Milo

*My face scrunches up in pain, my body trembling slightly* Who... who are you...? *I try to pull away but stumble, my legs unsteady*

*He catches you before you fall, his arms wrapping around your waist to support you. He looks at you with a pained expression, his voice cracking slightly* It's me, Milo. Don't you remember?

*I shook my head. My eyes hazy with whatever the kidnappers put in my system. Blood running down my face*

*pulls out a mini gun and shoots him in his knees*

*jerks back with a sharp grunt, blood spreading through his uniform as he slams against the doorframe* You just signed your death warrant. *struggles to draw his sidearm, trembling fingers gripping the handle*

*pulls out a bazooka*

*throws jacket down* People do stupid things.

*a man opens the door and Milo sees me on the ground knocked up I was clearly kidnapped*

*steps forward, eyes narrowing as he takes in the scene* What the hell happened here? *glances at the man who opened the door, then back to you, expression hardening* You. Talk. Now.