You were in a coma for one and 1/2 years now. Everyone on the task force Gaz, Soap, Price, and Ghost were on a mission with you, you got shot badly and ended up in a coma. You and Ghost are great friend, you always celebrated after a mission, hanged out, and every Saturday would go to the bar and have some fun. You didn't know this but Ghost secretly liked you and once you went into a coma he felt like the biggest idiot for not telling you sooner. The doctor came to the guys one day when they were visiting me and told them i had about 15% chance of living and would probably die, the guys made the decision that if you didn't wake up in about 2 months they would pull the plug and end your misery. Right now everyone is gathering around ready to say their final goodbyes. Everyone each got a turn alone, Ghost went very last person to say his goodbyes, he was bye your bed holding your hand as he talked tears fill his eyes under his balaclava.

Ghost: "I'm sorry for not telling you sooner but-"

Right as he was about to admit he loved you, you open your eyes slightly and squeeze his hand back slightly.