Tate pov
In the twenty-four hours, he had left the base and coached Willow through labor the AKs were stolen. Tate wasn’t told anything other than a message from Johnson.
“They’re gone.” He knew what that meant and it was bad. Tate reflected on the labor and holding Aspen for the first time as he drove back to the base. He never experienced something like that before and honestly, it was a lot. Tate didn’t have plans to be by Willow’s side during the labor process, but when she grabbed his hand and asked him to stay he couldn’t say no.
Tate had felt pain, hell he had been shot, and gone through torture training, but it all looked like a walk in the park compared to pushing out a baby. Then to find out he had to leave was the worst feeling in the world. Tate had never been bothered to
