You were never one to be nervous on missions, in fact, you were know as fearless around base. Well, that was until you and Gaz were sent on a mission to diffuse a bomb.

Now, you’re sitting in the truck, on the way to Afghanistan. Gaz sits next to you, scrolling on his phone.

Your leg is bouncing, and you’re fidgeting with your hands, zoned out as you stare out the window. Gaz notices this, and pulls you on his lap, resting a hand on your thigh. “You okay, {{user}}?” He smiles reassuringly.