Why would I say that?! I wanted to be involved? What?!
You hear Mitchell say "Ow" and you realize that you're still holding his arm, squeezing it a little too hard. "Shit! I'm sorry!" you say as you release his arm. There's a long silence as you two walk out of the building. "I'm sorry," Mitchell says suddenly. "For what?" You look up at him. "That you had to find out that way," he actually looks shy. "Don't worry about it, Mitchell. I'm fine. It happened." You give him a big, cheesy smile and he laughs. "So when you said that you wanted to be involved, what did you mean?" He asks. As soon as you're about to answer you hear running footfalls behind you and your reflexes have you turning around defensively. It's Gideon. "Easy there, princess," he says, "There's been a change of plan." You and Mitchell look at each other then at Gideon. "What's up?" Mitchell asks. "We're supposed to go meet some fella from the SAS in the briefing room in 10 minutes."
"SAS? What regiment?" You ask. Gideon shrugs, "I won't know until I meet him, now let's go." Gideon starts walking and you and Mitchell follow. This is your first time going to the briefing room since you've been here. A mission? Finally! Your adrenaline is pumping. You all get to the room, but no one is there. You sit down and wait. "What do you guys think this is about?" you ask. Mitchell shrugs and Gideon says, "Hell if I know-". He starts to say something else when the door opens and you hear a familiar Scottish voice call, "Oi, numpty!"
Gideon and Mitchell look confused, but you know exactly what it means. You stand and turn, your vision blurry from unshed tears. "Holy shit! SOAP?!" You run over to him, ready to hug him, but you stop yourself. You stand up straight and salute him. "Captain MacTavish." Soap looks at you and smiles. He looks more worn out than you remember and has a new scar on his face along with the one over his left eye. "At ease and just give me a bloody hug!" he says. You smile again and run into his arms. He lifts you up off the ground and you giggle like a child. Someone clears their throat behind you and Soap puts you down.
You turn around and look at Gideon and Mitchell. "Sorry," you say, embarrassed. Soap walks over to the two men and holds out his hand. "Soap?" Mitchell says. "Just a callsign. Name's John, John MacTavish." Mitchell shakes his hand. You watch Gideon closely as he shakes Soap's hand. He gives Soap the same once-over he gave you when you first met, but its not as friendly. Uh oh. "I'm Captain Gideon and this is Jack Mitchell," he says emotionless as he shakes Soap's hand. So formal. I hope it's because they just met. "Just call me Mitchell," Mitchell says.
You're still staring at Gideon and he looks at you. You give him a small smile and you think you see one from him, but it's gone too fast. "So where are we going and what's the mission? Why do you need us?" Gideon asks. Soap looks at all three of you then speaks, "I'm sure you've all heard of Vladimir Makarov." You all nod and Soap continues, "Well, he has a very important person from Task Force 141 and we need to get him out before they decide to kill him." You try to think of what person they could possibly have that is so important. Almost everyone I know from being on in the 141 is dead. Then you remember. You feel like you can't stand anymore and you plop down into a chair. "Not Price..." Tears are threatening to fall. John Price was like a father to you. You can't lose anyone else. Not HIM. Soap sits down next to you and grabs your hand. "I know," he says, "We'll get him out, but it'll be tough. That's why I need ATLAS." Soap looks at Gideon and Mitchell. He's still holding your hand. "ATLAS has far better and superior technology and weaponry. They're keeping him in an old gulag over in Russia. It's old, but still pretty hard to get into and Makarov probably knows someone will come for Price so he has and entire fucking army covering the place." He squeezes your hand tighter and you squeeze back.
"I'm in," you say before Gideon can say a word. "I know you are," Soap smiles. Gideon looks at you then down at the hand that Soap has been holding. "If we do this, you'll only have us three," Gideon nods to you and Mitchell. "That's fine," Soap says, "I have men on the ground already."
"When do we leave?" Mitchell asks. "As soon as possible," Soap answers.
