I do not own 'Our Girl' and I really hope they do a season 2 because I loved it. I am not from London I am from Birmingham so if the language is a bit off I am sorry. Warning for language and possible smut in future chapters.

It's still hard to believe that it's over, 453 soldiers killed and more than 2'000 seriously injured. 13 years of war with British soldiers is over, it's not our war anymore. My second tour hadn't been going on long when we received the news and before I knew it I was on a plane. Now it is over, and I am going home.

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"Molls!" shouted my mom as she ran towards me. She grabbed in a strong bear hug and for a brief moment I didn't think I was going to be able to breathe.

"Alright mom! Jesus I can't breathe!" She stopped holding me and stepped back, still with her hands on my shoulder. She was looking at me, obviously to see if I had any injuries, and smiled at me. Once her observational survey was done she let go of me and I looked past her to see my dad smiling at me.

"Alright dad! You didn't drive down ere did ya?" He chuckled and pulled me in for a hug and kissed me on the top of my head. My dad is different to how he was before I enrolled. Good different though, he's turning into the dad I always wanted.

"Your nan drove again but I was asleep most of the way thank fuck".

"You cheeky fucker! I am a good driver".

"Shuttup you old bat", dad said as he started smirking. Nan was smiling back at him and not in the 'I am going to beat you with a blunt object' way, they were actually getting along.

I gave Nan a hug as dad grabbed my bag then we made our way out of the airport. Once we got outside I felt the chill hit me, I had forgotten how cold bloody England was. It was strange standing back on solid ground, no sand blowing in my eyes and no Afghan sun beaming down on me. Instead I had the grizzly clouds above me, no shine coming from the English sky.

I didn't pay much attention on the drive home, spent most of the time looking out the window. I just wanted to see boss man, I just wanted to kiss him again and forget about being home. The Bashira mission was complete but I still feel like there is more I could do.

It was time to move on.

We got home a few hours after leaving the airport and all the kids were waiting on the balcony. Another 'Welcome Home Mols' banner was flying high, the kids jumping up and down with excitement.

As soon as I stepped out the car the kids ran down the steps towards, it turned into a Molly sandwich. This is why I came home, to see these sproggs. Oh and to see another certain someone.

The kids let go and I made my way up to the lego house. Mom came trawling behind with the array of children. Nothing had changed, there was still a pile of washing untouched in front of the machine, still toys piled high in each corner of the living room.

There was something new in the dining room though.

"Hello Dawes".

It was my boss man. I had come back to him.

Ok, so I hope this is a nice little beginner. The new chapters will be longer but I just wanted to see whether anyone reads it. Thank you! Harley