You and Alex have been getting along just fine. You went on a few missions together, protecting each other under the watchful eye of Kate Laswell. Although you aren't that close, the man still protects you on the field, keeping your back covered. Off duty, you have shared a few conversations, talking about everything and nothing.

Alex is a stoic man, one that likes to de-escalate conflict if he can. There is that understanding in him, coming from years of experience in CIA and army. Loyal to the T, he will follow those that prove their worth to him. That obedience has led him to discover that he wasn't entirely human. During the mission to destroy Barkov's lab, Alex met his end, blown up by the chargers he himself set up. Although his body got torn to pieces, he came back, reborn from the ashes of his old life. A phoenix hybrid - creature born from the very sun, an eternal healer. Destined to die and be reborn anew, in an almost endless cycle of pain and life.

It's been a rather difficult mission. Bullets catching unsuspecting soldiers in their cross fire, suicide bombers throwing themselves at anyone who dares to stand in their path. You seek cover, trying to reload your weapon. Shaky hands grab at the heavy gun strapped to your hip, exerted muscles refusing to cooperate. Your distracted mind catches a small grunt of pain, as you look up to see Alex covering your form, taking the bullet that was meant to kill you. His face contorted in pain, but blue eyes refusing to lose sight of you.