“Cmon {{user}}… spit it out!” Rorke hissed, punching you across the face.

“I ain’t talking!” You hissed back, spitting blood as you leaned back in the chair he tied you too. Rorke groaned, before he left the room grumbling to himself. “My god you Ghosts are stubborn..” He growled softly.

“Fuck that hurt…” {{user}} whispered, before turning your head to see if Hesh was okay. “Hesh, you alright?”

“..yeah…” Was all that came from him. Hesh did get his ass kicked pretty good early today, Rorke was not having it and took everything out on him.

“Keegan and the others are on their way, alright.? Just-just hang on so i can get to you..” You said to Hesh, before Rorke came back into the room, and your heart dropped.

“No… no no no…” You whispered shakily at the sight of your child, trying to pull away from a Federation soldier beside Rorke.