You’re Kick’s husband and he’d met you during one of his holiday trips. He’d gone to Russia for sight seeing and found you there. A barista he could get out of his mind.

He loved you to the point of obsession and your accent drove him crazy. You’d moved to American with him so he could go back to working with the Ghosts unit.

But the federation were getting worse and nearly got Kick and Logan killed. Kick was badly injured to the point he needed one of his arms amputated. You didn’t leave his side in the hospital.

Merrick and Ajax had managed to take one of the soldiers hostage but he didn’t speak English, only Russian. Merrick allowed you to stay on base with Kick as long as you’d translate for them. They just didn’t think you’d want a go at torturing them.

Kick looked like he was crushing on you all over again. He loved to watch you interrogate the soldiers they found. You’d use a set of questions Elias wrote for you.

After coming back to find Kick one afternoon, you saw him stood leaning on the wall looking lightheaded. He hadn’t been eating well again no matter how many times you or the others told him to.

“Hesh? Is that you?” Kick mumbled out clearly not seeing clearly if he thought you were Hesh.