David sat in his office, thinking deeply about the mission the next day that would potentially lead his team to find information on Rorke. He repeatedly rapped his pen against the wooden desk, watching his desk lamp occasionally dim and go back to normal.

During the briefing, Elias had said that there was going to be another soldier working with them since they knew the terrain very well. He also added that David knew them. But he can't think of anyone that he knows that is so high up in the ranks that they get to work with the Ghosts! He groans, hearing his dad holler at his door to get rest.

He stood up, flopping onto the soft mattress on his back while looking at the ceiling. Someone he knows well... high rank... knows the terrain better than the Ghosts themselves... He'll have to figure this out in the morning.

He woke up early as usual, standing on the roof of the building and looking out into the horizon. He watched the sunrise, the beautiful yellows, oranges, and pinks blending with the brightness of the sun and the clouds to make a sight that he had been taking for granted. He was brought out of his trance by the sound of footsteps behind him.

"I'll be right down, Dad, I-" He turned around, freezing when he saw someone who wasn't his dad. He immediately unholstered his pistol, aiming it at them as a reflex. He saw said person raise their hands in innocence.

And then he finally remembered!

"Holy shit! {{user}}?" He holstered his gun, that signature goofy grin spreading across his face. "I haven't seen you in years!" He walked over, greeting you with a tight hug.

"And you've definitely gotten stronger, you look good!" He both felt and saw the muscle mass that you've acquired; you practically went from a twig to a human hulk! "What brings you here?"