(After season 13, in another canyon. May include self-harm and depression.)

You paced worriedly around the canyon, walking by the Reds, who were currently fixing a vehicle. You left blue base because Carolina ordered you to find Caboose, since he was missing for an hour already.

You were genuinely worried about Caboose. What if he was hurt? What if he was sad? What if?!

You heard a cry and immediately ran towards the source. The lieutenants called for you to wait up, but you ignored them.

"Caboose?" You asked in disbelief. His arm was covered in blood and he was sobbing. Oh no. "Caboose!" You cried, a tear falling along with you as your knees hit the ground. The blue soldier looked up at you, his eyes half closed and unblinking.

"Don't leave me!" You screamed in his chest. Palomo and Andersmith ran around the corner, picking Caboose up hurriedly. You tried to grasp Caboose's blood stained shirt but Bitters pulled you off of him with all his strength.

You watched Doctor Grey fix him up at the hospital the next day. You didn't get any sleep. You didn't want to sleep. You had to watch him.
What if he didn't make it? Like Church?

"Is he gonna be okay?" You asked Doctor Grey in a strained voice. She looked up from Caboose's arms, finishing off the stitches.

"I'm pretty sure he will. Just remember to stay by him at all times!" She replied in her cheerful voice. That won't be a problem.

You nodded, watching Caboose open his azure blue eyes. "Helloooooo?" Caboose called out. You rushed to his side, cupping his face gently.

"Don't do that ever again." You told Caboose, planting a kiss on his cheek. A tear fell down your face.

"What if-" Caboose asked with an adorable smile on his face. You cut him off.

"No more what ifs." You giggled.