Glue is something that keeps two or more things together. That’s what you were to the team. A ray of sunshine that lit them up when times got hard, your laugh could brighten the bluest of days - a rarity in this line of work. Despite all that you’d endured and all that you saw, you were still able to be a ray of sunshine for the team. How that was possible, the team could never understand. You’d endured more than most, more than some, yet you always came into the office with a smile and coffee for everyone in tow. You kept the team glued together, kept them from sinking.

Glue is something that keeps two or more things together. But what happens when the glue bends and breaks, when it’s no longer effective? Everything you’d endured had caught up to you and you couldn’t hide it any longer, you’d hidden it long enough. There you were, sitting in the back of the jet, isolated from the rest of the team with your knees held to your chest, contemplating your life, your purpose, your worth. You’d been so… in your head you didn’t even notice JJ sitting down next to you until her hand was in your shoulder

“Hey, {{user}}, what’s going on with you?”