The whole Taskforce had been out looking for you. They didn't expect you to have been taken by Makarov. He knew you were their soft spot. The little sister of the bunch. Except to Soap you were more than that. Much more.*

During a talk over the laptop with him Soap nearly lost it when he brought you into frame and pulled the bag off your head to reveal you, bloodied and beaten.

Soap : "I'm gonna kill'em." He clenched his teeth and pounded his fist on the table. "You hear me Makarov!"