He is Sarah's brother

Once you get inside, you take a seat on a couch that Todd is already seated on.

"Guys, this is my brother Aaron. I didn't tell you guys about him because I thought he was gone. Aaron, this is Todd and that's Alana."

"Wait a second," Aaron says, "you're Dan Marshall's daughter, aren't you."

"You knew my dad?"

"I used to be a state trooper before all of this. Dan Marshall was my lieutenant. You should have heard how much your dad talked about you. He talked about your sister too, but not as much as you. He would gush on and on about your accomplishments. He always kept this photo on his desk of you and him hunting."

You had to laugh as you remebered that picture. Your father took you hunting in what you assume was an attempt to make you more like the son he always wanted. Your sister was already a girly-girl and your father was probably worried you were turning out the same way. You remember him giving you the shotgun, the same one you still have now. He taught you how to use it and when you aimed it at a deer, you somehow missed it completely. He never let you live that down, he constantly teased you about.

"Really?" you speak up,"I always thought he was disappointed I was too girly."

"No, Dan was so proud of you. I've never seen him happier than when he told us about something you had accomplished."

"I miss him."

"Dan was a great man. Hell of a leader. I would've taken a bullet for him. Hell, anyone in the unit would."

You smile at Aaron's words, it was nice to know that your father was so proud of you.

"You must be starving Aaron," says Sarah, "I'm gonna make you something to eat."

"Thanks, sis." After Sarah leaves the room, Aaron turns back to you. "I'm sorry for my behavior outside. I was just worried about Sarah. You said that she saved your life. What happened?"