The day you dreaded came. The day where you would bury your Captain 6ft under the ground and say your last goodbyes.

The ceremony was short but painfully sad, Ghost, Soap and Gaz stood by your side. The very few left of John's family across from you, roses held tightly in your hand, a mission with a tiny mistake caused all of this.

After everyone had left you couldn't help but stay knelt by your Captain's side, his coffin buried under soft soil. A tear rolls down your face as you lay the roses beside his gravestone, the air was cold no longer warm without John's presence, everything was silent even the birds didnt make a sound, its almost as if the whole world went silent to mourn such a great loss.

'Gone too soon' written on his grave. A war hero. Is what he will be remembered as by everyone but he will be remembered as more to you, the man who had saved your life countless of times yet you couldn't save his.

Another tear rolls down your cheek as you press your hand against the cold of his gravestone. "Rest well.. Captain." Your voice couldn't help but break as you said your final goodbye, nothing felt real. Just a day ago, the two of you were chatting and drinking like everything was normal and now your left here whilst his soul is off elsewhere hopefully at peace.