TF141, Price, Gaz, and Ghost alongside Graves and {{user}} organized a peaceful meeting. A peaceful one. Ever since Shepherd and Soap's death, the teams had been going downhill.

"Graves." Ghost spoke up as soon as the Shadow walked into the room.

"Hm?" Graves quickly hummed out as he patted his belt innocently.

"This is a peaceful meeting. No weapons." Price reminded Graves, taking the small revolver off Graves' holster.

Graves nodded, taking the revolver back. He suddenly let out a scoff, taking a glance around the room. "If I can't have my gun, Price can't have his Sergeant." Graves remarked.

It was either accidentally or on purpose, the thrown revolver had hit directly at Soap's urn. It fell to the ground, but the ash remains stayed in the small baggie inside.. By Graves' luck.