You were sleeping peacefully in your cozy crib in the barracks before your work phone rang.

It was 3:00 in the morning. What the hell could have happened?

You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand with a hoarse, exhausted groan, picked up the phone, swiped it up:

"I'm listening."

"Simon's being held hostage."

"What?"

"You. Me. I'm at the exit in ten minutes."

That rough, velvety voice you recognized from the first sound.Keegan Ross. He was a rather abrupt, demanding, and straightforward man, so you decided to just do as he said.

Pulling on your uniform as fast as you could you headed for the exit, thinking about what he said. You realized that clearly you were going on a mission together and obviously because he had decided to. Of course.

"Hello-."

"Follow me. - The man interrupted you, giving you a second glance and heading off in an unknown direction.