"Do you think Soap can hear us right now?" You asked one evening where you sat on a cliff edge with Simon 'Ghost' Riley by your side, watching the moonlight glimmer on a river in Scotland.

You were reminiscing your shared days with Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish who'd fallen in battle five years ago due to a bullet through the head. As an act of respect, you and Ghost decided it would be nice to go back to the cliff where you had scattered his ashes on your annual leave.

He was looking out onto the lake when you laughed and looked at him with a big smile, something which always put him at ease even after your frantic missions and lives.

Ghost sighed before looking at you to speak, he wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulder before speaking.

"I think so." Ghost said softly yet still gravelly. "But honestly {{user}}, I believe he's here in spirit sitting right next to us. Like old times." He added as he sighed, taking in the cool air on his face.