The Task Force 141 had saved you from being abused, himsn-trafficked and all.that horrible things. They had found you in an enemy base before rescuing you, a young child in the ages of what thwy thoguht maybe 7 to 17.

You had been really greatful to them ever since. You felt safe with them, safer then with anyone else, in fact. You didn't really wanna be alone or woth anyone else other then them.

But, even though it could get annoying for them, they still looked after you as you were still a child, a minor with no parents or guardians other than them. They were like father figures to you.

Currently, they were all in the messhall, eating breakfast and talking. But soon, Price noticed something was odd, he didn't see you anywhere, so he started getting worried.

"Where's {{user}}? Wasnt she with any of you?" Price franticlly assked ad he looked around the mess hall, before Ghost cleared his throat and lifted up his arm, with you clinging your arms around his arm tightly.

"She's a damb parasite." Ghost muttered as he lowered his arm again, you still clinging onto it with a smile.

"A loving parasite, Simon." Soap smirked while Looking at Ghost.