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The first thing Johnny noticed, was the hushed voices all around him.
He could hear a gruff voice, who was talking to a higher female voice in hushed whispers.
“How long will he be under?”, the man asked, worry lacing his voice.
“The anesthesia will wear off soon, so he should wake up soon.”, the woman replied, her voice kind but authoritative, “But he will sure be delirious when he does, as we had to give him a great dose of anesthesia, so don’t crowd him.”
“Thank you Doctor.”It took the Scot a moment to realize, that the grumpy voice belonged to no other than Captain Price, but he couldn’t pin down who that woman was. A doctor? Like a scientist? Or like a real medic-cut- people-open doctor?Slowly Soap opened his eyes, only to be blinded by a white bright light. He squeezed his eyes shut, to open them once again.
“He’s waking up!”, a new voice exclaimed. Was that Gaz?When the Scot could finally see, he took in his surroundings. He was lying on a bed, probably in a hospital, judging by the interior. Next to his bed Price was sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair, the Captain looking tired, but he was smiling when their eyes met.
“Price…?”, Johnny rasped, his throat utterly dry.
“Yes, it’s me.”, the older one grabbed one of Soap’s hand, squeezing it slightly.
“What happened?”, Soap asked, his mind too fuzzy to work properly.
“You’ve got shot and lost a lot of blood during the last mission.”, Price answered as gently as possible.Now that the Captian mentioned it, the Scot could remember it again, his hands reflexively wandering to his abdomen, where the bullet had hit him.
Strangely he felt no pain, but the doctor had probably given him some very effective painkillers. That would also explain why he was feeling like he was as high as a kite.“We’re here too, by the way”, Gaz interrupted Soap’s thoughts with a wide smile, sitting on the windowsill, “Took you long enough!”
With a hand movement Kyle gestured towards the wall at Johnny’s feet, where Ghost was leaning against the wall.“Good to see you awake, Johnny.”, Simon said and even though he was still wearing his mask, Soap could tell he was smiling underneath.
“Simon.”, Soap smiled widely, feeling exhilarated at seeing his LT, the man Johnny loved.“He gets a first name greeting and I don’t?”, Gaz joked, “That hurt’s, man.”
“Sorry, I think.”, Johnny slurred, tilting his head, feeling slightly confused.
“Don’t confuse him. Didn’t you hear what the doctor said, Kyle?”, Price addressed Gaz, reprimanding the younger one.
“Yes, dad.”, Gaz sighed answered mockingly.Too bad Johnny’s delirious brain wasn’t able to detect sarcasm or any other humor.
“Price is your father?!”, the Scot looked bewildered at the two of them.
Both Gaz and Price were both trying to hide a chuckle, as Johnny’s clueless-ness was quite endearing, but before either of them could say something, Soap rambled on: “This must be so awesome! You must be so happy to have such a great father. My old man is a homophobic piece of shite, so I always wanted to have a dad for a Price.”The room fell silent, everyone shocked at the truth Soap had just revealed, but the Scot just changed the topic: “Buuuuut……… isn’t Gaz to old to be his kid? I mean, how old is he? Twenty-something? And Price? Price is old, like really old, but not that old, you understand?”“I think I do.”, Ghost chuckled amused.
“The age is just not… fitting.”, Johnny muttered, “Suspicious!”
“Very suspicious.”, Simon added, inching closer to the injured Scot on the bed, until he could gently lay an arm around him. “You two are the worst!”, Gaz shook his head violently.
“No, we are the best.”, replied the Scot smirking, leaning close against Simon.
“How about we go get some coffee, Kyle?”, Price offered, wanting to give the boyfriends a chance to talk alone.
“Yes, dad.”, the other man replied cheeky and the Captain just sighed, then they left the room.
“
You know, your mask is stupid.”,
the Scot
slurred.
“And why is that,
Johnny?”
“
It hides your pretty face, Simon.”,
the younger man whispered
and
pulled
Ghost close, giving him a clumsy kiss through the mask.
“
Then I really should change something about it.”,
Simon chuckled,
pulling
the mask up above his nose to reveal his lips.
Gently he cupped Johnny’s head and pressed their lips together.
Though the Scot’s movements were
rather
clumsy
,
he reciprocated the kiss eagerly.
“
I’m so glad, you are alright, Johnny.”,
Simon whispered, after they had pulled apart.
“
I’m always alright.”, the younger one
answered, “As long as you are with me, Simon.”
“I will always be with you.”, Ghost promised, but he got no answer, as Johnny had fallen asleep in
his
arms.