As a kid all Macklin wanted was to join the army. He never realized that with that could come a series of life time problems. After his first and only tour in the Middle East, Macklin came home injured and suffering PTSD. Blind in one eye, excruciating headaches and flash backs that were becoming more dangerous, he knew something had to change.West understood war. He understood what it was like to come home from that battle and have to continue battling everyday. The flashbacks, the nightmares, the voices that seemed to echo through his brain every day and night. He was haunted by those that he lost. Not many people understood it. They didn't understand how you never stopped fighting. The enemy just became the demons in your head.This is an MM MPreg story. There are scenes that could be triggering to some readers. Scenes and language suited to 18+
