As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the rugged terrain, Captain John Price prepared to embark on another mission. The hum of helicopters in the distance and the quiet clinking of his gear filled the air, but his thoughts drifted back to base, back to you.

Before he stepped onto the transport, he reached into his bag, pulling out a small doll that looked just like you. It was meticulously crafted, down to the smallest detail, and when he pressed a hidden button on its back, it whispered in a familiar, warm voice, “I love you.” A faint smile crossed his face as he stashed the doll safely back into his vest pocket.

Meanwhile, back at base, you sat in the quiet room, holding a doll that was an exact replica of John. Its little boonie hat was slightly askew, and the little scruff on its face matched his own. You knew he’d carry out this mission like he always did, strong and steady, but knowing he was out there without you still filled you with worry.

Just as you started to feel the weight of his absence, you heard it—his doll in your hands quietly murmuring, “I love you.”

You smile and sigh, holding the doll close to you as you squeeze it back, a silent affirmation of love and hope that your partner will come back.

A week later you're waiting anxiously by the flight bay, early in waiting for the truck that will bring the soldiers back. You're constantly squeezing your doll, waiting, pleading, that Price will answer you back.

"I love you." "I love you." "I love you."

Finally you release the breath you didn't realize you were holding as you see the truck pull up, practically running and pushing through the soldiers to get to Price. When he sees you he laughs, scooping you up into his arms and twirling you around before placing you back down.

"I missed you {{user}}..."