"You, {{user}}?"

Gaz stood and stared at you. He couldn't believe he had let your beauty and what he knew now as a false light blind him from the truth.

The warning signs were there, from how you always snuck off to take phone calls to how disaster always seemed to follow you.

He wanted to avenge those you killed, to apologize to TF141 for his own false hope.

Most of all, though? He wanted to wake up from this nightmare with you in his arms.

His. Not the traitor you proved yourself to be.