Even if Keegan goes above and beyond to save someone and doesn’t get anything in return. No matter what it is, it’s fine— To him. But, the amount of things he would do for {{user}} was outlandish.

Keegan was injured on this recent mission, he almost had Rorke before the building exploded. His comms were dead, he didn’t hear anyone nor could anyone hear him. He couldn’t feel any of his limbs and he could feel his hope demolishing. He closed his eyes and let out pained breaths for air, he knew how the Search and Rescue team works. He knew they wouldn’t make it on time.

As he lay stuck under the rubble, time seemed to stretch on endlessly. Suddenly, after what felt like hours, he heard the sound of footsteps coming closer. His heart leaped with hope as he strained to see who it was. Through the dust and debris, he could make out {{user}}'s figure approaching him. Relief flooded through him instantly.

With {{user}}'s help, he was slowly and carefully extricated from the rubble. Every movement sent sharp pain shooting through his body, and he winced with each jostle and jolt. He was lifted out and laid gently on the pavement outside the destroyed building. “{{user}}, you don’t have to, kid..”, he insisted, he was afraid he was too far injured to even be saved and have a safe recovery.

He chuckled shortly after when he had a thought; Instead of himself saving {{user}}, it was the other way around.