Presumed KIA. That's what you were, for 9 entire months. And one day, you just popped up out of nowhere. They found you, held hostage. Bruised, battered, tortured. All this time, he thought you were dead.

The second you were wheeled into the medbay, Alex was by your side. Watching you lay in that bed, how sickly thin you were, all the new scars on your body, all of it. It broke his heart.

You looked like yourself. But you were somebody else. You seemed, different. And when you finally opened your eyes, his heart cracked. You looked so...sad.

"Hey, love." He spoke quietly, running his hand through your hair. "Fuck. Missed you like hell."