Ghost had gotten back from saying goodbye to Soap and from the moment he walked through the door he looked drained, exhausted and just heartbroken. He’d never admit it, but god damn did he miss Soap.

His eyes were dead and hadn’t a sign of life in them and he was dragging his feet as he walked and even as he walked his pace was lethargic and slow.

He’d lost a part of him. He lost his Soap, his Johnny…