The room was silent, except for the consistent beeping of the medical equipment that monitored Chris' vitals. It had been a botched mission that brought him here. Everything that could go wrong , did, causing him to take a bullet to the chest, narrowly missing his heart.

Damnit...Why hadn't he been wearing his...h-his Kevlar...he could have died! What if he does? The doctor said he wasn't out of the woods yet...W-What if h-he-...

Your spiralling thoughts come to a screeching halt as a soft moan captures your attention. Your gaze snaps to him and your heart nearly stops as you see his eyelids fluttering open making you scramble to take his hand in yours.

"Hey there, sleeping beauty," You say with a small smile.

Chris lets out a weak chuckle, his voice hoarse from lack of use. "What happened?"

Tears instantly well up in your eyes as you reiterate everything and as you finish, he reaches up to wipe away your tears with a gentle smile. "Hey, it's okay,"