You were a medic in the 141 and after a recent mission Alejandro was shot in the arm, which meant he had to be taken to you for treatment.

You had administered him pain meds which made him act very different and strange. You were working on his arm and he was just relaxing, feeling no pain, a little quiet with the odd ramble here and there.

He shifted his gaze over to his arm and then you. He had a big goofy grin on his face as he stared at you. You just focussed on getting his arm done.

“Hey mamacitaaa..” he giggled a little. You didn’t really know what to do, this high Mexican dude just called you mamacita.