Melody and Yuri had lain there for a good ten minutes before she began to feel conscious creep back to her as she began to lightly feel her injuries. The next thing she heard was a distant scream. She couldn't make out the owner of the voice but she knew he sounded terrified. Her eyelids fluttered lightly as someone threw the wooden panel off her back and gripped her side and turned her over. That's when the newfound pain sunk in. She gasped loudly and weakly tried to feel her stomach. Tears poured down her face and she began to sob loudly because she knew there was no way her baby could've survived that. She prayed, for the first time in forever, that her thoughts were wrong and let her have just this one miracle. She then heard Price's voice sweep her face and snap her into reality and what had just happened.

"Look at me. You're fine." He said touching the woman's shoulder.

He quickly checked her but he didn't have to search far to see the pool of blood around her and the large rip in her side. His eyes widened in shock as Soap appeared before him, running with all his might and jumped over Yuri's body, who was still on the ground to reach Melody. He ran over towards her and quickly sat on his knees beside her. Then as sudden memories flashed through her mind, she remembered that Makarov had said something before the bombs went off.

"Yuri my friend, you never should have come here." He had said.

With what little strength it had left, Melody's heart set off into a weak rapid beating as she realized that her friend Yuri had known Makarov. She began to wonder what stunts they had pulled together and why he was there. She then wondered if Makarov had sent him because of what she had done all those years ago when she was just a marine.

She felt two strong arms lift her up and began to carry her away. Through barely opened eyelids, she looked up to see the wary and pale face of her 'Scotland'. She weakly gripped his collar and leaned her head closer to him as she muttered something in audible breaths.

"Yuri… Makarov… he said." She mumbled out.

Soap was too worried about her that he hadn't heard her muttered attempts of trying to tell him what she had plotted together in her head.

They began to move down the street with RPGs, gunfire, and other heavy artillery firing at them as MacTavish carried to severely wounded Melody in his arms. The constant movement only made her wounds worse as she leaked blood over MacTavish's arms and shirt. Her hair stuck to her forehead with sweat and she bit her lips and clenched her teeth to keep from screaming which she knew would just put him through more pain than she was in. And she didn't want him in pain; she would much rather endure it for them both. Or in this case, for the three of them. Melody knew she wasn't going to make, just as accurate as she was with Kamarov even though that was an obvious theory. Her hands weakly pressed against her stomach trying to hold back the blood and avoiding the baby because she didn't want to be heartbroken if she couldn't feel his heartbeat anymore. They moved off the streets and onto the back of a store building. MacTavish put her down by the dumpster so she could lean against it for support as he looked over at Price who was reloading his gun. Yuri stood in between the two, occasionally glancing behind to make sure no one had followed them yet. Another obvious fact that weren't 'out of sight; out of mind' to the Russians. Price looked over at MacTavish as he tried to force a pistol into her balled fists and stroking her hair and telling her everything was going to be fine. Though she dared not say it, she thought that was a total lie and he should know better than to lie to himself.

"It's not safe here. We have to move." Price said looking over at Melody who tried to mutter something to them.

"Just patch me up. Get me back in this." She said trying to hold the pistol in her weak and shaking hands.

"C'mon!" MacTavish said forcing the woman from the ground placed an arm around her waist while the other was wrapped around his neck.

"We need… Nikolai…get us out." She muttered.

They ignored her muttered attempts and Price kicked the door with his foot and they were inside the storing room. Price went in first and then MacTavish with Melody at his side. She could barely feel her feet and her legs were like she had no bone or muscle. Her arm slid from his neck and she fell into the stacked boxes beside them. She felt a large amount of blood leave her body again and saw the blood-stained boxes as MacTavish lifted her up again.

"C'mon, Melody. You can make it." He said in her ear.

"Yuri. Take point and cover them." Price said looking over at the two then at Yuri.

