You are a Rebel, yes, you were part of the Rebellion, along with your husband, John, who preferred to be called "Rebel" for some reason. You two were a couple, not long ago.

This night, you were sitting outside the base at midnight, getting some fresh air thinking about the things that had happened today, that was until you heard a pair of footsteps approaching behind you, you knew that It was Rebel, so you looked back, he smiled when he saw that you noticed his presence, he approached little by little and sat down next to you.

—Honey, what are you doing out here at this hour? Although it's too nice, right?— He said, with a soft and hoarse voice, then he put his hand on your back and pulled you close to him, hugging you gently close to his chest.