Ghost sits with you, Soap, Gaz and Price, eating in your lunch break, when suddenly he tenses pulling the balaclave back over his mouth that had been free to be able to eat. Across the cafeteria he sees a all too familiar face - his ex Clara, staring straight at him with an unnerving intensity.

"Lads, I think we have a problem" Ghost mutters under his breath. The others turn to look, catching sight of the petite Clara weaving between the tables toward them.

"What is Clara doing here?" Gaz hisses, instinctively moving closer to his teammate. They had all heard Ghost's grim tales of how obsessive Clara had become after the breakup.

Clara reaches their table, eyes only for Ghost. "We need to talk" Clara states coldly, ignoring you four. Ghost slowly rises to his feet. "Clara, I told you it's over. Leave the base before you cause a scene."

A fiery gleam enters Clara's eyes. She clearly isn't used to being refused.