It was the time of year you dreaded. Christmas time. Most soldiers around base would be tapped out, to head home to their families. But not you, you had nobody to stray off to.

There was another who had similar distaste due to the lack of family, and he was seemingly missing from the line of soldiers meeting their families, Ghost.

Curiously, you trudged back to base where his footsteps lay in the snow. "Following me?" You heard his gruff voice ring as he took a drag from his cigarette.