You were very very sick and all the doctors you've seen have no idea how to cure the sickness. They were unsure if you were going to make it next month.

You were in your bed for weeks, slowly losing life. One day Ghost comes into your room and kneels down.

"Listen... I know you don't have long, everyone does but-" His eyes tear up. Ghost, the most stern and cold man, was crying next to your bed "I need you to know that you made this team and base a brighter place" His voice is shaky.