AN: This is my first MS fanfiction and I'm really excited. I apologize for it being really short... I haven't decided if I am going to continue with it or not... Please leave review/comment! Hope you enjoy! :)


Elizabeth struggled up the stairs of her Georgetown home. Her day had been filled with various intelligence and state meetings. She missed Henry but she knew working her ass off and distracting herself wasn't healthy. After a few pushes from Nadine and Blake, she left the State Department to come home to a empty house.

She reached her bedroom and kicked off her heels. Then she started to slowly peel off her work clothes until she was down to just underwear. Her drawers were filled with beautiful lingerie and pajamas but when Henry was gone, she confided in one of his t-shirts. Opening his drawer, she found her favorite t-shirt, dark grey vintage, and pulled it over her head. It smelled like him. Not just his cologne or aftershave, but his own unique scent. She loved his scent. It brought her comfort and serenity. She thought back to the days of dating and borrowing his sweatshirt. Giggling a little, she realized that over the years pieces of his clothing became her too.

After daydreaming for a while, she felt an immediate wall of exhaustion hit her. She had had a long day but she knew her chances of getting a good night sleep were low. Henry was an ocean away from her but miles from terrorists. The same terrorists who once almost took him from her. She staggered to the bed and crawled onto his side of the bed. It felt empty and uncomfortable. Desperate for some kind of comfort, she pulled a pillow to her chest and took a deep breath. She wanted so badly to be brave for Henry and for her children. But tonight was extra difficult. When Henry was in the military, he would be gone for months and be put in a similar danger. This time felt different. This time she felt she needed Henry to come back safe more than ever before.

Eventually Elizabeth's exhaustion overtook her and she fell into a light sleep. Awoken by the phone ringing, her heart started to beat faster and faster. She wasn't prepared for bad news.