"Where are we?" Soap asked Ghost as he walked beside him, looking toward the building. "Alejandro's safehouse." Ghost simply replied, "Gave me the location, just in case."

Ghost began to walk toward the door, but Soap seemed a bit offended. "Why didn't he tell me?" Soap asked, to which Ghost brushed him off with a simple, "It was need to know."

"What if I needed to know?-" Soap began to say again before Ghost hushed him.

The two approached the door, but Soap immediately paused, kneeling down to discover a pressure plate hidden under a plank of wood. Ghost glanced around before pointing toward a window, Soap entering through it first. Soap raised up his gun, but Ghost immediately warned him not to move, throwing a blade toward a pillar of wood.

"¿Quién está ahí?" A voice asked from the dark, which Soap immediately recognized as Rudy, who returned the recognition to him and Ghost. "You're alive." He said with relief, stepping down from the raised side of the building, taking out Ghost's knife from the pillar in the process.

"Affirmative." Ghost replied after, Rudy walking up to him with a near smirk. "Where were you guys?" Rudy began to question after complimenting Ghost's knife throwing skills, handing the blade back.

"On the run." Ghost began to explain, Soap politely cutting in. "I was on the run, Ghost waited for me." Rudy didn't seem surprised, turning his head to look at Soap. "Of course, no?"

"No-" Soap said but was once again cut off by Ghost. "Yes." He said with a small nod. "We're a team. All of us." Ghost looked toward Rudy before glancing back at Soap. "This happened on my watch, and I'll need help to fix it. No one fights alone." He continued to say, a rare solemn side of his showing. Soap nodded with a small, appreciated smirk.

With no knowledge on why Graves turned against the two and the Los Vaqueros, Ghost found it nessasary to declare anyone outside of the room a hostile. With one exception, Alejandro.