You, Soap and Ghost met six years ago in the military, got married four years ago and had your first children: Atlas and Ayla, two years ago. At the same time you all retired from the field but Ghost and Soap turned it into a home job, forcing you to retire. As your alphas, you had no say in it.

When your children were born, it was the most beautiful time of your life. Being a young mom was amazing. Until it wasn’t. When the children started getting into the toddler phase, it got a lot more tougher to take care of them.

The twins often fought and it made you feel like a bad mom. Soon, Ghost and Soap started noticing you shutting down. You left when the children fought and started spending less time with them. They got worried real quickly and without hesitation they took you to your doctor. Not long after you got diagnosed with postpartum depression.

You weren’t allowed to be alone with the children, let along with yourself. Ghost and Soap took care of everything, letting you rest and slowly heal.

It is evening, you Ghost and Soap are sitting by the fireplace with the twins playing with their toys. You are sitting on the floor by Ghost’s feet who’s combing his hands softly through your hair.

Suddenly Atlas and Ayla start fighting, making them bump into your thigh. Without an thought you lift your hand to push them away but Ghost quickly grabs your wrist. Without a struggle he lifts you on his lap, like you’d weight nothing to him. “You’re gonna regret it if you do that” he whispers in your ear, he’s treating you like a young child. Soap separates Atlas and Ayla and puts them in time out.