Soap. Yes Soap, only this wasn't the Soap she was expecting. This Soap had on a nice black button up t-shirt, blue jeans, and was holding something for her.

Flowers. A bouquet of mixed flowers. Daisies, roses, and few other types.

Carly was speechless and at first so was Soap.

"I'm sorry bout your family" He spoke. "I'm truly sorry also if I startled you last week".

Carly's face was flustered. She didn't know what to say, she as you can tell was never social much.

Soap placed the bouquet in her hands then spun around to leave. He began to walk away, descending into darkish hallway.

Carly's mind raced. She couldn't just not thank him for his kind words. Before she even thought twice about it she did something she never thought she would do.

Soap's POV

And there I was walking away. I thought it could help our relationship if I gave her some flowers, a few apologies. After I did all that I could only think to walk away.

Expecting to hear the door shut behind me, I heard nothing. But never less I kept walking.

Thoughts raced across my mind. Did I like her? Yes I did. But did I love her? I couldn't answer that right away.

I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder.

Carly's POV

I ran up to him in quiet patters, and placed a dainty hand on his shoulder. While he had just turned around I hugged him.

I nuzzled into his chest, his breathing slow and steady. He hugged me back, his chin resting on my head.

I flushed again as red as a rose. My heart sped up, could it be?

"Thank you Soap".

Our eyes met and we continued hugging. I don't know how long we stayed like that but I wanted it to last forever.

We both let go at the same time. I ran back to my dorm, waving a quick farewell.

The next morning after training, everyone was directed to the briefing room.

"Today we have a mission", Price began. "We have Intel on Makarov, he is believed to be currently holed up in his safe house at the Georgian Russian border".

"The objective is to find and kill him".

This was it. This could end here, could.

They were all in the bird.

"Ay Carly do you have a call sign"? Carly shook her head at Ghost's question.

"I think Flame would suit you". Carly smiled in gratitude.

Flame it is then.

Flame was with Soap and Price down in Afghanistan (another possible location of Makarov), whilst the others prepared to invade his safe house.

The bird dropped off the trio and then descended into the air.

It was hot and dusty, broken down planes were everywhere. Under all of her gear it was hard not to sweat.

She wondered if it was somewhat cooler where the rest of the 141 were, she shrugged the thought off and concentrated.

"Eye Flame can I talk to you", Price gestured to her. Flame nodded with hesitation, she didn't really want to talk to Price right now, not after what he had done.

She walked over to Price, still a little hesitant mind you.

"I want to say I am sorry for your family, I want to you to know that they were brave to die for others" Flame cocked her head in confusion. "What do you mean old man"? "

"What I mean is that if I hadn't sent the missile to New York thousands of other people could've died, that's why I redirected it". Price answered.

This sent Flame into a state of trance; she nodded and walked back to her post.

They were going to Scout for Makarov or his men.

Flame set herself into prone position on a broken down airplane. She would take first watch.

Price and Soap talked amongst themselves while Flame still watched. She'd had enough. "Soap your up"! She yelled from atop the plane while scurrying down.

She recollected with the three.

As Soap was getting up a cylinder tube bounced by their feet.

"FLASHBANG"! Price yelled a top his lungs. Soap and price closed their eyes and ears in time, but it was all too quick for Flame.

Her vision was blurry beyond belief, specks of blue and green invaded her sight. She thought she went deaf. She saw Soap yelling at her but nothing came out.

She was being dragged to cover. Her vision was steadying and hearing more fluent. Gunshots began to ring aloud to her. "Ca-r-l-y"! She heard a distant voice yell.

"Do NOT trust Shepherd! I say again: DO NOT TRUST SHEPHERD!" She heard this other distant voice.

"Stay with me Flame"!

Her senses were finally coming to, she stumbled at first but managed to move to her weapon.

She began to fire at the dim figures ahead.

"Carly you okay"? Soap asked in concern. Carly nodded quickly and went back to fighting enemys.

They fought their way to the extraction point. What was seconds were minutes, which were hours to Carly.

Her mind wandered with thoughts.

Soap:"Come in, Ghost. Do you copy? Does anyone copy?"

Price: They're dead, Soap. Shepherd's cleaning house. I'm working my way back to you.

"Shepard betrayed us", I saw Soap's face flush with anger.

Price: Have to trust someone to be betrayed. I never did. Nikolai, come in. Do you have our location?

Nikiolai: Da. Inbound, Price. But I am not the only one. You've got Shepherd's men on one side, Makarov's on the other.

Price: We'll have to take them all out then.

Nikolai: Or let them take each other out. Either way, I'll see you on the other side, my friend.

Carly's POV

I felt angry, no I never trusted that rat Shepard and his goons. Then again he just wiped out the whole 141 well almost.

Captain Price: Soap! Flame! Shepherd's trying to wipe out us and Makarov at the same time! Head for rally point Bravo to the west! Trust no one!

