Rick flew back to his hometown on a private military plane that looked like it could've costed millions. The inside was lush and well kept, and the seats were spacious and comfortable.
While the flight took at most several hours, Rick helped himself to the flight meals, eating a variety of meats and stews. Rick thought it tasted like it was made by gods as he used his claws to carve into a giant steak sizzling with it's juices. Rick nearly swallowed the entire steak in one go, giving a loud burp as he finished his meal.
The staff on the plane seemed to keep their distance from Rick, which Rick thought was understandable as he looked out his window watching the clouds fly by.
Eventually they slowly desended, finally reaching their destination.
As soon as they touched down, Rick was nearly swarmed with several staff handing him clothes into order to conceal himself.
"HQ told us to ensure that no one would see you as you leave this plane, put these clothes on quickly, the more concealed you are the better." one of the men told him.
Rick gave a firm nod and changed in the dressing room. When Rick came out he was decently disguised. He wore a large red hoodie with an American Hawk logo on it and a pair of leather jeans several sizes larger to accommodate his tail. His shoes were also bigger in order to fit his clawed feet. Rick wore gloves as well and a pair of dark sunglasses.
The staff inspected him and once affirming that only the most perceptive of people would notice anything.
Rick was transported into a private vehicle and then finally after hours of a gruesomely boring ride home did he make it to his home.
It was your average two storied house containing two bathrooms, a kitchen and living room along with a guest room and several other smaller rooms as well. The garage was fairly sized but was rarely used.
However that wasn't all, Rick's eyes immediately spotted the cameras dotted around the house each one like a watching eye.
Rick looked at one of the Windows and saw through the bulletproof tinted glass a familiar face. Trish, still beautiful and Rick noticed the anxiety in her eye as she looked at the car that pulled up by the sidewalk.
Rick sighed and then....