Chapter 1: You and Ghost

Roach sat at his normal chair in the Dinning quarters of the base. He stared at the book his mom had sent him, not really reading, but just listening to everyone talking about where they were going and how happy they were about the vacation. Shepared had let them have a four week vacation. So people, like Meat and Royce, were going home to family. Roach wasn't really happy about it, not really wanting to go home. He decided to just stay at the base… train for when a huge mission came up, so he wouldn't be messing up like he always thought he did. The sound of a chair being moved on the tile floor snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Hey, Roach. What are you up to?" A Scottish accent reached his ears.

"Nothing much, Caption." Roach smirked and placed the book on the table, looking up at MacTavish.

"So, boy where are you going for vacation?" He watched the younger sergeant shift in his chair.

"I'm staying here, sir." MacTavish sighed. He figured. These were the times when Roach reminder him of Ghost, always cutting himself off and working more than needed.

"Come on, you really should get out more." Roach shrugged, not really liking the feeling of being a helpless kid in trouble.

"I'm fine, sir. I'd rather stay here." He rubbed the back of his neck, habit.

"You and Ghost… I swear." Roach quickly perked up. He had… feelings for Ghost since he joined the 141. But he could never tell, but MacTavish noticed how much more Roach was paying attention after the mention of Ghost. He smirked. "I guess if you stay… that leaves only you and Ghost in this part of the base…" Roach blinked. Him and Ghost…. Alone…. Nobody else around. As if knowing he was being talked about, a British accent came from behind Roach

"Hey mate. What are you two talking about?" Roach turned to the voice, too be meet by the normal scull mask and sunglasses. Mactavish shrugged, smirk almost a grin.

"Just talking to Roach about what he's doing over the vacation." Ghost sat next to Roach.

"You going anywhere?" this question snapped Roach back to reality. He glanced up to Ghost's face. He shook his head.

"No. I'm staying here." Ghost leaned back in his chair.

"Why? Don't you want to go home to your mum and dad?" Roach sighed and leaned forward, crossing his arms on the table and resting his chin on them.

"I just don't want to… I have lots of reasons…"

"One would be?" MacTavish asked, still grinning. Roach glared at him. Before he could come up with something, MactTavish's cell-phone rang. He pulled it out and flipped it open. "MacTavish here." MacTavish nodded to the other voice on the phone then hung up.

"Who was that, sir?" Roach asked. Mactavish stood.

"My friend telling me he's here to pick me up." Roach titled a little, confused. "I'm going back to Scotland for the break. He decided to come to since he has family there too."

"Oh…" Roach and Ghost said at the same time. Mactavish stood, picking up his backpack Roach had never noticed. He slung it over one shoulder and nodded to them.

"Bye mates." He smirked before turning then stopped, then looked over his shoulder at Roach. "Don't have too much fun, got it?" he winked, then left. Ghost looked over to a blushing Roach.

"What did he-"

"NOTHING!" Roach stuttered before looking around. This was the first time he noticed everyone but him and Ghost had left… great. Ghost stood up and stretched.

"Well, whatever. I'll be in my room. See ya." With that he left leaving Roach to think. This was going to be a long 4 weeks.