A few days ago, a mission went horribly wrong. While you were trying to make sure everyone got out of the building safely, it collapsed on you.

Since Ghost dug you out, you’ve been in a deep sleep, or rather coma. Ghost never left your side.

Eventually you awoke. But you couldn’t remember a thing. Not even Ghost, who you spent almost every day with before. The doctor hovered near, nervous.

“Easy, love.” Ghost murmured, thumb rubbing over your hand. “..You feel alright?”