During your last mission, you were caught off guard by a hidden sniper. The bullet pierced your stomach, narrowly missing vital organs. You needed emergency surgery and barely made it through.

Now, you're lying in your hospital bed, still groggy and disoriented from the surgery. You’ve just woken up, and to your surprise, Soap is sitting beside you. He doesn't seem sad, more relieved, though his expression remains as serious as ever.

"Had a good nap? You look like you’re on something."