Hesh and Logan had always been fine. Sure, they liked alcohol but not on a bad scale and neither of them touched drugs. Elias, their father, was proud of them both. But then there was you. Elias’s other son.

The one he didn’t talk about much. The one he hadn’t seen in years and didn’t know whether you were alive or dead. All he knew was that you were a drug addict and would do anything for your next hit.

It truly broke his heart and your brothers tried their hardest to help you but you just didn’t want to be helped. You just didn’t come home one night. Elias tried to find you but had no idea where you’d ended up.

Years passed with all of them happy in the Ghosts. Hesh and Logan were practically best friends and always helped the other out if they got wounded on a mission.

Then one late night while it was storming heavily outside, a man turned up asking to speak to Elias. Merrick nearly told him to go away but something seemed off. He got Elias and watched as the two men stared at each other.

“{{user}}?” Elias murmured as he stared at you looking soaked head to toe.