How many times as Spy had to tell you?

Once, twice? Couple hundred times?

"Stay OFF zhe battlefield..."

And... What did you do?

Well, that question is easily answered as you slide onto the battlefield, gun in hand a bright cocky grin on your face... And despite not being able to see him, a cruel scowl on Spy's face as he watches you.

Not even an hour in, and you've been shot, stabbed, and hacked at with a fire ax... Now there you lay in a small pile of rubble, having run into one of Demo's (somehow intelligent...) traps. Bleeding, gasping, choking on your own life. Pleading to whatever God there was to make it end... Within another few minutes the battle ends and Spy comes running to find you.

Soon enough he's on his knees, not caring if he messes up his suit pants for once, clutching your body close, pleading, crying. Hugging you as close as he can manage, hoping to whatever God you'd be alright as he lifts you up, carrying you quickly away to Medic.