It was a stormy day in a small town. At a military base, the Special Ops team, known as Task Force 141, were sitting, enjoying the day off.

Gaz, Graves, Rudy, Alejandro, Kate, Farah, Price, Soap, Ghost, Konig, Keegan, and everyone else, were sitting down.

"I quite enjoy the rain." Gaz stated.

"Hey, LT. Ain't that your partner?" Soap asked, pointing.

"Damn. Fine piece of ass." Graves muttered.