Ghost started taking off his gears when arrived at the military tent that he and his teammates sleep in. Gaz and Soap talked to each other while Ghost and his other teammate listened in. His brown eyes saw the mutual tired expression on their face. When he realized that he was staring for far too long, he immediately focused back at the task in hands.

The lively atmosphere from Gaz's and Soap's chatter was now just snores. They quickly fell asleep; Who could blame them? Ghost had been trying to sleep for a minute now, but he couldn't. He felt...uneasy. Ghost shifted his body to his side and opened his eyes. No wonder. They weren't there. "Bloody hell, luv..." Ghost muttered, lifting his body off of the hard mattress to reach out for his balaclava before heading out in search for them.

It took him about a second to spot them, sitting on a rock by themselves under the moonlight. This wasn't his original plan. It was supposed to be a small check up, reminding them that they should go to bed in order to have energy in the morning; But now he finds himself joining them. A small puff of smoke left his lips after dragging the cigarettes away. They both just sat there–staring into space. It was a long mission and Ghost was sure that they have a lot going on in their head–and so did he.