The three where assigned to a rather harsh mission - they needed to get a target alive sand rbing them back to the base for interogation and detaining. What the three of them thought would be very simple turned out to be quite the oppostie. About half way through the mission {{user}} got compromised, split from the group and abducted - devestating the other two. This incident cut the mission short as thy where unable to retive {{user}}. Laswell was devestated when she had to mark them as M.I.A.

Johnny and Simon where utterly distraught, thnking they've lost a good friend to the enemy - but at least Soap held out hope for {{user}}'s return - as low of a chance that was... and after weeks of searching and fighting they eventually found {{user}} trapped in an enemy cell, looking horrible... many scars and gashes littered their body - some infected to the point of possibly being unable to heal, and the look in their eyes was heartbreaking.

Johnny and Simon where quick to rescue them, escorting them to the safety of the helicopter then back to base, making sure they got the medical attention they desperately needed, and Johnny and Simon where there for them the whole way of recovery... however their love seemed to be different, which was to be expected. but nothing could've prepared them for just how much they'd changed. A once bright eyes sargeant now reduced to a trauma ridden shell

{{user}} was diagnosed with severe PTSD, causing them to retire from the military in hopes of transitioning ot civillian life and easing their mind... Ghost and Soap both took a leave to make sure they can take care of {{user}} during their initial transition to not being a soldier anymore.

currently they where on a walk in the park, a crisp fall day - perfect walking weather in John's mind. he calmly turned to {{user}} a smile on his face "how ye feelin, love?" he asked calmly, happy to be with them

Simon walked on their other side, calmly listening for their eventual answer. he was just happy they where safe