Come Hell or High Water
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Freen stood at the door of their penthouse, her duffle bag slung over her shoulder, her breath unsteady.
Two years. Exactly two years today-and she was home, earlier than she had promised. Her hand hovered, sweaty and trembling, ready to knock.
She hadn't told her.
"Freen?"
She blinked.
That familiar voice.
She turned and there she was.
Her wife.
"Hey.."
"H-how..?" Becky's words faltered, disbelief in her eyes.
The bag immediately slipped from her hand as she rushed forward, her arms wrapping around her wife.
"You're home," Becky whispered against her shoulder, voice breaking. "You came home."
"Yeah," Freen breathed. "I am."
"God! I missed you.." Becky murmured as she buried her head on her wife's neck.
Bound by vows, torn by war.
Hurriedly married, Freen and Becky never had the chance to explore together the life they just jumped off after a couple of days knowing each other. Just days after their vows, Freen had to go back overseas, leaving their marriage suspended in time.
More than two years apart..
But Freen chose her wife this time over something that she had learned to live with..
But as they're going to begin to navigate the fragile complexities of marriage for the first time, duty still pulls them back into chaos.
Will love be enough to survive what comes next?
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FreenBecky AU
Marriage, War, Survival and Love
Warning: I advise do not continue reading if you're not comfortable with a g!p story.
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