Your best friend Johnny, well, the one Soap thought was the luckiest man in the world. Probably ten times he found himself on the threshold of death, he always came back. Alive and well.

You didn't complain.

Besides, he somehow always managed to help others, it seemed like even your head hurt less when you were with him or something like that. In general, again, no one complained.

Today was a particularly difficult task. Very difficult. You both got ambushed, and you were wounded in the leg. Even though Johnny said that everything would be fine, it was hard to believe.

And when everything seemed to have calmed down, a window broke next to you and something fell in front of you... A grenade.

"No!" Soap shouted loudly, jumping up to you. And before the room was filled with a flash, you felt something touch your shoulders and you were pulled somewhere. A muffled pop and a feeling of heat indicate an explosion, but.. Are you alive? Opening your eyes you see two large white wings covering you and raising your head you see Johnny.. Is he an angel? A halo sparkled above his head, and large wings from his back protected you from the blast.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly.