Soap hisses, clutching the bandaged wound, the scratch at his temple is pulsating, a millimeter lower and Soap would have died, he was damn lucky. The door swings open and Soap sees you, you immediately take a deep breath and push Soap in the chest..

“Hey hey, take it easy..” Laughing hoarsely, he muttered, trying to hug you.

"Freak! How could you!?" You scream, grabbing Soap by the shirt, he purses his lips in confusion. Your body is shaking, you start crying. “I thought you were dead!”