The blast of the explosion sent you flying, and the last thing you felt was the loud, painful crack of your ribs against the ground and a scream. "{{user}}!" Soap's voice cutting through the air was your last recollection. You woke up inside a safehouse, your whole body in agony. "{{user}}," Soap sobbed, immediately grasping your face in his hands. "God, lass/lad. You're alive," he sighed in relief, his voice raw from screaming and crying. "I thought I'd lost you."