You all go to suit up. When you're done you go help Soap. "Sorry we really didn't get a chance to teach you everything," you say. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. Besides, I have you fighting by my side, just like old times." Soap smiles and gives you a fist bump. "We'll be taking jets, anything else would just take too long," Gideon says. You notice Mitchell has been really quiet. You go over to him, "You okay?" Mitchell looks at you, "I'm fine. Just a little nervous, I guess, but don't tell anyone." You smile and say, "Your secret is safe with me. I'm pretty scared too. My first mission at ATLAS and it's to save someone who is very close to me. If we mess up..." Mitchell stops you, "We won't mess up. We'll rescue your friend and we'll all go for drinks after." That makes you smile. "That makes me feel better, thanks Mitchell." He hesitates, but then he hugs you which is a little awkward because of the Exosuits, but you enjoyed it all the same. "Stop hugging like you're saying goodbye, you two. We're all going to the same place," Gideon says. You roll your eyes and walk over to him. "What?" he asks and you hug him. It takes a minute but you finally feel Gideon raise his arms and pat your back. He pulls away, "Let's go."
"Two people to a jet so pick your co-pilot," Gideon says. Right away Soap chooses you. Mitchell comes over to you and hugs you again. "Be safe," he says quietly. "You too, Mitchell. See you on the far side." He nods and walks to his jet. Gideon hasn't said a word to you after the hug, but he is already climbing into the cockpit. "See you soon," you say quietly, looking at him.
"Numpty!" Soap calls and snaps you back to reality. "Let's go save the old man," he says climbing into the cockpit. You climb into the seat behind him, securing your helmet and putting sunglasses on. "You ready?" Soap asks. "Are you?" Soap smiles, "That's my girl." He starts the jet and taxis to the takeoff area. You guys pull up next to Mitchell and Gideon, they give you a thumbs up and you return the gesture. They take off first and you and Soap are right behind them. You had almost forgotten how exhilarating this was and having Soap back made it even better.
Soap is asking you question after question just catching up with you. You guys talk and laugh and before you know it you're a few miles out from the LZ. You're about to say something to Soap when Gideon's voice comes through the headset, "LZ is hot. As soon as you land, weapons free!"
Your adrenaline is on full blast and you don't know whether to cry or laugh. It's been awhile. "Just like old times," Soap says. He goes to land next to Gideon and Mitchell. "We probably won't get to the gulag tonight," Soap says quietly. You nod and check your surroundings before exiting the cockpit. You barely have time to land on your feet when a bullet whizzes past your ear. "Shit," you gasp. You don't see Gideon and Mitchell and you don't want to risk anyone's life so you stay quiet. You look around. A few good places for cover, but mostly open land. Soap is in front of you sniping anyone he can find. He doesn't see the enemy sniper aiming at him, but you do. You lift your rifle, aim, and with one shot tango down!
Soap stands, "Let's go! We can't get held down here! There's a forest a few miles ahead. We can use it for better cover!" You nod and cover him.
A grenade explodes really close to you and you are thrown off your feet. You get up ignoring the pain on your head and keep running. Please let Gideon and Mitchell be okay. You hear Soap talking to someone. "We could some help down here!" You can't really hear anything with the explosions and gun shots, but you think you hear something about a strafing run and danger close. Danger close?! "Find some cover, girl!" Soap shouts. Cover. Cover. Okay. You look around trying not to panic and you spot what you think is an abandoned JEEP. You reach it and lean against it to catch your breath.
Suddenly, you hear a shout in Russian and then you're on the ground with a knife coming at you. You reach for your knife while trying to hold the man on top of you back. You don't know where anyone is, you're on your own. Dear God, please! You bring your hand that's holding the knife up and make a quick slash across the man's neck. You barely have time to close your eyes as blood spurts out of his neck. He falls on you and you struggle to get him off. As soon as you do, you stand, but hear a bunch of shots being fired along with a bunch of explosions. The strafing run! You duck back down behind the JEEP until it is almost completely quiet.
You stand up slowly. Dead bodies are strewn everywhere. You check the ones you pass to make sure they're not Soap, Mitchell or Gideon. The adrenaline rush is starting to wear off and you're tired. So fucking tired. You come across a badly wounded enemy that pulls out a sidearm to aim you down. He's wounded so he's slow, you're much faster. You fire your rifle from the hip and shoot him square in the head.
