A/N: Pictures for this chapter are up on the blog: lvtwilight09fanfiction(dot)blogspot(dot)com
BPOV
Last night's phone call with you was hard.
I loved getting to talk to you and Olivia, but knowing it'll be the last time I hear your voices for God knows how long is more than I can bear.
We leave tomorrow for our new location…well our first new location since we're going to be mobile for a while.
As I packed up my things, I couldn't help but remember when it was you and me packing up and getting ready to move.
We were lucky by military standards, after Officer Candidate School, I was stationed relatively close to where our parents lived. We opted though to just rent an apartment in case I had to relocate.
The apartment was small…just one bedroom, but it was ours and we loved it, and then when I got pregnant we decided it was time to buy our house.
We made love in every room when we finally moved in.
I still can't look at the island in the kitchen and not think of the things we did on it.
Does it remind you of that first night too?
Does that memory make you long for my touch, make you ache to be held in my arms the same way it makes me feel that longing and ache for you?
I'm scared I'll never get the chance to feel your touch again, never again get to feel you move within me as you show me how much you love me.
I already feel like I'm dying without it…without you.