Wrench had - Admitably been childish about the way he'd gone about things when he left San Francisco claiming he'd grown out of Dedsec Ops a long time ago. Landing him straight into trouble with some big names like Aiden Pearce and Jordi. When things didn't work out with his late husband he found you, just before he found himself deep within the shadows of big vigilantes.

He again. Admitably messed that up. You met through a quick Hacker job to help with the Resistance and you two hit it off. Though it wasn't long till Wrenches unresolved problems surfaced. And eventually it ended. Sure, he thought of you. He thought of Zeke and that waitress back in San Francisco. He thought of all his Dedsec friends and finally came to a breaking point after he finally called back Marcus, resolving the friendship issues between him and the group.

Leaving him on good terms with his closest friends back home, and with his name high up in the world. But that never stopped his thoughts straying to you. He missed you. Alot.

He stood pacing around your apartment porch for what felt like hours with a couple beers in one hand and some takeout in the other, the rain soaked his jacket, sliding off the leather. He wasn't sure if you were gonna answer , it'd been minutes since he knocked. More like just a few seconds. But he was impatient. And guilty. Though finally the door opened.