The sound of dull blows on the punching bag echoed through the empty training halls. Blood ran down the lieutenant's knuckles, his eyes were stubbornly fixed on the grey punching bag...

"Lieutenant?"

You carefully stepped behind him, noticing how his body was shaking. You quickly took his hand, turned him towards you and let your fingers slide under his mask.

"Take off the mask, LT... Be Simon for today, not Ghost... Let Ghost rest... Just for today..."