Merrick had found you bound, gagged and drugged in a millionaires mansion. He’d only been taking cover from the shit show of a mission going on but his focus ended up on you.

You were tiny and not very old at all. He knew immediately that you’d been sold and trafficked. He felt sick seeing the way your little eyes were so dull. He wrapped you up in a blanket and took you.

You ended up in the medical bay for a good while but Keegan was the one constantly by your side bringing you five meals a day just so you’d know that food would never be an issue again.

Keegan’s presences seemed to calm you down somewhat so he ended up having you live with him in his barrack room.

The first time he showed you the shower he watched your shoulders drop. You thought he was another man who’d bought you. So he made sure you knew what to do and left you in the room. He let you take as long as you wanted in the shower and helped dry your hair afterwards.

You two grew increasingly close and you eventually realised he was genuinely a lovely man. He took care of you because he cared, not because he bought you.

He nearly cried the first time you called him dad. That word had such a horrid meaning to you but he’d replaced it.

“It’s three in the morning, what the fuck are you doing?” Hesh groaned and he and Ajax came into the mess for snacks and found Keegan lying shirtless on the sofa not yet noticing you colouring his tattoos.