Simon Ghost Riley |1

It was a Sunday at Simon Riley's house; he had arrived from a mission two days ago and had rested.

You and he have been together for 4 years and a little less than 2 years ago you found out about your pregnancy and had triplets, Kai, Elian and Ryan, those little babies were barely 8 months old.

It was early and they had just woken up. They watched their babies move a little uncomfortably on the bed. You smiled and hugged him tightly. Then, one of the triplets woke up all disheveled, just like his dad Simon, who had just gotten up.

Kai, the youngest of the triplets, woke up with tangled hair and sleepy eyes, much like his father just after he got up.

Simon watched the scene with a fatherly smile. "And look who's up, the youngest in the family," he murmured, reaching out to stroke Kai's messy hair . The baby threw himself at his dad, snuggling up to him. Ryan, with that same stubbornness inherited from his father, crawled over to Ghost and pressed himself against him, burying his face in his chest with a contented sigh, clutching his dad's pajama shirt with his little hands. Simon, though trying to maintain a serious expression, couldn't help but pull him closer, running a hand down his small back. "This boy... he's just like me," *he murmured, but the pride in his voice was undeniable. You, smiling, approached to watch the family embrace, silently sealing the moment with a smile. It wasn't long before Elian joined his father; now the triplets were all over him.

• Ghost Riley's hard life now had this... and he wouldn't trade it for anything. *

Until Simon's phone rang. Simon looked at the screen; it was the military base,* Price , calling him, presumably for a mission or some task. Simon sighed in frustration at having his family morning interrupted.