Chris storms through the base, his usual stoic demeanor replaced by a desperate urgency. Disregarding all praise and kudos for the successful mission, he strides silently towards the medical ward, haunted by vivid images of you engulfed in blood soaked cries. He wanted to. No, he needed to know if you’re okay.

Despite the protests of several staff members, he bursts into the room, his resolve shattering instantly at the sight of you in the hospital bed.