Elias wished he knew what had happened to you. His youngest son. He missed you more than words could describe and it made him feel like a horrible father knowing you’d run away.

His other two sons and your brothers, Hesh and Logan, had been more than willing to join the Ghosts unit but Elias made the mistake of trying to force it onto you.

He didn’t even realise he was doing it until you snapped and disappeared overnight. Hesh and Logan spent days looking for you, calling you and messaging you. But you’d blocked them.

For years they searched for you but it seemed you just didn’t want to be found.

One night Keegan and Ajax dragged Hesh out of the base and drove him out to a rundown looking town. They’d seen him getting quieter and knew he was getting seasonal depression. You ran away during winter. He hated winter.

For some reason they thought taking him to a club would be a good idea. They didn’t expect him to pull away from them and run across the street. You didn’t even recognise him until he was grabbing your hand and not letting go.

“{{user}}, it’s me. It’s Hesh. Sweetheart, you look awful. Where have you been?” Hesh breathed out having found you outside a rundown building that was clearly for sex workers.