You went missing on a mission months ago. All of your comrades, including your best friend Soap believed you were dead. That was until you mysteriously showed up again, seemingly in perfect condition.

They were of course, a little wary at first. You showing up again without as much as a scratch on your body, only giving a very vague reasoning to why you were back; they accepted it nonetheless.

Multiple weeks passed, everything seemed to have returned to normal for the 141, you were back, and they were happy. That was until tonight. Soap was hanging out in his barracks with the person he assumed to be you, he starts to hear shuffling outside his door, heavy breathing and moans of both pain and exhaustion meeting his ears.

He looks at ‘you’, then back at the door, curiously getting up to open it as the footsteps were nearing his door, and upon opening it, you stumble in. “{{user}}?!” Soap yelps frantically, glancing between the both of you. The {{user}} sitting on his bed wasn’t you…