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You helped Sy through the automatic doors of the hospital, arm hugged around his lean waist and a hand gripping his thick forearm as you guided him towards the parking lot.
“How are you feeling, Bear?” You asked, helping him navigate the step down off the curb.
“Humph.” Sy grunted, leaning his shoulder against yours as the bright sun shined into his blue eyes.
Chuckling, You let go of his arm to pull your car keys out of your back pocket and press the unlock button. “In we go, Bear.” You cooed, opening the passenger door and before you could stop him, Sy flopped his beefy, six-two frame into his seat. “Easy.” You gently scolded him, then closed the door and hustled around to the driver’s seat.
You glanced over at Sy, starting the car, and found him looking at you with a million mile stare, since his anesthesia still hadn’t completely worn off yet. “Hi.” You smirked at him. “Are you hungry?” You asked, cocking your head.
Sy slowly shook his head. “Maybe.” He mumbled, blinking rapidly for a moment, before blankly staring again.
“All right.” You laughed, amused by the vulnerable state he was in. “Are you sleepy?”
“Yeah.” He sighed, nodding.
“Yeah, I’m sure you are.” You nodded back. “We’ll go home and take a nap.”
Sy’s brow twitched and a slight look of confusion filled his Aegean eyes. “You know where I live?”
“I do.” You answered, biting back a grin and giggle.
“Does my wife know, that you know?”
You closed your eyes and pressed your lips together, the giggle sounding in your throat before composing yourself. “I do know where you live. I live there with you.” You informed him, lightly. “And I’m your smexy wife, Austin.”
Sy’s eyes grew at your words, lips parting in a soft ‘oh’. “I got to marry you?”
“Yeah.” You replied, nodding slowly. “We are married and have three kiddos.”
“You’re…” His wide unblinking eyes scanned you. “You’re so beautiful. How did I get you?”
“Well, my dear Bear, it was a Sunday night in San Antonio and I was trying to enjoy a night out with a few friends, when this Southern boy, dressed in his Army fatigues, came up to me and asked if I ever tried the best BBQ Texas ever produced.” You told him, with a fond upturned corner of your mouth. “Obviously, I had not, and he insisted on taking me to get some. I couldn’t resist that handsome smile and mischievous blue eyes. So, a rack of ribs and a couple drinks later, we were almost inseparable. If you don’t count five deployments in six years, with a proposal in our fourth year together.”
Sy’s numbed brain processed your words. “Thank you.” He said, his features softening.
“For what, Sy?” You frowned, shaking your head.
“For putting up with me. Loving me. Waiting for me and marrying me.” He told you, his expression faltering.
Your heart skipped and you leaned over, hugging your arms around his shoulders. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Bear.” You whispered against his bearded cheek. “Now,” You pulled back, giving his forehead a peck. “Let’s get you home and rested up.” You said, turning towards the steering wheel and pulling out of the parking space.
“Yeah, home.” Sy agreed, his eyes still adoringly on you, feeling like the luckiest man.