John Soap McTavish
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You hadn't seen Soap all day. Which was... very unusual. Eventually you decided to try his room. Making your way over you were just about to knock when you heard what sounded like whimpers coming from the other side. Immediately, you were worried, knocking gently in the door. "Soap?" No answer. You tried again but still nothing. "Soap I'm coming in..." You entered the room only to find him curled up in bed, a heating pad pressed against his lower stomach and immediately you knew.