All around us there was gunfire. We fought through both armies bad and bad.

I switched to my MP5K Silenced Red Dot and so did Soap, we obviously both thought it would be easier to engage with these.

Little Birds spinned there guns while BTRs fire their cannons, car were driving in and out of everywhere, while we ran through all of that there was only one word in my mind chaos.

Captain Price: Head for the rally point! Go! Go! Go! Nikolai! This is Price! Be advised, the LZ it hot, I repeat, the LZ is hot!

Nikolai: Ok, Captain Price, I am on the way! Try to get the situation under control before I get there, ok?

Captain Price: Right, whatever you say, Nikolai! Just get here sharpish! Soap Flame, let Makarov and Shepherd's men kill each other off as much as you can. We can use their comms to listen in on their radio traffic. I'm going to try to contact Makarov.

Wait he just said what? This would be intresting.

We continued our way through the chaos as Price contacted Makarov.

Captain Price: Makarov, this is Price. Shepherd's a war hero now. He's got your operations playbook and he's got a blank check. Give me what you got on Shepherd, and I'll take care of the rest. I know you can hear me on this channel Makarov. You and I both know you won't last a week.

Makarov: And neither will you.

My heart froze.

Captain Price: Makarov...you ever hear the old saying...the enemy of my enemy is my friend?

Then I froze.

Makarov: Price, one day you're going to find that cuts both ways. Shepherd is using Site Hotel Bravo. You know where it is. I'll see you in hell.

Captain Price: Looking forward to it. Give my regards to Zakhaev if you get there first.

I smirked at his remark. We continued down the battlefield of chaos, every now and then having to kill.

Captain Price: Soap! Flame! Don't get pinned down out there! Keep heading west for the runway area! Nikolai, where the hell are you?

Nikolai: Sand storms around Kandahar, Captain Price. I have to fly around them. I am not getting paid enough to crash my plane.

We reached the end of the bloody bone yard only to reach a vally where more shootouts occurred.

We then both saw Nikolai's C-130 fly over the scene popping its angel flares.

Nikolai: Price, I am approaching the boneyard. I see you do not have situation under control. Very unsafe to land. It looks like when I was in Afghanistan with the Soviets!

Captain Price: Nikolai! Just shut up and land the bloody plane! We're on our way!

We continued to endure through valley, finding a hill and running up it with much strength.

The run way was in sight we ran with all our energy.

Captain Price: Soap! Flame! Hurry! We've gotta get to Nikolai's plane! Keep moving west! Soap! I'm going to get some transport! Make your way west towards the runway! Soap! I've found some transport! Keep moving west! I'll meet you en route!

We were nearing the rally point, a SUV crashed very close to us startling me especially. A nearby BTR then got destroyed by a RPG. I kept running.

Nikolai: Captain Price, I am taking off in one minute! You better hurry if you want a ride out of here!

Captain Price: Soap! We don't have much time! Nikolai's not going to wait around for us! Hurry!

We neared the runway, finding a jeep waiting there impatiently.

Captain Price: Soap! We are leaving! Get in the jeep!

We jumped in with haste, in there was Price and some guy named Rook.

We began driving.

Rook drove the jeep through runway where I knew Nikolai's plane was waiting. Trucks began to emerge from all areas.

Captain Price: Take out that gunner!

I began firing at a SC'S SUV minigunner, I took him out.

Captain Price: Hang on!

Trucks began to pursue behind us.

Captain Price: Behind us!

Soap took another truck gunner, then another took its place beside us.

Captain Price: Right side! Right side! Hold on! Hang on!

We began to reach the extraction point, Trucks and such flipped over all around us. Colliding

Captain Price: Nikolai, drop the bloody ramp! We're coming in!

We began to pick up speed, I actually had hope for a moment in seeing the plane, silly me.

Enemy trucks pulled up right in front of our jeep.

Blood trickled down the drivers seat, I cringed at the sight of Rook.

Captain Price: Soap! Rook is down! Take the wheel!

Soap reached forward with his left hand and took ahold of the steering wheel, he steered past all the enemy trucks.

Captain Price: Aim for the ramp!

Nikiolai's plane was in sight, the ramp down and engine sputtering.

Soap steered to the best he could, the jeeps wheels touching the ramp. And they were in. "Look out Makarov" Carly whispered

OOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh SNAP!

Hahaha hey thanks for the reviews! They inspired me 100%+ Hey you asked for a longer chapter….here ya go!

So I have some exciting news so what, I got a poodle puppy! So sorry for the story being on hold, she took up some time.

I hope this action/fluff chapter was good? I worked like 3 days on it… (z_z)zzzzzzz

I won't take flames! So if you throw and insult at me I'll throw it back at you and shove down your throat! Sorry for violence… just crabby at the moment.

Anyway I found a transcript for the mission and it helped….IMMENSLEY! Anyway please R&R and PM. Will another 141 member survive a certin something? (Not who you think)

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-Gina * 3*