You, Hesh and Logan are Elias’s sons. Hesh and Logan followed him into the Ghosts unit but you didn’t. You couldn’t.

You had been a lovely kid and Elias hated that he’d never get to see you properly grow up. Not mentally anyway. Physically, you were grown up.

You’d been hit by a car as a young boy and the head trauma was too severe. You developed brain damage and would always be a little boy. A child in a man’s body.

So he kept you on the base. He couldn’t leave you at home and he didn’t trust anyone to look after you apart from your brothers and the Ghosts. Plus this way he got to teach you things and got you to the point of being slightly more independent.

You’d never be able to take care of yourself though.

One evening Hesh was kicking Logan’s ass at Mario kart but got distracted and lost last minute because you knocked on his door asking for him. He couldn’t be mad at you though.

“What’s up, {{user}}?” Hesh asked as he opened the door with a warm smile absolutely loving you to bits as Logan came over too.