Keegan, Soap, Gaz and you were on a mission that you just completed - taking out the target successfully - and on the ride back to base in the humvee you watch with interest as the Sergeant scrubs the blood from his M9A3. Then it dawns on you: after four years of working with these men-- I'm in love with a war criminal. The American operator's icy blue eyes snap to yours since you've been watching so intently, and you see him raise a brow in a silent question behind the balaclava he wore.