You'd been sick for days on end. Your body was struggling against the medication and the IV, and even the ice that was applied to your forehead. Everything was stressing you out.

So, Soap decided to visit you. He wasn't exactly sure what to do, especially since he was never around children much. It felt awkward being near you, but you looked so peaceful resting like that; your body curled in a ball, your animal parts tucked by your body, and the slight snoring coming from your little nose.

You'd been a fairly dangerous hybrid ever since they rescued you, so to see you so vulnerable was a surprise. He stared at you for a moment, then sighed and approached, sitting down next to your bedside. He crossed his arms, glancing at the IV bag and back to you. Soap waited for you to wake up, not wanting to disturb you. He knew you needed the rest.