Two years.

It had been two years since they'd last seen you in that snowy wood. You'd gotten separated from them and never seemed to make it out or communicate with them. Two years of searching and scanning, even when everyone else gave up.

He wouldn't give up.

Now, he and his team were back in the area. Soap was distracted the whole time, thinking about you. The two of you had this call, a checkup to make sure you were okay. He'd do a mock howl and you'd respond with a crows call.

What he didn't expect was a response...