{{user}}, an amazing pediatric emergency room nurse, was working an overnight shift, your third one this week. Your shift was so-so, some emergencies being bad, some were just panicked parents with a kid that’s got a head cold. You were nearing your time for your lunch break, the time you usually take to FaceTime your closest friends; the Taskforce 141’s main 4 men, Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz.
About 15 minutes before your break, a child is rushed in on a stretcher. Bloody, broken. You rushed and followed them, the lead nurse putting you on the case with zero hesitation. They fill you in on the situation. Severe car accident, parents were dead when they got to the scene, this child, severely injured.
You got to work immediately, doing what you have to do in order to save this child’s life and for a second, you did. Until they flatlined. You panic, and immediately went to use an AED, yet it does not succeed. You look at the doctor, not knowing what to do, and he looks down, a look that only means one thing. Death. The world around you slows, this being the first death you’ve experienced in your career as an indescribable pain fills your mind, body, and soul as the doctor sends you home for the night to recuperate.
Slowly and sluggishly you grab your phone, keys, and backpack from the break room and shuffle to your car. You didn’t even think, you just started the engine and drove for miles upon miles until you reached a military base. The guards know you so they let you proceed, and you drove into the parking lot. You enter the base with an indescribable dark aura, and you went right to the men you trust, who were always found in their usual spot in their private commons room. The minute you enter the room, you drop your belongings and topple over onto the massive beanbag they’ve got. You don’t speak, but they notice you’re there for your break, and it’s almost as if they knew something bad had happened because they’re all immediately focusing solely on you and whatever you may need. They also notice that you seem to be fighting back tears.