The forest Soap was talking about is up ahead. Thank God! The sun is starting to set so you pick up your pace. "[your name]! Where the hell are you?!" Soap's voice is full of panic over your headset. "I'm heading to the trees. Are you there already?" You ask. "Yes, all three of us are and we're all worried sick about you!" Soap says through his teeth. "I got...caught up with something, I'll be there soon. Out."
You slow down as you reach the trees, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention. You've always been light on your feet and you approach the men from behind. A twig snaps under your foot and they all turn to you, weapons drawn. Mitchell drops his weapon first, "Shit! Are you okay?!" He runs over to you looking at all the blood. Soap walks over next. "I thought you were ahead of me. I didn't know. I'm sorry."
Gideon looks concerned, but doesn't say anything. "It's not my blood," you say, "I was attacked by an enemy and had to slit his throat."
"Oh, thank God," Mitchell says using water from his canteen and a rag to wipe the blood off your face and neck. Soap kisses you on the forehead and goes to put his pack on. "What are you doing?" you ask. "I'm gonna move up. Got some of my guys waiting to meet up. It's only about a mile or so away from here." Soap looks at you and you walk over to hug him. "Be safe," you say. "Of course." You hold onto him a little longer and then he leaves.
"I gotta...well, you know," Mitchell says and walks deeper into the trees to relieve himself, leaving you alone with Gideon. He takes off his jacket without saying a word. "You guys seem pretty close," he says. It almost startles you because you weren't expecting him to talk. "Well, I fought side by side with him for years before coming to ATLAS so yes, we are close," you say a bit haughtily. You turn around and take your jacket off, tired of smelling like blood. When you turn back around, Gideon is standing right in front of you. He scares you, but you don't let him see that. Nothing prepares you for what he asks next.
"Did you fuck him?" Your eyes widen and you can only say "What?" quietly. "Did you fuck him?" Before you can stop yourself your hand comes across Gideon's face hard. He turns back to you, no emotion on his face. "How dare you?" you say, truly hurt. "I was dating his best friend!" Gideon stares at you and you stare right back. You refuse to answer that question and you turn away from him. I can't be this close to him anymore. Suddenly, you feel a tight grip on your arm then you're whirled back around so you're looking at him again. He's so rough...I...kinda like it. Stop. The adrenaline is wearing off and you're looking for another high. Keep your hormones in check. You're in the middle of a fucking forest, for God's sake...probably surrounded by enemies...but god, he's sexy when he's angry.
"I wanted to kill him," Gideon says. You look at him, "Soap"
"Yes! He kept fucking touching you and hugging you. I don't like that," he says.
You don't even know how to respond.
"Not to mention you had us worried sick! You had me worried and I don't like being worried," Gideon says calmly. You must have been walking backwards because next thing you know your back is against a tree. "I want to punish you for making me worry," Gideon says, his voice so close to your ear it makes you tremble. "Gideon, I-" before you can finish his lips are assaulting yours. No gentleness in this kiss, but you don't care. You like it. You love it. You bite his lip which he seemed to enjoy so much last time and he pulls your hair. "You keep doing that and I'm not sure what I'll end up doing to you," Gideon whispers in your ear.
He walks away from you palming himself through his pants. Mitchell walks out of the trees and looks at you. You must look so disheveled. "Is everything okay?" You look at Gideon then back at Mitchell, "Yes, everything is fine...actually, no it's not." Gideon looks at you and Mitchell asks, "What's wrong?" You look at Gideon again, "Gideon says he wants to punish me for making him worry. What do you think of that?" Mitchell is not as innocent as you thought, "I think it's a good idea." Your heads turns to Mitchell quickly, eyes wide. "After all, I was pretty worried too," Mitchell walks to where Gideon is standing and you get the perfect idea.
"Kiss," you say. "What?" they both answer at the same time. "Kiss and I'll let you punish me any way you want." They look at each other then at you. You lean against a tree watching as Gideon and Mitchell get closer. What is it about killing enemies that makes me so wanton? Gideon and Mitchell are kissing now and it's driving you crazy. It's not the rough kind of kiss that Gideon gave you, but a more shy and sensual kiss. Still hot. You walk over to them. Gideon stops the kiss and looks at you. What the hell am I about to do? I'm in a forest, in Russia somewhere. I need this. I could have died today. I need this. I want this. Two parts of you are conflicted.
