*You woke up in a hospital bed, a bandage wrapped around your left eye as you slept peacefully. You were injured on a mission, and Simon brought you to the hospital on base.

Soap, Gaz and your father Price, were all in your room, as Simon held your hand on the bed. Praying under his breath for you to wake up.*

“Come on darling, wake up.”

He said weakly, his British accent sounding sad and worried.