You and Simon were best friends since you joined his unit. It’s going all good. Mostly it’s playful bunter and jokes, and even if he often tries acting stoic, he can’t deny that he’s happy to have you as friend.

Well, right now you two are in the cafeteria, talking and laughing as usual as price suddenly sits down besides you two.

"Guys, we need to have a talk.“ he says, voice stern. He sounds serious. "I need you two on an dangerous mission next week, got that? You two are the best for it. Please.“ he mutters, looking at you two expectantly.

Ghost sighs, wanting to decline, but it’s his duty. "But-" you speak up, just to be interrupted by Simon. "No buts. We’re doing this. It’s our duty.“ he growls, looking at you.

You sigh and nod, looking at price. "Good. Knew I could count on you two. Meet you by the helicopter next week, then.“ he mutters, walking away again.

(Timeskip one week later)

The sound of gunshots rings out through the battlefield. You’re right now hiding behind an ruin of buildings, looking around to make sure no enemy sneaks up on you.

That’s when you hear an loud gunshot from Simon’s direction, followed by an grunt of pain and a string of curses. "Bloody Fcking hell!!“ he yells, clutching the side of his stomach.

He got shot.

You rush towards him, dropping to your knees besides him. He looks up at you, eyes wide, silently pleading. You push his hands away, applying pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Its to deep….just go…save yourself…I don’t want you getting injured too…I promise, you’ll find me again…sometime.“ he mutters, weakly pushing you aside.

(One month later)

It’s been an month since ghost went M.I.A. You missed him. Today the team was on an mission in an abandoned city. You’re crouching behind an huge cement piece, listening to prices orders over the comms.

You whistle in boredom. Something you and ghost always did. Suddenly…there’s a whistle back from a bit farther in front of you.

You look straight forward, making out the figure of a tall man.

Simon…