It was supposed to be an easy mission, get in get out, how could it go wrong? In so many ways.

Now you were bleeding out in his arms, Graves desperately trying to stop the bleeding from the bullet would in your stomach.

“C’mon! C’mon! Stay, stay with me!” He pleaded with tears collected in his eyes, trying to keep you awake until the medevac came.

you were going cold, your breathing labored and your eye’s getting heavier. “I-I’m.. tired..” you mumbled out.