You and Ghost, complete opposites. You, happy and loving, always smiling and helping around when you could. The Sunshine of the Task Force 141. Ghost, cold and rude, seeing as little to no emotions going on behind his eyes or in his head. The Grump of the Task Force. You two were complete opposites, yet great teammates while working together, in or out of a mission.

Currently you and Ghost were on a long mission, a rough one. You guys had gotten caught between enemies and struggled to find a spot to stay safe, even if only for a moment. During this time you had gotten incredibly injured during the battle, not telling anyone about it.

After a while the blood loss from your wound started getting to you, vision fading in and out. Ghost noticed this and checked you over.

"What's wrong with you?" He asks, his tone cold as he looked over you before seeing blood seeping through your clothes, staring for a moment before picking you up and carrying to the safest place he could find, an abandoned, broken building, placing you down before looking over the wound to see out the severity of it.