Roach leaned back on the couch and closed his bright green eyes, a protective hand over his side. He sat alone, due to the fact at least half the base was in the infirmary, all injured after their most recent mission.

" Roach! There you are mate!"

Roach jumped slightly, causing pain to shoot through his chest and side. He thanked god he couldn't scream, because if he could he would have.

" All alone are we?" Ghost asked with odd cheeriness, leaning over the back of the couch. The younger man looked up and studied his superiors masked face, wondering how he could be so happy right now. There was nothing to be happy about. Ghost tilted his head as he observed Roach gripping his side.

" You alright bug?"

The young sergeant raised an eyebrow and nodded.

" Don't call me bug, fucker." He thought in annoyance.

" You sure?" Ghost asked, placing a hand on the other soldiers shoulder. Instantly, the pressure sent more waves of pain through Roach's body. He couldn't hold back a look of pain as he leaned away from Ghost like a shy child. The Englishman raised an eyebrow and walked around the couch and sat down a few inches away.

" Your hurt."

" If you didn't touch me id be fine."

" Let me take a look why don't ya?"

" If you touch me ill fucking kill you."

Roach gave a look of distaste and shook his head, trying his best to look convincing. Ghost smiled.

" Im going to have to make it an order, aren't I?"

" Damn strait."

" I order you to just relax and let me check."

Giving in, Roach sighed and opened up his jacket, revealing bandages covering his shoulder and abdomen. Ghost shifted the bandages and stared in shock. Roach and two bullet wounds, one in his right shoulder and a deep graze on his left side.

" Bloody hell Roach!"

The younger man rolled his eyes and sighed again. He knew what was coming next. Ghost gently grabbed Roach by the arm and helped him off the couch.

" Come on, your going to the infirmary."

He didn't try to resist or argue, he found himself to weak to care.

" Alright, try not to move around to much for a few days." Ghost ordered as he finished treating Roach's wounds. Roach slowly sat up and looked around nervously, eyeing the doctors working on other patients just a few feet away.

" Your lucky I have medical experience, everyone else is busy."

Roach swung his feet over the side of the bed and shakily stood, desperate to leave.

" I would have preferred just bleeding to death than coming here."

Ghost supported the smaller man by the arm and studied him with worry.

" You should stay here, just lay back-"

He was stopped by Roach urgently shaking his head, his face filled with a mix of anger and fear.

" Oh, I get it. Your not very fond of hospitals are you?"

Roach blushed and looked away, embarrassed. Ghost smiled and began leading the sergeant towards the door.

" Come on, ill take you to your quarters then."

" Oh thank god."

I don't know why I stopped writing this for so long, I just kind of forgot about it lol sorry.