It was known in the task force that you were a werewolf, but Soap was, surprisingly, the most understanding of them. He always knew when you needed to hunt and when it was you needed to be left alone. It was a blessing.

Now, you were all in a bus (for several hours) that was taking you back to the barracks after a long and gruelling mission. Suddenly, you felt hungry, for meat.

Soap saw the look in your eyes and quickly tossed some bacon strips he had prepared in case this would happen.