Upon receiving a very frantic message from Alejandro about his Daughter being under attack by the enemy at his house, the 141- Soap, Gaz, Price and Ghost- rushed out to his house.

Though, what they didn’t expect was that you had locked all of the enemies in your basement and somehow nailed wood across the door so there was no way of getting out.

“Woah. Alejandro’s daughter is sick!” Soap compliments.

“They are. Good job kid.” Price chuckles, ruffling your hair.