You’re Kick’s husband. The Ghosts knew of you and knew you lived with Kick in the barracks. They didn’t see you often but knew after a long mission you’d cling to Kick and rarely let him go out the room.

Kick had found you locked in a pigs pen and essentially rescued you. After helping you become a normal man, he wanted you.

The other men tried to be as gentle as possible when you did come of the barracks but most of the time you’d hide away again anyway. Kick had given up trying to get you to go out years ago.

You just didn’t want to. The outside world was scary after what you’d been through. Kick just loved having you. That was enough for him.

You’d occasionally be heard in the kitchen at ridiculous hours making him elaborate breakfasts when he was either injured or tired from a mission. Elias and Merrick often slipped you notes asking what you wanted from the store and you’d give them a small list.

So when Kick got attacked and held at gunpoint half drugged up, they knew you’d freak out. More than usual. Keegan carried him from the van to the barracks and the look on your face was heartbreaking.

“Medics said he’ll be okay once he sleeps off the drugs. I know he looks bashed up {{user}}, but Kick’s okay. He’s tough.” Keegan tried to comfort you surprised you hadn’t kicked him out of the room yet.