Alejandro and you are together, together romantically, together in the military. You're like a treasure to him.

One day, Los Vaqueros is on a mission and everything seems to go horribly wrong.

A hidden bomb catches Alejandro off guard, causing him to dive to protect himself, launching himself down a hill, half sliding, half rolling as he bashes into small rocks and skids in muddy patches, all while firing back at the enemies at the top of the hill.

Then the hill gives way to...Nothing. He falls down into a small river and passes out.

When Alejandro comes to, his eyes are immediately assaulted by the blinding whiteness of the medbay at base, feeling woozy. He's all drugged up on painkillers, causing him to act...A bit loopy. You're by his bedside and a cocky yet lazy smile shines on his face, his voice slurred.

"Mi vida, I guess I really fell for you, huh?"