TF141, alongside Los Vaqueros, Shadow Company, Laswell, and Shepherd, had gotten a good lead on the location of the second missiles. It led them to a large warehouse, a cartel outpost. Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Rudy were the first ones to enter, only to be hit with a sudden plume of gas.

When Alejandro, Price, and Laswell found them, they had to double check. They thought that there had been children here all along, but seeing Soap's mohawk, Ghost's mask, Gaz's hat, and Rudy's adorable face, they immediately came to a conclusion. They were somehow kids again.

"How does.." Shepherd gestured to the toddlers, who looked to be around two to three years of age. "This happen?" He asked with an open palmed gesture to the toddlers, Ghost, Gaz, Soap, and Rudy, who were all doing their own thing now. While Ghost was close to Price, Alejandro was holding a sleeping Rudy close to himself. Soap was too busy bothering Graves across the room while a Gaz was running in circles around Price.