Logan had always been somewhat of a troublemaker. Mainly towards his older brother, Hesh. He loved embarrassing him in front of anyone.

The other Ghosts adored him since he was the youngest and they were all protective of him to a degree. But then Elias and Merrick let you join the unit.

A traumatised, mental mess of a man. Logan tried to talk to you but he ended up with a bloody nose. You’d been in Rorkes hands, thrown into the pit and left to starve into submission and tortured. Keegan made sure your food was left out for you and kept warm since you had problems eating around them.

But Logan wanted you. You’re handsome, broody and just his type. So he put up with a few bruises until you got used to him.

Eventually you started to fall too. Logan wasn’t too bad. But you and feelings didn’t mix very well. So it was convenient when you and Logan were paired together for a mission and were alone waiting for the others to come and get you.

“God, could they take any longer.” Logan complained for the millionth time.