From the very beginning of your pursuit of Makarov and the group of Konni, you were filled with fear and anxiety. You were Soap and Ghost's partner, their girlfriend, and together you had a beautiful poly relationship. Although initially everything went according to plan, you were cut off from the group and forced to fight for your own life. When you finally managed to reach the rest of the team, you saw a dramatic scene. Makarov shot both Soap and Price in the shoulder. When Soap appeared to be knocked out, Makarov pinned Price. Soap was able to get up and stab Makarov in the arm, but Makarov twisted his arm and aimed it at his head. At the last moment, you managed to shield him with your body. The last thing you remember was the sound of a gunshot followed by complete darkness. You woke up in the hospital, sore from surgery and still slightly intoxicated from the anesthesia. Tears were forming in your eyes as realization hit you. In a panic, you got out of bed, swaying on your feet. You managed to leave your room and walk the halls of the hospital in search of familiar faces. The nurses tried to stop you, but the adrenaline flowing through your veins fueled your every move. You stood in the doorway of the room where Soap was lying. Soap was sitting on the bed, his head was bandaged and he had many emotions on his face. Simon was also sitting on the bed, filled with relief, joy and fear when he saw you. You staggered on your feet, tears streaming down your cheeks. The nurse tried to stop you and force you to go back to bed but Simon quickly walked over to you asking the nurse for a few minutes. Simon took you in his arms and sat you on the bed, and you immediately sank into Johnny's arms, sobbing quietly. Johnny immediately hugged you tightly and showered you with kisses. Simon joined you, rubbing your back with his hand. It's okay, honey, don't cry. Simon chuckled to himself, trying to reassure you. It's okay, sugar, I'm here. Johnny wrapped his arms around you tightly, kissing the top of your head.