It had been 6 months since my Barry had been sent into the military.
The military was interested in our powers and took him with them to fight against one of their greatest foes.
We talked over Skype every day, but it wasn't the same. I wrote letters, but they didn't get to him until weeks after they were sent. How I craved for his presence and his touch. Even our child missed him.
It had been a hard 6 months without him. Barry was my rock, and I didn't have him around. The bed was always cold and I was always alone. And the hardest part: there was another 6 months. I wouldn't be able to survive.
I was eating dinner when I heard a news story playing in the background: "Chaos on the battlefield," more coming to you, stay tuned," said the anchor. After hearing it, I leaped from my seat and ran to the living room. I sat down nervously. I was full of so many emotions and finally, it came back on.
They got to the story and I clutched the nearest pillow. They announced the location and my heart sank: The same place Barry was. And that's when I broke down. I sat alone on the couch, crying until I felt the couch sink next to me. It was our little girl. She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.
"What's wrong momma?" She asked.
"Nothing. I'm just a little upset right now, okay?"
"Yeah....is it about Daddy?" She asked. I nodded.
"He'll be home soon mommy," she said wiping my nearest tear away with her thumb. "Do you wanna go play?" She asked. I had to toughen up for my daughter, and that's when I wiped my eyes and stood up.
"Let's go play," I said before I went in her room and played dolls until it was time to tuck her in.
It had been two months later since the news story had come on, and nothing from Barry. Nothing was given to him and nothing came from him. And at that point, many questions ran through my mind. But my little girl was always there to get me back on track.
A month later, I had been sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. Our child was in her room and I had been watching tv. My phone buzzed and I stretched over the couch to reach.
Barry.......Barry texted.....I felt relief and hope as I opened the text. It read:
"Sorry I've been distant. No service zone. I'll make it up to you. I got you a present. I made sure it got there safely." I saw this and wondered what it was.
I walked to the door and opened it to see not a box, but Barry.....my Barry....standing at the end of the driveway.
I cupped my hand over my mouth and ran to him. Tears were coming out like crazy, but I didn't care. Barry was home and that's all that mattered.
When I reached him, I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him.
We held the kiss for what felt like eternity, but I loved it. I missed him so much and I wanted to kiss him forever.
"I thought you weren't gonna be home for a few more months...."
"I was supposed to, but the plan they came up with worked so well, we didn't have to stay as long. The point is, I'm home now. I wanna stay and raise our child.....with you...."
"Actually........children...."
"Wait....you're.....pregnant?" He asked. I nodded. Barry pulled me in for one of his Bar(bear) hugs and he held on tight.
"Daddy!!!" Our little girl yelled as she ran out of her room. Barry crouched on the floor and she ran into him. He kissed her cheek.
"I missed you!" She said excitedly.
"I missed you too, pumpkin."
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