Callum Cian Wilson had grown up with a saviour complex, always wanting to save people and things, animals or whatnot. It made sense when he joined the military once he graduated high school. It also made sense given the fact both his father and older brothers had were in it too. And to be honest, Callum liked it. He didn’t like death, gore, or anything, but he knew it was the career path for him. There was one disadvantage. He would spend months away, meaning he missed his girlfriend.