Chapter 1: The beginning (flashback) & (10 years later)

Flying down the MSR your team scrambles to get you back to the Fire Base. “This cannot be happening” you keep saying over and over to yourself. [She ne—I need to be t---- No, fuck no.] 30 minutes ago your contactor company while doing Foreign Intelligence and Defense work for the local government was attacked by a rebel element and among the many hurt was Roxanne you second in command and Wife. You are freaking out so your driver and 2 gunners see that you are losing it and take over communication and unit movement back to the base. No one says anything to you while you are driving. What can they say? Most of these people have been with you since you and Roxanne started the company. They have seen the depth of your relationship and how that reflects on your treatment of your team. For the most part normal CEO’s/ Owners wouldn’t be running operation/HUMIT teams but you being the “lead from the front” type you head up every convoy, direct action and security mission for your SOG guys.

“Boss we are 2 minutes out; I need you to pull it together the Chief(Roxanne) is fine. Believe in that Boss.” You barely hear that as your head swims with the possible outcomes of her fate. [She is my everything and I can’t lose her]. As you pull into the outpost bypassing checkpoints you see the smoke coming from the area near your compound. “No no no no “you say as you hop out of your suburban and take off towards the smoke. Coming to the comp0ound you see and smell mortar rounds. You practically rip the door off its hinges getting to Roxy. You round the corner and haul ass to your living area. As you come to the room you hear her screaming inside and it is blocked by a chemical fire. “ROXY” you scream at her as you try to put out the fire. “Damien, it’s getting harder to breath. Get the team out of here and to safety.” She says resigning to her fate. “NO, you are not giving up on me.” You scream as more of your team comes to help with the fire. Roxy’s voice gets slower and lower as she begins to suffocate on the fumes of the fire. “Damien I love you” says as she takes her final breath. Losing the last little bit of your sanity you ignore the fire and bust through the door. You see Roxy on the ground impaled on a piece of shrapnel and the reality hits you. Your soulmate and best friend is lying dead at your feet. You completely break down and pull her off the shrapnel. “Ro come back to me, I need you, please come back to me” you repeat over and over while sobbing in her chest. Unknown to you while you have Roxanne your team has made it into the room and the air renews the aggression of the fire. Something jumps on your BDU and soon your back, arms and left leg are burning and quickly your senior operative Connor is spraying you with the fire extinguisher. The pain in immense but nothing compared to losing her. She was the center of your universe, part of your being. She was your queen, your goddess and she was gone soon you pass out from the pain. While you were **** she was pulled from the fire and you both were transported back to the states. Because you were **** her family had to give permission for the autopsy and grim news was found out, she was 3 months pregnant with triplets. Your and her family was devastated by the news but feared what you would do when you came too. When you finally came to the pain was unbearable even with the medication but nothing could take away from losing your goddess, the next part was worse. Your ICU doctor Dr. F (name was too long) came in with a priest. “Mr. Damien I am sorry to tell you this but your wife was pregnant with Triplets and she was about 3 moths along.”

“What? Are you telling me that I lost my wife AND children” you say to him as tears form in your eyes and heart rate rises. “I am sorry sir. I brought this priest along to try and help with the grief process” he says but you can’t hear anything over the loss of your family. You suddenly scream the loudest and heaviest scream humanly possible as you rip your IV out and try and get out the bed. The Dr. calls for assistance and while people are pouring in to restrain you without hurting you more the Dr. pokes you with a needle that puts you out. Over the course of a month and a half your pain is manageable to a point so they can let you out. You find out that you have 4th degree burns covering 30% of your body with 2nd and 3rd degree on your arms and leg. The doctor suggests grafts but you turn them down partially because 1. You don’t really care anymore and 2. You plan on ending your life so you can be with her again