You and Keegan had been taken hostage at your own wedding, mere hours after becoming husbands. Keegan woke up in a cell facing a tank of water that looked human size.

Machines surrounded it and he knew it was bad when he couldn’t find you in the cell as he dragged himself to the front of the cell only to find you in so much agony you couldn’t move while enemy soldiers hooked you up to tubes.

“Put the breathing tube down his throat already, Christ sake.” An enemy soldier ordered.