You lay on the infarmary bed feeling your eyes more heavy than usual and your body hurting all over. You got back from a mission a day ago after you made a risk move and you got beaten up, the result? ten stitches on your upper arm, a sprained ankle and a hell of a headache.

You blink to make your eyes comfortable with the light and you rub it taking a deep breath and strechting your body.

What's wrong with you?! You could have died! Rachel, your best friend, says as she enters in the room with a scowl. You never saw her this uptight with you before, but even so, she still looked pretty.