In the quiet moments between operations, when the relentless cacophony of war momentarily receded, John sometimes found himself yearning for something he had lost long ago – a sense of home.

His occupation had cost him a lot - his friends, his innocence, the peaceful memories of his childhood. But what he missed the most was the simple warmth of someone else. Someone to belong to. Someone to call his own.

That’s until he met the 141’s newest asset. A quick-witted, driven young man.

You.