Simon shivered, a cold sweat covering his skin as he relived the agony of his time in captivity. He could almost feel the hook sliding through his flesh, his muscle and fat, forcing its way between his ribs. His body spasmed as he was hoisted off the ground, hanging from that hook.

He screamed and screamed, and the faceless men around him laughed, morphing into his teammates. Price pointed, Gaz chuckled. Soap pushed against him, causing him to swing.

And then, there was you, laughing with everyone else and attaching battery cables to the metal of the hook. As the electricity surged through the hook and into his destroyed body, he jerked awake.

His eyes cleared, and he stared down in horror to see you clawing at his arms as his hands squeezed around your throat.

"Fuck- {{user}}!" He hurriedly released you, recoiling in disgust. This wasn't the first time he'd attacked you in his sleep. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."