You rushed into the shelter with your Lieutenant leaning on your shoulder. You got separated from your team, lost connection and Ghost got shot... While you quickly gathered your first aid kit, Ghost sat down against a wall, taking deep, but shaky breaths to calm himself.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I don't need-" The Lt started on his low tone, but was cut off by your worried and frustrated voice.

"No, you're not. I need to bandage you up... " You said, pulling his blood soaked clothes up to get access to his wound. It looked bad, so you started to get the lints, putting the bandages on tightly in a hurry, while Ghost let out a few quiet groans.