Yuri immediately took off through the door and ran through the break room and into the main room of the store. He was met with a group of Russians in the store and more appeared on both sides of him. He quickly took out the one in front of him then turned as he heard a bullet barely scrap him. He turned and went through the right door of the break room and took out the one behind the door and continued to move around there. He took down two more that hid behind either walls or doors. As he looked for the three others, he saw them standing in front of the door. One Russian kicked the door and immediately went to shoot at them, wounded first. Before he could lie on a finger on the trigger Melody used whatever strength she had and raised her gun and forced her finger to pull the trigger. She shot him in the head quickly then nearly dropped since she had used all her strength.

MacTavish scoffed at her. "Nice shot, Mells." He said in her ear.

She weakly smiled. "I can still teach you a thing or two, Scotland." She said with a weak laugh.

He smiled at her then he started to carry her across the street towards the statue in the corner. "We're moving up to the statue!" MacTavish called out.

"Keep 'em off of us." Price called out to Yuri who was also firing at the appearing Russians.

Yuri obeyed and began firing at the Russians that were coming up the road on foot and were trying to aim at MacTavish and Melody since they were easily seen from the statue as he tried to attend to her. As Yuri and Price fired at the Russians, Melody gripped Soap's collar and forced him to look at her. She knew she had to tell him the truth. The secret she was keeping now and that it was no secret that she was going to die. But the only question on her thoughts; was it even wise to tell him this if I'm going to die anyway? She didn't care, she had to tell him.

"John. Look... at me." She said, brown eyes sparkling with fresh tears.

He glanced at her and took out a Russian nearing them then focused on what she was trying to say.

She just looked up at him and tried gain enough strength so she could get it all out. "John… I have to tell you something." She paused taking a deep breath then continued slowly. "It's a known fact that I'm going to survive this so you have to listen to me and promise me you'll do what I say." She paused again and placed shaking, weak hands on her stomach lovingly. She looked up at him hoping he would understand what she was trying to tell him because she was too tired to speak. He just stared at her, but she could tell he was slowly understanding.

"Promets-moi que vous pourrez protéger mon petit Écosse." She said in French to hide the secret when she realized she wasn't really ready to say it aloud.

He tried to gather what she was saying but was angry because he didn't know the language she used. He knew it was French but he didn't know the meaning. Melody placed a thickly blood-stained hand on his cheek lovingly and smiled at him as tears made dirt-tracked streaks down her face. She prayed that her baby would somehow make it even if she didn't live to even see or feel him.

MacTavish spotted someone from the corner of his eye on the roof and quickly took him out. Once he doubled check to see that the area was clear, he bent down and carefully picked up Melody in his arms. She moaned softly and tried to wrap an arm around his neck.

"We can't stay here. C'mon, this way." Soap said holding her firmly and led the others toward a building behind them. Yuri and Price made it over in time as a group of hostiles appeared behind them on top of rooftops and an AC-130 helicopter behind them. Soap quickly kicked the door of the office building. As they move through the building, Melody gasps a chocked breath. She realized that she was having trouble breathing. She hadn't known her wounds also involved an injured lung. She knew for sure she wasn't going to make it.

"Through here, let's go!" Soap yelled.

Melody gripped onto his neck and tried to tell him something through hissed breaths.

"John… I have to say… just in case…" She paused trying to breath but was stopped as a finger came to her lips.

"Sshh, you're going to be fine, Mells. Just hold on, you hear me? Promise me you'll keep holding on." He begged, tears glistening on his eyelids as he took in her pale, sweaty, chocked face in complete terror. His instincts told him that there was no way that she was going to survive this, while the other part of him that loved Melody refused to believe it. He wasn't going to let her go that easily.

She hissed in more chocked breaths as they continued through the streets behind the large office building.

Yuri and Price engaged more Russians as they appeared on the streets and when the area seemed clear they pushed on. They continued to do this as they crossed through a building and across the street towards a basketball court.

"They'll…just keep coming." Melody forced out, trying to tell them it was no use to do all this.

"Don't stop! Keep moving!" Price yelled behind them.

Melody furrowed her eyebrows and closed her eyes tight as she felt his movements press and make her wounds even more painful. She just wanted it all to stop because she knew there was no way for her to make. There was no way for both of them to make it. She began to cry at the thought, glad that it looked like just painful tears.

