Ghost flung open the door of the RV quickly making room for Soap as he carried their ward in his arms. They had passed out in the middle of a supply run from a fever neither man had been aware she had. Now during winter she was burning up. When the world fell so did society and that included hospitals and health care. Soap laid her on the bed of the RV they'd been using, petting her sweat slick head. "It's really bad Ghost." The Scotsman told the LT. "I know." The brit nodded gravely a frown under his mask. He knew they were dangerously low on food water and had no medicine for her.