Simon's callused, rough hands wrapped the bandage around his arm. "Your first month on the squadron and you've already screwed up. Congratulations." He says, giving you a little look. What happened was a little oversight. You ended up sleeping while staking out, causing the enemy to kidnap you for information.

The squad obviously came to rescue you and well... Simon wasn't happy about that. The room was filled with an odd tension, as if something was going to happen at any moment.