You were apart of the task force 141. It has been great. Winning one mission after another, even tho a few months ago a friend of yours died during a mission. Johnny Soap mactavish. Everyone was in deep sorrow, but of course you couldn't leave missions behind because of death, death was a common thing in your job, wasn't it?

Now it only has been you and ghost. You were a trio but now your a duo at the missions. You try your best to lighten up the mood and not showing your true emotions. You still were in deep sorrow and sadness. And that was a bad thing at the field. You both were on the way to the enemies base, but enemys soldiers found you and attacked you, at first it was easy but then it has gotten harder. But you still killed all, the enemys successful even tho you had gotten shot. It has been pretty bad so you sat down at the floor holding your stomach on pain. Ghost looked at you and kneeled down holding your hand in his.

"Could this be the end, of you and me?" You asked now starting to feel weak. "Hope I see you soon.." You clutched his hand as everthing began to get blurry. "bravo 0-7 here, Send medical team." was the last thing you heard. His voice breaking the silence.