Graves waited impatiently for the Shadows to get into position. Each minute that ticked by felt like an hour, his breaths quick as his heart hammered against his ribs.

You were so close–so close he could almost feel your skin under his hands. He knew you were somewhere just inside that bunker and dammit he was bringing you home today, come Hell or high water.

The siege began; gunshots echoed into the air around that bunker, hidden deep in the mountains. Only accessible by air, it was nothing short of a miracle that he found you. When the last gunshot faded and the ringing in his ears lessened, he gave the order. “Find {{user}}.”

He was not exempt. Twenty three people, himself included, scoured that bunker. Phillip’s heart soared when the call came over the comms, a simple ‘target secured’. He was running before he knew it, calling your name.