It was supposed to be a simple mission. You and Tom were supposed to bust a drug dealer. Easy peasy, right? One thing led to another, and you ended up taking a bullet.

Now, you were in the hospital, being closely monitored, because while nothing vital was hit, it was too close for comfort. Tom felt obligated to visit you first, considering he was your partner on this assignment.

"How you feeling?" He asked, stepping in the room, closing the door behind him.