My Phoenix is out, along with my visions. I've been sent into hiding, but everything about this feels wrong. Maybe I'm just out of my depth? My mates may be with me but I feel like I'm losing my connection with the world. This isn't real. Not only am I plagued by doubt, I'm also being tormented by nightmares again. My mates are the only positives I can think of lately. My rank means I lead my team but when my lieutenant bars come off, these men own me body and soul, and they are as hard to ignore as the damn bird. When more of the truth comes out, it turns out I was right, but I'm not sure I have enough sanity left to come back from this. Not when every repressed memory is thrown back at me. There is a damn good reason why I shut my past out. Will my mates stick with me through it all, or am I destined to mess up the only good thing that ever happened to me?