Your POV

Soap fucking MacTavish. The name alone made your blood boil. You didn't think it was possible to a hate a person as much as you hated him. Of course, you were the odd one out because everyone else loved him. Everyone spoke so highly of him. Woman, civilian and soldiers, threw themselves at him. What did they see? Was it the accent? I mean, yeah it was a bit exotic but when you hear it every day, yelling at you, it loses its appeal.

What's worse is that he constantly acts like he's done nothing wrong to you. You were almost 100% sure he treated you much worse than any of the other guys. Was it because you were a woman? No, because he flirted with nearly every other female around. Did he see you as competition? You were just as good at sniping as he was. He felt threatened. Tough ol' Captain MacTavish was threatened by a little woman like you. Maybe the other ones were used to letting him get his way, but not you. You were too strong for that, too proud.

You came from a military family, your father and brothers all served and now it was your turn. You'd be damned if you would let some egotistical captain wear you down. Let him be as mean and as tough as he wants, you're going nowhere.

Looking in the mirror, you were getting yourself pumped up. Knock knock knock. You sigh and walk to the door to open it. It was Roach. He was probably the nicest guy here. Nevermind the way he leered at you without shame.

"Yes Gary?" You ask knowing he hates when people use his given name. His smile fades, "I know you do that on purpose to piss me off, but I still love you."

"Ew," you say and he laughs. "Well, what is it?"

"Captain Price wants to see your beautiful face," Roach says giving you one of his close-mouthed side smiles.

"Is that exactly how he asked for me, Gary?" You fold your arms across your chest.

"No. I added the beautiful part 'cuz well, you know…," he winks.

"Please stop. I'm embarrassed for you." Throwing your hoodie over your head, you brush past him.

"I'll get you someday, sweetheart!" Roach calls out behind you and you roll your eyes.

"In your dreams, Gary boy."

**Soap sat with Price waiting for you. It was just you two that Price called and he didn't like the sound of it. You really weren't taking that long, but everything you did annoyed him so…he was annoyed. "What's taking her so bloody long?" he says quietly, but Price hears him anyway. "I'm sorry, Soap. Did you have some prior engagement?" Price asks angrily and Soap shuts right up.

The door opens and you walk in, Price smiles brightly, "Good morning, Lieutenant." You smile back, "Good morning, Captain Price," then looking at Soap, you nod curtly, "Captain." The smile no longer on your face.

"Lieutenant," Soap says back and he swears he saw you make a face at the sound of his voice. He snickers and you shoot him a look before Price starts speaking.

"I've called you two here because I need my best soldiers for a special mission."

"What?" You both say simultaneously.

"You two are some of my hardest working troops and you are the only ones I trust to pull this off. I need you to go undercover," Price continues. You clear your throat, "Uh, sir, we don't have to go together do we?"

Soap looks at you and you look completely horrified at the thought of spending alone time with him.

"Don't make that face. You think I wanna be stuck somewhere with you?" Soap asks bitterly. You open your mouth to respond, but Price cuts you off.

"Look, let's stop bullshitting now. I'm sending you two somewhere to keep an eye on someone AND so you two can learn how to work together. Civilly," he adds.

"But sir…" you say.

"I'm not done," Price says giving you a stern look. "You two are basically going undercover as a couple on vacation. I knew you wouldn't take the news very well." Price says.

"No shit," you say to yourself but loud enough for them to hear. Soap stared at you and Price looked at both of you, one and then the other. "Wouldn't you like to know where you're going?" Price asks.

You shrug, "It won't change my outlook on this disaster." Soap shakes his head. This woman would never be happy with anything.

"Well, you two are going to Italy."

Soap looks at you and thinks he sees your face light up. You look at him and he looks away quickly. "Sir, who are we watching?"

"We believe that Rojas may have contacts there. They need to be watched and monitored for any suspicious activity," Price says.

You were excited about Italy although you were technically still working. What you weren't excited about was being stuck with him.

"When do we leave?" You ask.

"Tomorrow."

"Okay, well I should go get ready." You stand and walk towards the door.

"Please remember that you two have to act like you actually like each other when you're in public over there. I don't care what you do behind closed doors, but you cannot blow your cover, is that clear?" Price finishes.

"Yes sir," you both say at the same time.

You leave first and Soap is not far behind. Even his footsteps annoy you. He walks faster so that he's walking next to you and you roll your eyes. "You ready to be friends?" Soap asks smugly.

"Please get away from me."

"Do you really hate me that much?"

"Oh, let me think about that…YES! You've treated me like shit since day one and now I have to pretend to like you…go figure." You shake your head and keep walking.

Soap watches you walk away and thinks to himself: Am I really that horrible to her? He starts to think back to all the times he's interacted with you and the answer is yes.

In any case, they would have to learn how to live with one another for God knows how long. He could be civil right?

Time to find out…

EARLY THE NEXT DAY

You didn't sleep at all. All you could think about was living in the same house as that man for the next few…weeks? Months? You really didn't know how long you'd be there, but hopefully it wasn't too long.

As you carry your bags to the car waiting to take you to the airport, Roach catches up with you. "Need some help m'lady?" he asks. This would be your last time seeing him for a while, be nice. "Sure Roach. Thanks." You smile at him and even he seems taken aback by your response. He takes two of your bags easily and walks beside you.

"Soap is a lucky man. I would kill to go undercover with you," Roach quips.

"I kinda wish it was you instead of him." You say the last word through your teeth.

"He's not all bad…," Roach starts but stops when he sees the look your give him.

Soap is already waiting at the car when you two approach. "Mornin Captain," Roach says cheerfully.

"Good morning, Gary…[y/n]," he nods to you. You nod back and turn to Roach, "Thanks for the help. I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Better," Roach says then he hugs you. Your arms stay at your side at first then you finally bring them up and squeeze him gently. "Wow, that feels nice," he says and you smile.

"Take care of her, captain."

"I'll try my best," Soap says and your head turns to him quickly.

"We gotta get going if we're catching that 8:00 flight." Roach kisses your forehead and waves goodbye to Soap. When you get in the car you notice Soap staring at you strangely. "What?"

"Oh, I'm just not used to seeing you in plain clothes I guess."

"Yeah, well get used to it," you say looking out the window as the car starts to move.

"You and Gary…is there something going on?" Soap asks.

"NO! No…I mean he'd love that but he's more like a brother to me. He's very sweet though." Were you actually having a civil conversation with Soap MacTavish? He wasn't shouting at you or making jokes at your expense. No ridiculous comments.

"You know, just because we'll be living together doesn't mean that you're not allowed to, you know, see other people or hook up with anyone," Soap says and that was the end of the civil conversation.

"What makes you think I'm going to be doing that? And if I was I wouldn't need your goddamn permission, sir!" You say angrily. Glaring out the window, you avoid any and all contact with him. The sooner you got to the airport the better.

Soap was doing so well; he was proud of himself. Then just like that he messed up. You were completely avoiding him now. They had to talk though, they had things to figure out before getting to Italy.

While waiting for the plane, Soap attempted to speak to you again. "I've never been to Italy, I'm pretty excited, how about you?"

You finally looks at him stoically, "This is ridiculous." You shake your head.

"Who knows? You may just learn to like me," Soap says with a smile. Just then your flight is announced as boarding and you put your sunglasses on. "Keep dreaming."

Soap watches as you storm off and line up to get on the plane.

"God help me."