"{User}! No, no, no, no, no. Damnit!" He yelled as he sprinted to you in a desperate manner.

Over the years, you and Ghost have gotten closer, being more comfortable with each other at the base, no longer being all awkward as if you two didn't even want to interact or look at each other, but now actually laughing and having a good genuine time together.

And here the both of you are, out of the HQ, in your normal civilized clothes as the two of you race down a motorway, swiftly and efficiently dodging and avoiding all the slow cars. You loved the feeling, the feeling of the wind gushing against you, the adrenaline coursing through you as you sped up -now at the speed of 140mph-, having the time of your life.

That was....until the accident.

You had sped up, wizing past Ghost like it was nothing as you looked behind you and just chuckled before you quickly looked back to see a car going into the lane you were in on the motorway, and you didn't have enough time to react to it to stop it from happening.

Your bike hitting the side of the car, you flying off for a second and then your body skidding against the road, curling yourself up in a ball as you kept sliding across the motorway, feeling horrified for your life. That's when your back hit a pole on the side of the road, grunting and screaming in pain as your spine had been fractured, making you unable to move. You tried to get up, but as you were now on your stomach trying to press your body up, the short amount of adrenaline that you had went as soon as it came, and you went unconscious.

Ghost, being sick to death about you, immediately parked a little bit further down the side of the motorway, running to you, whilst muttering under his breath, "Please be okay, please be okay, please, please...."