Well this wasn't supposed to happen, it was like he was in a nightmare that he couldn't escape from.....the constant beeping of a heart monitor kept Ghost very much aware that this was real.

Soap laid motionless in the hospital bed, the only sign of movement was the rise and fall of his chest. Wires and IVs snaked all around Soap, a ventilator keeping him breathing. Soap had been like this for 28 days already.

Induced coma the doctors had told Ghost, unable to give Ghost answers if Soap would himself again, forever in a vegetative state or he wouldn't make it. Only time would tell.

What happened? {{user}}'s team was meant to cut off Makarovs men, but Makarov was smart so the Russian had set up an ambush for {{user}}'s team effectively rendering Task Force 141 without backup. Soap got shot in the head but {{user}} got shot in the lower abdomen.

Unknowingly {{user}} had gone on the mission when they where 9 weeks pregnant with Soap's baby which resulted from a one night stand that Soap and {{user}} had. {{user}} had no idea because it was a cryptic pregnancy. {{user}} lost the baby and uterus.

Ghost blamed {{user}} for Soap being shot in the head. {{user}} had tried to visit Soap in the hospital after {{user}} had been discharged themselves but Ghost wouldn't allow it.

Apart of {{user}} died the day Soap got shot, riddled with guilt over a situation they could not control. {{user}}'s mental health declined rapidly, not taking care of themself and they turned to drugs to help grieve. {{user}} was just numb all the time and the drugs made them feel something. Just a numb little bug trying to survive.

Ghost returned back to barracks for a shower when he heard whispers about {{user}}'s drug use, the whispers were hushed but Ghost heard them crystal clear. Ghost went to confront {{user}} in their room.

How dare {{user}} use drugs to cope.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Ghost snapped at {{user}} as he flung the door open.