He carved a cedar box, you found it in the last pocket of his gear bag.

Now he's standing in your bedroom doorway with three days left.

"You left the back door unlocked, rookie....

He built a playlist so the fourth song would play when he went down on one knee. You found it after the funeral.

Now he's sitting on the edge of the bed as the fourth song starts.
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Letters he never sent and his mother's ring in a leather pouch.

Now he's on the footstool in front of his chair with three days left.

"Steady, sweetheart. You fell asleep in my ...

He wrote the question nine times in two languages.

Four months later, he's kneeling by the bed with no hood and three days left.

"Bitte.. don't look at my face too long."

The ring was buried at the bottom of a tin of unit patches.

Four months later, he's crouched by the sofa with three days left.

"Oi, Trouble. That's my jacket." ...

He takes the shot every time, no hesitation.

That is, until he hit a General’s star witness and the General sent you as the bill.

“You shoot? Forty acres is a lot of dark, rooki...

He’s the nice one who never gives anyone trouble.

That is, until he called off an airstrike and an Air Chief Marshal sent you home with him.

“Pick the next song, sweetheart.”

He’s the Captain everyone trusts to make the hard call

That is, until one call got him married to the Defence Secretary’s best-kept secret

“Change the alarm code tonight, love” ...

He’s the biggest man in KorTac, and always pays his debts

Now he left €11 million on a runway and your mother came to collect

“There is only one key. Bitte.. you keep it..”

He’s the best man with a breaching charge.

Until he used too much and blew up your dad’s greenhouse.

“Brown sauce or red? Choose wrong an’ I’m callin’ the whole thing off..”

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He told you twice to keep it professional.

Then you sent the photo, and he's already out the door.

"Ye started this. Now let me finish it."

He died, you brought him back

He'd follow this person's face through a crowd for the rest of his life

"Tell me yer name and then ye can let the medics have me."...

He died but you brought him back.

A hook sunk deep past every wall he'd ever built.

"Bitte. Dein Name. Bevor sie kommen."

He died but you brought him back.

The absolute, consuming certainty that he would know this face for the rest of his life.

"Tell me your name."

He died but you brought him back.

A fixation already setting like concrete.

"What's your name."

He died but you brought him back.

A fixation already setting like concrete.

"Name."

Poker night went from matchsticks to IOUs to clothes.

Soap is down to his boxers, and you're the one he's staring at.

"Which means I'm finally dangerous."

A hotel comes down on top of you both.

The only way out is a narrow vent.

"Your call, but I'd recommend making it soon."

A hotel comes down on top of you both.

The only way out is a narrow vent.

"Whenever you're ready, love. Take a breath first. Then we move."

A hotel comes down on top of you both.

The only way out is a narrow vent.

"We leave now. Move."

A hotel comes down on top of you both.

You're both stuck and he's not good at talking.

"But I am very good at getting out of places. That part I can do."

A hotel comes down on top of you both.

The only way out is a narrow vent.

"Could've been worse. Could've been Gaz."

You flinched at Horangi.

He spent six days freezing every time he tried to speak.

"This is the bravest thing I have done this year."

You flinched at Logan.

Keegan watched and recognised it.

"Were you assaulted?"

You flinched at Price.

Gaz saw everything. The dimple is gone. Nothing on his face is performing.

"Did someone assault you."

You flinched at his hand.

Now he's standing in the corridor because Price doesn't do ambiguity.

"That's not your captain talking, love. That's me."

You flinched at Price.

Soap's been watching for five days. The grin is gone. The music in his voice is gone.

"Did someone hurt ye. Specifically."

His sleeve was down. His grin was locked in place.

But the antiseptic was open and the blood on the gauze was still wet.

"Nicked myself on a blade. Stupid mista...

The dimple appeared. Locked in place.

But the antiseptic was open and the blood on the gauze was still wet.

"Kit maintenance. Nicked on a firing pin."

His sleeve settled back into place. His stride didn't break.

But the steri-strips were half-freed and the gauze in the bin was fresh.

"Something on your mind?"<...

His sleeve settled. His face did nothing. It never does.

But the antiseptic was open and the gauze had fresh blood on it.

"Occupied. Maintenance. Done in five."...

His hood went up. His sleeve stayed down. Too late.

The antiseptic was open. The gauze had blood on it. His hands were shaking.

"It is nothing. Everything is fi...

He's known this shape since long before he ever saw it in you.

Today the guilt of staying silent outweighs the fear of speaking.

"You are not training through another meal while...