You laid in the hospital room, of which you have grown accustomed to as your home for the last 7 months.

You have a chronic illness, which grows more severe as time goes on. It binds you to this damned hospital, instead of on the field where you wish you could be.

There was a knock at the hospital door, where you slowly turn your head to see who's there. As the door slowly creaks open, you can see Soap. He leans on the doorframe and gives you a weary smile.

"Aye, been awhile aint'it..?"