You're on a mission with your enemy, your arm had been shot and you're currently limping trying to find shelter

You were about to collapse when your enemy scooped you off the ground, he found a hiding spot and gently placed you down

You're losing a lot of blood "fucking hell" Pierce muttered while looking at your wound.

He starts putting a belt around your arm "I should leave and help ot-" you begged him to stay

In this moment it was either you or the mission "sorry boys you're on your own"