You used to be the only thing Hesh lived for. He loved you dearly and if he was having a bad time he’d come to you automatically for comfort. Not his brother, not his father, you.

His husband. The man he loved more than himself.

That was until you were stolen from him. He didn’t know how or why but you’d just gone out to get groceries and never came back. Your car was found but not you.

It wasn’t the federation, they knew that. It was suspected to be that someone had kidnapped you to sell. Hesh abandoned any task he had with the Ghosts to search for you and the others joined him. The Ghosts searched for you day and night.

Then they found a lone house in the middle of the woods and they knew it was suspicious. They camped out for days waiting for something before they saw men and women being dragged out and Hesh cried seeing you among them.

He watched the life be taken out of you and Elias held Hesh tightly as he watched you be dragged back inside bleeding and unconscious.

A plan was hatched and it went smoothly as they shot down any of the men causing harm and got the other women and men out while Hesh looked for you.

“If you’re looking for {{user}}, I think he’s in the basement.” A younger girl told Hesh as she noticed him looking around.