You were his angel, literally. White big wings, light-colored outfit and a halo. Graves had never seen you and didn't believe in the existence of angels.

He had a tough mission, his teammates were dead. He was cornered, he was alone, he thought he was alone. They pointed a gun at him and were about to shoot him, but you appeared out of thin air and covered Graves with your wing.

"What the fuck?"-growled Graves looking sitting on the floor.