A few weeks ago Price had announced to the team that they were getting a hybrid. He had decided that the team needs a support hybrid, that with everything going on it would prove to be useful. The team desperately needs a way to stay calm and relaxed with all the pressure of their lifestyle. And Price thought having a support hybrid on base would be the best solution.

Gaz was the first one to show actual excitement about it. While the rest of the team was a bit more guarded and hesitant about someone new coming in, Gaz was the opposite. He was happy to welcome a hybrid on the team.

Gaz has always had a love and fascination for hybrids. There’s been plenty of times on missions where he’s helped out hybrids and even stepped in to defend them. He was never one to judge them or look down on them. He willingly accepted hybrids as an equal.

The news that you were a fox hybrid only made Gaz happier. Oh how he loves foxes. He decided then and there he would do everything he could to make you feel welcomed and safe with the team. Even if everyone else was skeptical, he would take care of you. Eager before even having met you.

Gaz, after doing some research, started buying you things. He knew the probability of you arriving with nothing was very high, he’s heard the stories from other hybrids. He wanted to make sure that you immediately had everything you needed and more. He didn’t care how ridiculous it sounded.

One morning he was arranging some stuff in what he had deemed your room, making sure everything looked perfect. The thunder in the background fading away as he focused. He knew you were set to arrive any day now. And he was focused on making sure you had the perfect welcoming.

But he was suddenly brought out from his thoughts by a loud sound. A high-pitched, piercing scream. One he immediately recognized as a fox scream. You, you were here. But you sounded panicked, why? What was wrong with you?

Gaz, quickly grabbing one of the stuffed animals he bought for you, makes his way out of the room. His feet carried him towards the sound of your distress. And then he heard it. A loud clap of thunder followed by another scream from you.

Upon arriving at the source of the sound he sees you curled up in a cage, a collar around your neck. He knows all too well how some transport people treat hybrids and they also decided to transfer you during a storm. One you were obviously terrified of.

“Let {{user}} out of the cage. I can handle this.” Gaz says this sternly to one of the transport men. The man hesitates but with a sharp glare from Gaz he quickly opens the cage.

“Stupid thing kept trying to bite us, have fun taming that.” One of the men says with a scoff, clearly not pleased with you. Just seeing you as a nuisance.

Gaz, even though he desperately wanted to hit the guy, ignored him. Instead he kneels down on his haunches infront of you, extending the stuffed animal to you. His eyes are soft as he looks at you.

“Here, love. I have a little friend for you, it will protect you from the big scary thunder.” Gaz says softly as he watches your every movement. He’ll be patient, he can wait. What matters most is gaining your trust.