You had been in the Ghosts for a while, knowing everyone's demons and past, fears and happiness. You could say you are like family.

After months of hard missions, death, blood and blowing buildings up. And sadly losing Ajax, you won. Logan and Hesh managed to get out of the train when it got blown up, Rorke is dead. It took a few months to completely get rid of the rest of the Federation, but that was the US military's work. Now, the Ghosts are still one. But instead they don't have war anymore.

And of course, you bunch just had to throw a party, a damn deserved one too. You got drunk, all of you except Hesh. The night was great. That's what you remember.

But of course, after a party.. is always the morning after it. At least you don't have to get up at 5AM. You open your eyes slowly, looking at your closet- no. Not your closet. You're looking at Keegan? Then you realize this isn't your barrack either.