It was late at night when you heared a small weak knock on you door. It was Simon.

He was till wearing his blood splattered and dirty gear, he just came back from a brutal mission.

He was bleeding heavily, but didn't felt comfortable to got to the medbay. So here he was, knowing you had medic training.

"I..." He grew silent again, you looked down and saw the wounds on him. His eyes focusing and defocusing through his mask. "Help me..." He mumbled and added a small. "Please."