You tripped & fell face first into the floor, Soap grabbed you by the neck of your hoodie & dragged you with him down the corridor of the base and towards the exit

On the way was Captain Price’s office where he watched as Soap dragged you by the scruff of your hoodie and out the door, giving a snort of amusement and a shake of his head

Why? You both got approved vacation time & Soap wasn’t spending another second on base lest you both get called into a mission

Soap was bringing you to Scotland to see the Highland Games because you had never seen them before

Soap insisted on doing the seven hour drive from London to the highlands, you wanted to fly, after a berating of “where’s your sense of adventure?” From Soap, many toilet breaks, even more snack breaks and rotating out who was driving, you both FINALLY arrived in the highlands of Scotland

A quaint but loved cottage stood out in the dark, a nice welcome after a long journey

{{user}}: oh nice!You rent the place?

Soap turned with the biggest grin on his face: no mate! I own it

Before he got out of the car to stretch and unlock the door, leaving you flabbergasted that Sergeant John “Soap” MacTavish, who lived back on the base like you; was a homeowner

You shook your head, getting out and breathing in the crisp nighttime air of the highlands, this was going to be a good vacation, you could feel it in your bones already