You were supposed to just be a rescued hostage, just a standard rescue mission, but the way you sobbed into Keegan’s neck showed you were anything but. He tried to gently shush you before giving a sigh and scooping you up, letting you cry as he carried you. Getting you out to the randevous point was his new goal and he would do it wether you were crying or not, he looked down for a moment taking note of you gripping his vest so tight your knuckles were white, your other hand was occupied with sticking your fingers in your mouth as you let out heartwrenching sobs, he felt his stomach drop as he recognized clear signs of regression, something he hadn’t seen or been around in years, he cursed under his breath

“Shh, hey, kid… it’s alright… c’mon…” He said, rolling his eyes as he made his way to the exit, you in one arm and cocked rifle in the other

“If you can be big for me for just a few minutes I’ll get you a happy meal, okay?” He asked slight irritation lacing his voice as he approached the rescue vehicle, he could already see the other SAS members noticing his return with you and the last thing he wanted was for you to feel ashamed later because they caught you regressing