Morning after dark

Scar woke up and looked at her watches. It was 7:30 in the morning. She had no idea what time she got to the bed. Not even how she got there. She realized she was in the same clothes she wore last night. She got out of bed and looked for her flip-flops. She could not find them. Then she walked out of the room and looked around the suite. Nobody was there but her.

Where the hell is Soap? She wondered. Whatever… But what happened last night? I know we are supposed to go somewhere at 10 o'clock, but where… And what the hell was Ned doing there? Oh, right! The money! She smiled for herself and walked into bathroom to wash off the smell of the bar she spent the last night in. God my head hurts…

Scar got out of shower, put the bathrobe on and went to pack her stuff. Actually there was nothing to pack since she did not even have time to unpack yesterday. She heard the door as someone came in the suite. It was Soap.

"Scar, you're up?"

"Yeah! Over here!" she shouted from the room. Geez, don't yell at me. I cannot drink ever again. Soap walked into the room.

"What's up?" she looked at him.

"I was wondering whether you're not hungry…" he handed her a paper bag and a paper cup with coffee. "I brought you some croissants and chocolate soya latte. How do you feel?"

Scar took the bag and smiled at him. "Thanks. I'm fine actually… A little headache…" she took a sip of the latte.

"No wonder, after what you drunk last night," he giggled. Scar rolled eyes.

"So what? I had to start somewhere… By the way, where the hell are we supposed to go today?" she took a bit of a croissant and put the paper bag and the cup on a sideboard.

"Russia…" he came to the bed where Scar's clothes were and took her white satin panties she was about to put on. "This is nice," he admitted hanging the panties on his finger.

"This is mine!" she grabbed the panties and made him step aside. "What in Russia? I thought we are done with them."

"Apparently we aren't. This one should be a routine escort. We gotta babysit US troops on their way outta there. By the way, I think we left your shoes at the bar…"

"I figured… And now you go the hell outta here I need to get dressed!" she pushed him out of the room and closed the door.

Soap got on the board of the cargo aircraft, followed by Archer and Zach. The rest of the group was already on board. He tossed his bag on a empty place on the floor between the cargo. The aircraft was quite empty. Soap went to the front to see the pilot. Nikolai was listening to what was captain Price telling him.

"Good mornin' gentlemen," Soap saluted and then friendly clapped Nikolai on shoulder, "good to see you, mate."

"Good to see you to, my friend. Ready to take off?"

"Sure. Will ye be serving refreshments?" Soap laughed.

"I'm sorry sir, but the price of your ticket doesn't cover any food or drinks. You can sit in the back and enjoy the ride." Nikolai replied with laughter. Price rolled his eyes and checked the radio frequencies. Soap went to sit back to Archer and Zach.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will take off in few moments. Make sure your tables are in vertical position. Please fasten your seatbelt and turn off all electronic devices. We will travel in height of thirty thousand feet and estimated time of arrival is four hours and twenty minutes. Thank you for choosing our airlines. Have a beautiful flight." Nikolai announced to the passengers and moved the plane forward. In a while they were rising to the sky.

Scar was sitting in a corner, leaning on her baggage. She fell asleep, but she wasn't resting. She could not have slept since three weeks ago. A lot of happened. She believed in herself that she could handle anything. But now she couldn't even look at herself in the mirror. Worst nightmares were hunting her in her sleep. This time wasn't any different.

As the plane skipped she woke up and looked around. She was confused and it took her a while to realize where she was. Soap noticed her confusion and went to sit next to her.

"Are you alright?"

She nodded, but she was still gasping for breath.

"Are you sure?" Soap was suspicious there had been something going on in last weeks, but he did not want to ask her anything.

Scar switched off the iPod she was listening to, and started to roll the headphones over the device. Her hands were shaking. Soap took her around her shoulders and she started to shiver even more.

"Come on lady, what's going on. Or are you not telling me everything anymore?" he tried to cheer her up.

Can't you just let it be? She did not want to tell him the truth. Not now. Not ever.

"I don't know… I just… " she looked at him. He was patiently looking at her. "I'm just confused of what happened. Maybe I can't handle it yet. It was too much… I don't know… I don't know anything anymore…" a tear slipped down her cheek.

"I know. I know…" he whispered and let her rest her head on his shoulder.

"I just miss Ghost so much. And Roach… and others… And it's all my fault-…" she cried silently. Soap has never seen her like this before. Broken, hopeless…

"It's not your fault… And I miss them too," he gently stroked her hair and tried to comfort her.

Captain Price went to the back to ask Soap something but when he saw them, he discreetly stepped back. Finally, he thought and went back to Nikolai.