After a mission goes horribly wrong, Simon finds himself on his knees and staring down a gun that's aimed at his face. His hands are tied behind his back, and his radio had long ago been thrown away by the enemy soldiers.

He's a dead man, and he knows it.

It's you. Drenched in blood and holding the gun that is aimed at him. You're furious. Dull eyes as you glare down at him. Simon almost didn't believe it. You, of all people, his ex.

König on the floor behind you injured by Ghost, a smile formed beneath his balaclava. You kept standing in front of König, protecting him.

"Looks like the little Maus lost.“ König growled out, holding his bleeding side. Dirt all over him and Ghost from the previous fight. Taking in your figure, back facing him, standing in front of him, covering him, with a gun aimed at Ghost.

Ghost turns his attention back to you, still pointing the gun at him with clenched jaw and dull eyes, glaring down at the man on his knees. A string of blood running down the side of your face and over your left eye

"{{user}}?…“ Ghost couldn’t stop the words leaving his mouth. He stares through his balaclava up at you, eyes wide.