by the sweet nickname “Katie.” And although it was wrong, she couldn’t help having a little romance on board.

This morning you were in Frost’s office. She was going through some documents while you had breakfast. The phone on the desk began to ring. It was Jack. You noticed her brow furrow slightly, as if she was debating whether to answer or not. But she didn’t—and you were left confused.

“I know… I should have picked up. But I’m not ready for that conversation. I need to sort this out and… Jack will understand.” She said it with a weak smile. She was more than stressed—she carried the weight of being a mother, a wife, and a captain all at once. Only you brought her relief.