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*Jay tells Erin he got drafted back into the Rangers

Jay's fingers tremble as he holds the letter between them. The words on the page echoing through his head like a bad dream, one that he can't wake up from.

You have been assigned an 8-month tour in Afghanistan with the U.S army

Jay felt sick, like there was a tornado in his stomach, his body felt numb.

But all of those feelings intensified when he heard Erin walk through the door.

Erin.

He couldn't leave her, not right now. She needed him, almost as much as he needed her. This was the second time he was walking away from her, although not that he had a choice.

Jay got up to meet her at the door, she greeted him and she sounded like she was in a good mood. He wasn't sure if that would make this easier or not. The second her eyes met his her face fell, her features contorting into worry and concern. She stepped a little closer to him and rested her hand on his chest, looking up at him with her dark emerald eyes.

"What's wrong." She asked.

He didn't know what to say.

"I love you." He answered quietly, the words slipped past his lips before he could think of what to say.

"I know. " She smiled slighty. "I love you too."

"I have to go back." He whispered, his voice cracking slightly.

He watched the confusion wash over her features, but then the words sunk in. He heard her sudden intake of breath, her eyes filled with tears and her jaw went slack. They just stared at each other for a moment, their eyes locked and their breathing in sync. Then Erin fell into him, wrapping her arms around his torso and pressing her face into his neck. Jay just hugged her more fiercely than he ever has before, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.

So they stood there, holding each other. Because they knew it could be for the last time.

That night, Erin layed on top of Jay's chest, listening to his heart thump gently under her ear. His arms wrapped around her protectively. She knew she would miss this the most, she swore she wasn't a cuddler but with Jay it was different. She felt so safe and warm in his embrace, a feeling that would soon be no longer there.

"Promise me something. " She whispered, rubbing slow circles on his skin.

"Anything." He whispered back.

"Promise me that eight months from now you'll be right back here with me." She felt his body tense for a moment. But then she felt him exhale and bend to place a kiss in her head.

"I promise."