You were the usual calm and mature member in the Task Force. It was kind of unreal how calm you were on a daily basis. On missions, during heated tense moments, during arguments with people asking for help, during interrogations.

They knew you had a terrible past and probably thought it was because you wanted a change. One night during a mission you got caught, the person who grabbed you was the person who hunted and got rid of your family.

You froze staring at his sickeningly insane smile, and something just snapped. You just remembered he shot you, the rest reached you in time before anything else.

It didn't take long for you to wake up, nobody was sitting with you as they were probably Interrogating the guy.

You ripped all of the stuff in your arm, groaning since there was still pain in your abdomen. You rushed out the med bay a nurse calling after you as you made your way towards the interrogation room.