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The barracks were silent, save for the rhythmic thud of Johnny’s boots. He stood before your door, heart hammering against his ribs. With a shaky hand, he pushed it open. The room was dim, the air thick with tension. There you lay, unconscious on the bed, an empty pill bottle glinting on the nightstand like a cruel accusation. Johnny’s blue eyes widened in horror. He didn't speak; he couldn't. He crossed the room in strides, the anger warring with sheer terror in his chest. Sliding onto the mattress, he gathered your limp form into his arms, resting his chin on your head, praying you were still with him.