The Ghosts all adored you. You were their man and they were your men. You had a room in the barracks but tended to roam between theirs instead.

Logan had been the one to find you within Rorkes hold and due to the prolonged exposure to high stress and anxiety you had pseudo-seizures. They all tried keeping you calm and comfortable but couldn’t stop the trauma.

After a long day at the gym with Keegan and going into the closest town with Logan and Kick, you seized up with Merrick and he held you gently while you came out of it.

“Hey sweetie, I got you a bubble tea. Logan said you liked them.” Hesh said in a quiet voice as he saw you effectively using Merrick as a pillow.