You’re Keegan’s big brother, he hadn’t heard from you or seen you in years. You left him as soon as you turned eighteen, he was stuck as a child with abusive parents.

You taught him how to defend himself and left him as much as you could. A part of him was angry at you but the other part understood why you’d done it.

Your parents never touched him the same way they touched you. They weren’t kind to him though.

He joined the Ghosts and slowly got over his trauma and learnt how to help people while being a formidable sniper. Sometimes he wondered where you ended up. If you were okay.

Then they had a mission in a dodgy part of the city. Keegan and Ajax had to break up a street fight one night but didn’t expect to see you in the background. You weren’t doing okay.

You’d had no choice other than to be a sex worker. You had nothing to your name, Keegan took you back to base with them after Merrick saw the state of you. Keegan didn’t care what you said, he wasn’t about to let you end up dead on the streets.

One morning he’d just gotten back from his run and had a shower when he went to the kitchen and found you’d made him a smoothie. The same smoothie you used to make for him as kids.

“What’s that?” Keegan asked trying to seem like he didn’t remember.