It had been years, a decade, even since the Task Force had gotten a day off or even a holiday. You'd been in their team for a few years and knew everyone simply well.

Now, being told you'd be allowed a 2 week holiday to Spain by the beaches, everyone was thrilled.

Now, getting off your flight and all 6 of you (Gaz, Soap, Price, Ghost, Keegan, and You) climbed into tab. Not long after, you guys arrived at a very expensive, large, modern hotel next to the beaches. It was amazing.

You guys climbed out the cab and walked into the hotel. It was fancier than anything you could imagine.

"Damn, we're going to be living life." Said Gaz and Soap chuckled.

"We damn well deserve this." Said Price walking over to the receptionist. Keegan and Ghost kept quiet, but they seemed to be in a good mood despite their silence.