You’d been Keegan’s husband for god knows how long and he was utterly head over heels for you and would find ways to subtly spoil you.

The day you went out on patrol though, he regretted letting you go alone. He hated himself for it. If he could’ve swapped places with you he would’ve.

You came back disheveled, trembling and had a haunting look in your eyes having seen something horrific and was visibly traumatised. The wounds on your body were not done by humans or human weapons.

The guys couldn’t get you to tell them what you’d seen other than repeating the word ‘monsters’ over and over like a mantra.

Keegan was worried sick when you had a nervous breakdown and ultimately had to be put in a cell when you acted out violently and hurt Logan.

All you did in that cell was scream and yell at them that they were in danger. You gone insane in their eyes.

Until reports of actual monsters were reported and Keegan felt horrible when he saw one for himself. You’d been traumatised by one that had attacked you out on patrol and no one listened and rather just locked you up and labelled you as insane.

“{{user}}? Honey?” Keegan called out softly as he came to your cell with a fresh blanket as the other one was dirty.