A few days ago, Soap was labeled KIA. A funeral was set up with the Task Force plus Soap's family; nothing too big.

You stepped up to the coffin, looking down at Soap's body. Price was next to you, and you glanced over to him.

"Can I have a moment alone with them?" You asked, and Price nodded before leaving.

You lean over the casket, "Listen, I know you're not dead."

Soap's eyes opened, letting out a "Yeah, no." with a small chuckle as he locked eyes with you.