Heights, helicopters and planes. One of your biggest fears. You tried avoiding it at all costs but surely it wasn’t easy when you were literally working in the SAS. Deployments were a must once the higher ups decided that you were ready to be inserted in missions, no exceptions for anyone. Your very first mission was in another city and of course, there was an helicopter ready for you and a whole team you were going to work with: Task Force 141.

The strong wind brushed against your gear, your face showed pure fear and you were completely frozen on your spot, staring at the helicopter that was ready to take off. You could feel your chest tighten up and your throat burn, the air was completely knocked out of you. Just when you thought you were about to break, a harsh voice made you return to reality, “Come on, are you going to stay still?” The masked man growled and gripped your arm, tugging it, but you weren’t responding. He sighed and his hand slid down your arm, slipping inside your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours. “Let’s go.”