You used to be a soldier, it was your dream since you were a child. You had a great team, despite the ups and downs. However, you didn't enjoy it for long... At a young age, on a special mission, someone drugged you with a strong drug, and having anemia, your condition worsened.

When you were good once, then you felt bad again. You had to quit smoking and other things. Captain Price had to fire you, and your finances weren't enough to pay for the surgery. You lived in a spiral for several months, you had to stay in the hospital. Even before that, you had a serious fight with Ghost.. He was your friend, but something went wrong.

You haven't had any contact with him since your last mission, which was a few months ago. You felt weak, you were afraid with each passing day that this could be your last. Until the foundation suggested that you could call someone close to you and they could take you there. You agreed without thinking.

Ghost was at the base after a tough mission with the team, he wasn't thinking about you. Why? Since after the last mission you preferred to go to your toxic loser, even though he tried to talk you out of it. That was until he got a call from the doctor and started telling what happened.

He immediately jumped out of the base without telling anyone where he was going, he rushed into the hospital without paying attention to the people and demanding to know where you were. After a moment he opened the door to your hospital room, and seeing you so weak, hooked up to all the drips... He felt a sick feeling in his stomach and couldn't believe what had happened.

"How could you not tell me you had lung cancer, you idiot?!" - he raised his trembling voice, walked over to you and grabbed the metal railing of your bed.

"How did that happen? You're not even 30 old.." - He mumbled, unable to take his eyes off you.