nolan gallagher | thirty-two | bounty hunter |
BASICS.
Date of Birth: March 20, 1990 Zodiac Sign: Aries Place of Birth: Coquitlam Gender: cis-male Sexual Orientation: heterosexual Relationship Status: single Language(s) Spoken: English, broken Spanish Hobbies: boxing, running, pet sitting (he can’t get a pet of his own but loves animals) Neighborhood: The Drive Time in Vancouver: Moved when he was 5
BIOGRAPHY.
tw: death/murder, alcoholism, abuse, depression
Childhoods are difficult for many different reasons and Nolan Gallagher was not lucky in this sense, like in many of his life. The youngest of two brothers, he lost his mother as an toddler. After the passing of his mother, his father, Gregory Gallagher, completely changed. He had always been a prideful and quick-tempered man but his wife had been able to balance the anger and smart mouth to keep him from trouble. She had been the glue that kept the household together. After her death, Gregory fell into a deep abyss that seemed to have no end or light. His father suffered from toxic masculinity and an alcohol problem so the only times Nolan saw the man was when he came home drunk or came back from the station for various misdemeanors. His brother had been the one that raised him to a degree, but there was only so much a four year old could do. Truth be told, the system should have taken them in but their father’s act wasn’t all bad. For all his problems, he still tried to raise his boys the best he could. He tried to clean up his act when Nolan was six years old. But there was only so much that three boys could do for themselves. Dinners were often out of a can and bag lunches hardly looked like what the others children received.
Nolan found himself distanced from his father from the start, his brother being the one that he looked up to. There were tensions between the two older Gallaghers grew with each year and it was only natural for Nolan to side with his brother who had been beside him from the start. In his immaturity he didn’t see how his father was trying to make things work or how life had impacted him. So there he was, watching as his father and brother’s tempers battled every night, each party almost coming to blows before him. Unable to release any of the emotions he felt at home and yet mirroring what he was seeing at home, his aggression was seen in school. His father was called in often because Nolan had been fighting with other children, for which Gregory immediately blamed his older brother and vice versa. Nolan was absolutely silent at home, saying nothing about what he felt, learning to keep things completely bottled up in case he only made the situation worse. Tension in the house was too great and he found that his brother and father both started to distance from him only because of their anger. By the time he was entering high school, his brother was out of the house. His father wasn’t about to pay for his college expenses and he didn’t think it was for him anyways. Instead he just left the toxic environment, offering to take Nolan with him. But by that point, he had the same attachment to his brother that he did to his father. He couldn’t be bothered to deal with the paperwork and he’d be out in four years anyways. He had already put up with them for fourteen years, it wouldn’t be that much more to deal with four. Besides, it was only his father now.
With his brother out of the house, Nolan’s father had no outlet for his anger and though he tried to close the distance with at least one of his sons, it wasn’t easy. Too much water under the bridge to just go back to acting like nothing happened. Nolan spent more time out of the house, hanging with what could only be considered the wrong crowd but it felt they were the only ones who really understood him. He was learning to fight on the streets, getting onto the wrong side of the law and of law enforcement. His father no longer tried after the first six months and instead turned back to his old friend: alcohol. Despite being sober for years, he fell off the horse one night and after that, many nights were spent at the bar. Nolan would come home to an empty house and sometimes get calls to pick his father up. It was when he was seventeen, only two days from his birthday, that Nolan came home to find the consequences of his father’s anger. In his home, the man lay lifeless, blood pooled around his head. Cause of death was said to be blunt force trauma to the head and the culprit: his youngest son. Already on the radar of the police, it only seemed natural for the teen to have lost his temper on his father and taken matters into his own hands. Voluntary manslaughter, and he was put away for eight years.
Prison wasn’t easy for the man that was easily angered given the fact that it hadn’t been his doing that put him away. He had no affection for the man that had been found dead in his home and yet when all was said and done, the man had been his father. To find that someone had killed him and that person was still at large tore him up. At first, his temper flared in the yard and he was often separated for days because of his aggression. With therapy and rehabilitation programs, his anger was redirected towards productive things, mostly just running and boxing as outlets to get all his pent up energy out. But both his brother and Nolan were his father’s sons, so their anger seemed to know no end. It was only when he was approached by one detective that his life really changed. At first he viewed the man with the same doubt and cynicism that he had towards the world. He was the only one that had been looking at his case and was convinced that he did not commit the crime. There wasn’t anything he could do for him in the moment but he could get Nolan out early, he claimed. Becoming an inside man, he was the prison snitch. Nolan had no attachment to the others inside with him but he also saw this as a way to determine who was truly guilty and who wasn’t. Perhaps there were others like him. He helped the detective apprehend some criminals on the other side with the information he provided from the inside. And the man followed through on his promise, getting him out on good behavior two years earlier than his sentence.
Twenty three and without even a high school diploma, Nolan was lost in the world that looked at criminals with fear and no compassion. He had no direction and it was then that he was given the guidance from the same detective that had brought him out of the system. For the first time in life he saw what it was like to have a mentor, to have a friend. His first step was getting a GED and then though with his past, he couldn’t go directly into the criminal justice field, there was another path for someone like him. With some training, he could still apprehend criminals and fugitives, functioning under the law but not requiring a badge. He trained as he was told to do, and attended community college to gain the skills and education necessary to become a bounty hunter, paid more than he ever thought he would be paid. A part of him still wondered if he would be able to figure out who was really behind his father’s death and perhaps that was among the reasons that he chose to pursue this profession. The hope that someday, he would be the one to get his father’s killer














