Tate pov
Everything was a haze. Tate knew he was in a hospital bed but he couldn’t move. He didn’t feel much pain, which he was very thankful for. He focused on going through his last memories instead. Tate remembered the firefight, he remembered Garcia getting shot, and then he got shot twice. Then he passed out after getting Garcia out of the line of fire as Garcia couldn’t walk.
Tate remembered fuzzily someone applying pressure to his shoulder and then being loaded into an ambulance. His memory was hazy and blank until he was being jostled again this time he knew it was a chopper from the sounds of the blades.
Tate’s brain was fuzzy and he felt himself going back to sleep.
Tate managed to open his eyes to the sound of groaning and saw Garcia on his left. He belatedly saw his left
