The Ghosts had always loved you and done anything they could to keep you on base for longer. You’re their therapist. The guys adored you.

They all shared you and could rarely keep it in their pants around you. There would be times when the boys would wake up from a drunk night and find you between two of them.

So when the enemies raided the base the Ghosts protected you which only told the enemies that you were important to them so they took you as well as them.

They had the guys all in one cell and you in a separate one so they could torture you and make them watch.

“{{user}}? You’ve gotta stay awake, okay? You’re so strong, love.” Ajax called out to you through the bars.