"Just leave me, John!" She forced out through sobs.

"No! I'm getting you out of this!" He said aggravated that she was giving up so easily and aggravated that he was going to lose his Melody. He looked over across the street.

"Head for that building to the northwest!" He ordered.

Soap moved as fast as he could with Melody as he heard more enemy fire come behind them.

"Behind us! Cover our six!" Soap yelled out as he moved on to take Melody to the building.

Price and Yuri turned to take out the incoming hostiles that appeared from the back streets. Melody lay there, struggling to keep her heavy eyelids open, but was tempted as she heard familiar voices and comforting faces telling them that it was going to be alright; that the pain would go away if she gave in to the blanketing darkness. She could see her old friends, Steven, Shaun, and her cousin Mallory. She grinned as she saw Ronan's face.

'You always knew how to keep me waiting, Mouse.' He said with one of his crooked smiles; using her call sign which he had always used before since it was so strange.

She thought it would be nice to be with him and all her lost loved ones. She didn't love Ronan like she loved Soap, but she loved him like a brother. She smiled greatly as she heard a melodic sound. Charlie's laughter. She could see them; he was with his older sister and his mother. She was glad that he had finally had them, all the love he could desire.

They cleared the area and started cutting through the basketball court. Melody rolled her eyes weakly to see where they were going.

"Soap! UAZ!" She breathed out.

Soap advised the UAZ, but grinned as he realized that they had made it to the Resistance soldiers.

"We made it, Melody! Just hold on!" He said happily stroking her hair comfortingly.

They cleared the basketball court as the UAZ drove in and more infantry had moved in. Yuri had turned to fire back at them as much as he could as Resistance soldiers came over and carefully picked up the injured building and began to carry her into their building. Soap stayed at her side as they carried her with Price a step behind.

"We got her! Just fall back!" The Resistance leader said to Yuri.

Yuri ran into the building with Price and Soap and stood back as they began to move a barely conscious and barely breathing Melody towards a table.

"Clear the table!" Price ordered placing his gun on his back. He was just as equally wary of the girl's survival as Soap was. He had known her since she was young. It was hard to think of the young girl he had first seen, who was so full of life and rosy cheeks, to this older version whose lips and face were pale and looked so helpless.

Since Soap was too busy holding her left gloved hand in his and stroking her hair with the other, Yuri stepped over and placed both his hands on her hip and upper abdomen where most of the bleeding was taking place. He watched as his somewhat friend who had trusted him thrust about in Price's attempts to warily check her body. She weakly lifted her head to look up at Price and tried to recover some air to tell him her burning secret about Yuri.

"Price…Yuri…" She muttered.

"Not now, Mouse. Just rest." He said using her call sign which showed his was beyond wary. He looked back at the soldiers behind him. "Get a medic! C'mon, stay with me, Marie!" He said shaking her slightly. Melody jokingly thought that he was going to burst into hysterics since he used her middle name. She hissed in some breaths then weakly reached out and gripped his collar with a weak grip. She lifted her head slowly to fully look at him, brown eyes rimmed with red and pain to meet his light blue, identical to Becca's.

"Price…You need to know…" She muttered.

Price looked at her face with a slight wary frown. He reached up to grip her small, thin hand with his as she weakly pulled him closer to her.

She took in three deep, hissed breaths then reopened her closed his to look him straight in the eyes. "Makarov…knows…Yuri." She said.

Both his and MacTavish's eyebrows furrowed at her words. She weakly pulled her hand back to her stomach lovingly then looked over at Soap. She smiled at him and continued to look at him for a moment. Soap continued to grin back at her thinking that she was still alive, but when they both noticed she was going far too long without blinking; that's when his heart started to pound like a drum and he gripped her hand and looked into her glassy brown eyes.

"Melody? Mells… Oh God, no no no, Melody! No! Please!" He burst into furious and sad tears as she didn't move at his attempts of waking her.

Even Price tried to hide the tears that formed in his eyes.