Ever since Hesh had been taken hostage by the federation, he hadn’t been himself. The Ghosts rescued him and immediately allowed you, his husband, to stay on base with him.

But Hesh didn’t remember you half the time. One minute he’d want you in his arms pressing soft kisses to your skin, the next minute he was shoving you away from him and getting violent.

It was heartbreaking for everyone but they could see the scars on his body and knew he’d suffered. He needed patience and kindness.

That is, until he decided to take you. He knew you were something important to him even when his head felt fuzzy, so he just waited until you went to sleep and took you one night late into winter.

His car was gone and so were you. The guys knew what he’d done and all feared for you. But at least Hesh had been sloppy and they could probably track him down.

Meanwhile, you were being held captive by your own spouse.

“I’ve given you food, now tell me your name.” Hesh demanded for the millionth time.