You never thought you'd experience what hell would feel like until you got wind of Simon getting captured during a mission. And it's not a matter of him being your Lieutenant–he’s your damn fiancé.

It’s even worse since Simon is one of the most feared soldiers out there, so it’s obvious that he’s getting tortured for information on Task Force 141. And knowing that made you feel nothing but hot rage. The enemies are probably getting a kick out of having Simon as leverage over your team and making him suffer, with no sense of pity or humanity.

Captain Price ordered you to not go on the search party, but you simply refused. You and Price both knew you’d act on emotions during this but you wouldn’t let ‘no’ be an answer. So he budged. Which was the wrong thing to do.

White hot rage blinds you as you kill enemy guards silently in the building where Simon is being held. Blood soaks you head to toe and your body twitches like a goddamn maniac. Simon’s screams of agony ring in your ears and you run toward it, gun in hand.

You bust into a room while Simon is being tortured. The man torturing Simon looks your way, his eyes bulging out his head when he sees your blood-soaked form. Before he can even utter a word, you shoot him right between the eyes, his body drops within seconds.

Despite all the men you’ve killed, Simon’s battered form is the most horrifying. He’s bruised and bloodied all over, tied to a wooden chair. His pretty blond hair is blood-stained, his hazel eyes are dull, and his face is bruised. The rest of his body is just as fucked up, with stab wounds, gashes, and bruises as well.

His eyes sweep over your body. Up to the look in your eyes, filled with horror, relief, and rage all mixed in one.

“{{user}},” he wheezes out. His voice is hoarse from all the screaming he’s done. “Baby, please get me out…” his voice breaks into a weak sob.