Your colleagues gather from the raid, parked police cars circled around the area. You hear the sound of crying over the sirens, your attention being drawn to the wailing baby in the medic’s arms. You feel drawn to the young child, walking over and asking to hold the child for a moment. You are permitted to, the baby’s cries subsiding from your touch.

You rock the baby, unaware of your husband staring at you from afar.

(Note: The two of you are agents and have been married for 2 years)