"I want to watch," Mitchell says. You and Gideon look at him then at each other. "This won't be some lovey-dovey lovemaking. I need relief. You need to be punished. I want to fuck." Gideon says the last word with such force that your knees get weak. "If I remember correctly, you like being told what to do." You nod unable to form words. "Well then, pull your pants down and get on all fours facing Mitchell." Gideon watches as you unbutton your pants and let them fall to your ankles. You look at Mitchell as you go to pull your panties down. Gideon stops you, "I'll do that." You hear him reach for something and you feel cold metal against your skin as he uses his knife to rid you of your panties. What if an enemy finds us right now?! Don't care. "I said on all fours," Gideon nudges you.
You get on your knees and bend over. You hear Gideon let out a shaky breath behind you. You look back at him just in time to see him unbutton his pants just enough to get his cock out. "Look at Mitchell," Gideon says. You turn your head and stare at Mitchell who is rubbing himself through his pants. Gideon kneels behind you and shoves a finger inside you and you gasp. It's been so long. He adds another finger and you arch your back digging your fingers into the ground. You're trying to stay as quiet as possible but its hard. "Fuck," you say and bite your lip.
Gideon removes his fingers and you whine. Mitchell is now jerking off, rubbing himself through his pants was no longer sufficient. You hear Gideon spit on his hand and you assume he uses it on himself. One of his hands is on your back and the other he uses to guide himself in. You feel the tip enter your wetness and you're hungry for more. You don't have to wait long. Without warning, Gideon slams into you and you see stars, arching your back even more. "That's right. Take it all like the good girl you are," Gideon says with a strained voice and you love it. You feel yourself cumming already, but Gideon isn't done with you. He keeps up a brutal pace and you know you'll be sore tomorrow, but you don't care.
"Mmmm fuck me Gideon." You look back at him and his eyes are closed. He's trying to keep himself under control. Mitchell is jerking off furiously now, his head thrown back.
"Mitchell," Gideon says with a shaky voice, "Get over here and kneel in front of her." Mitchell walks over and does what he was told to do. Gideon hits your G spot and you nearly scream. "Suck it," he says. You look at Mitchell's cock which is already dripping pre cum. You lick the tip before taking it into your mouth.
"God, you dirty bitch," Gideon moans. He's thrusting in and out of you fast and hard and you suck Mitchell off at the same pace. Mitchell's hands are in your hair and he let's out a moan. "Is this what you mean when you said you wanted to be involved? Is this good enough?" Gideon spanks you and you grind against him. You moan on Mitchell's cock and it sends him over the edge. He grabs your hair and thrusts into your mouth as he cums, each thrust getting weaker. He says your name over and over again. He softens in your mouth then finds the strength to stand up and button his pants.
Gideon's thrusts are getting more erratic and he's cursing more. He spanks you again and you feel yourself cumming again. You look back at him as you do this time and that does it. Mitchell kisses Gideon and you say, "Cum for me." Gideon removes his mouth from Mitchell's and let's out a guttural moan. "Fucking hell!" he says still thrusting weakly. He pushes into you one more time, groaning and then pulls out nearly falling over. You stay on all fours for a minute catching your breath, getting your bearings straight. You sit up and realize you can't stand on your own. The two men are standing behind you and you look back while holding your arms out. "Please?" They seem to understand what you mean and come over to help you up. You fix yourself up as best you can and you start laughing. "I can't believe I just did that. WE just did that." You walk on wobbly legs to a tree so you can sit down. "I'm gonna feel that tomorrow," you say and both men start cracking up. You fold your arms. "Yeah, it's funny when you don't have to deal with it!"
Gideon smiles, "I'll be a little gentler next time." You look at him, "Who says there will be a next time?" You say seriously and Gideon's face falls. You laugh again, "Gotcha!"
Gideon shakes his head and sits down, "If we keep talking about a next time we'll be up all night and we need some rest. I'll take first watch because [your name] needs all the rest she can get." You shoot him a look and Mitchell laughs. "Goodnight assholes," you say with a smile as you lean your head against the tree and close your eyes.
What the fuck did I just do?