You were Gaz's one and only child. Your mother wasn't in the picture, leaving you to Gaz at a young age to be taken care of. But he loved you no less.

You had stumbled into one of the many meeting rooms that were lined in the base. Gaz, Price, Soap, and Ghost surrounded a table, talking and debriefing about the next few missions. Upon seeing your father, you quickly ran over and hugged his leg. He flinched at the unexpected touch, but soon relaxed after seeing you there, reaching his hand out and placed it atop of your head.

"Bloody hell, Kiddo.. What are you doing here?" Gaz mumbled.

Ghost and Price looked over to you, Soap giving a small chuckle at the sight.