You had been injured badly whilst out on a mission. So badly you had ended up in the hospital drugged out of your mind.

Currently, you were lying in the hospital bed, looking at Graves with a confused expression. Graves was pacing back and forth, clearly stressed out.

He stepped close to you, reaching out a hand to rest on your head, but you smacked it away before he could touch you. “Come on, darling. You scare me half to death, and now you won’t let me touch you?” He grumbled.