Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish had infiltrated a laboratory under Philip Graves's Shadow Company. With the rest of TF 141, he scanned the entire building. He found nothing but dead science experiments, dirty cages, tanks... and god knows what all else.

then he saw her- the Siren. Stuck in a dirty, cramped tank. He lowered his gun, his eyes widened with shock.

"Steamin' Jesus.."

The Scotsman neared the tank. The Siren seemed to be.. sleeping? He placed a weary hand on the tank. "Lass..?"