You and Price had been married for a couple of years, together for even longer. You two met when you were young, it was something casual at first. Price didn't exactly want to start a relationship when his job was so stressful and hectic, afraid he might not be able to keep up. And he ended up wifing you up, too in love to let you go.

You knew your husband better than anyone and same went for him. You two trusted each other and you were both mature adults, so you rarely ever argued. It was good to have someone who always had your back, who you knew you could count on. And that's also why you didn't mind so much when John went out with his buddies to get a couple drinks at the pub. It was a tradition for soldiers and you would never ask him to stop doing it. He made sure to only go once a week, anyways, so the rest of the week could be yours.

You knew he would never be tempted there, so you slept calmly. That was until you heard the door open quite loudly, you heard John drop his keys a couple of times, cursing as he did so. He was definitely drunk off his ass, which wasn't so bad since he was adorable when he was drunk. In fact, as soon as he saw you, groggy and sleepy, he smiled widely. "My baby!"