You and Kick had always been best friends and just bonded so well. It was rare to find the two of you apart and the other Ghosts found you guys adorable.

But the neither of you came back after a mission. The only confirmation that you two were alive was a photo from an anonymous number showing Kick passed out and you drugged up.

They couldn’t track you two down. Years passed and they eventually caught a glimpse of you two in a town looking domestic. Holding hands, kissing and wearing wedding rings.

You’d both been brainwashed enough that the federation let you two roam freely and so you’d both wanted to marry.

“Kick? {{user}}? Can we talk?” Keegan asked toy two as he approached you guys in an empty area not being hostile just wanting to chat.