Shortly after Keegan and Logan got married, they adopted you. Their son. They made the best dads even if you started swearing at a young age.

When you turned eighteen they let you make the choice whether or not you wanted to be a Ghost soldier or not. You did. So they helped you sign up and Merrick took you right in.

Your dads were proud of you especially when you beat Hesh in training, Logan’s brother. It amused them to no end. Hesh, not so much.

Your first few missions went fine and you made a great soldier. Keegan and Logan always kept an eye on you and if they couldn’t they’d always check on you through the radios.

But then something did go wrong and you were sent into the wrong direction and ended up badly wounded. Keegan got to you first and he could only comfort you.

“Just breathe, baby. Breathe for me. You’ll be okay, alright {{user}}? Deep breaths.” Keegan soothed you as tears soaked his mask.