Aaron was in her office getting everything organized when she finally found the ability to move from her frozen stature after Soap kissed her. Soap kissed her. Soap kissed her. Why was all Aaron could wonder. She kept replaying what he said in her head over and over. "I would go for a girl like you any day." Aaron guessed that he heard her talking to Nikolai the night before. A million things were going through her head but in the end all she could think about was Soap kissing her. She hasn't been kissed like that in such a long time and boy was he good at it. Like really good. It made her feel weak at her knees and cause her stomach to fill with butterflies. A smile formed on her face at the memory when a ringing noise caught her attention.

OOOOO

Soap sat in the helicopter with his gun between his legs as his mind focused on Aaron and the fact that he kissed her. More importantly that she kissed him back. A half smile appeared on his face at the memory, but then remembered how he just walked away afterwards. He didn't know what else to do. His smile faded thinking that left a bad impression of him. Kiss and leave. That's real gentlemen like.

"Soap!" A British voice half yelled. Soap turned his head and looked at Price. "We're closing in on the drop point." Price informed him and the others. "Get ready to rappel down." Soap and the others stood up and hooked onto the ropes they'd use to rappel down to the ground. Once they were clipped on, Price gave the okay to Nikolai. "I'll be nearby for any assistance my friends!" The Russian replied.

"You always are!" Price replied falling back out of the chopper. The others followed, but Nikolai stopped Soap. "Try to stay alive!" he told the Scott. Soap scoffed and fell out of the helicopter, rappelling down to the others.

Once they were unhooked from the lines, Nikolai took off and the team readied their weapons. "The base is three miles from this point." Price informed the team. "We'll hoof it from here. I'll get Aaron on the line a while." Just the mention of her name made Soap smirk a little. He saw Ben looking at him oddly and quickly erased the smirk from his face.

"Aaron we're three miles from the base." Price told her through the radio. "What's waiting for us?"

"There's the normal patrol and the helicopter just finished its first round and will be circling around again in a few hours." Aaron's British accented voice replied. "Anatoly is there with his lieutenant looking over some deliveries Fregata flew in to them late last night."

"Where will he be?" Soap asked.

"Most likely his operations room, but I have Parish keeping tabs on him." Aaron replied.

"Stay on the line, just in case we need you." Price ordered Aaron.

"No problem." She replied.

In her office, Aaron pushed the microphone of her headset up, but kept it on as she brought up the team's location on the big screen. She tracked their movements as they progressed through the abandoned city quickly and quietly. Even though she was doing her best to focus on the mission, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen when Soap came back.

Thirty-Five Minutes Later

Price and the team arrived outside the safe house after getting by the patrol and he got back on the radio with Aaron.

"Where are we going next, Lass?" he asked her.

"Keep going the direction you are. There's only a few stray patrol and then the security check. You'll have to find a way past that." Aaron informed her captain.

"Remember who you're talking to Lass."

Aaron rolled her eyes and watched as the team progressed further to the safe house.

At the security check Soap and Ben took care of the guards using their knives and hid the bodies in the small one room building where they were positioned. "Remember go in, find Anatoly, and get out." Soap reminded the team. "Just another day at the office." Price said as they walked onto the safe house grounds.

"Alright the security isn't as heavy as usual." Aaron radioed through. "Most of the soldiers are upstairs so the downstairs is clear. There's a staircase down the hall on the right from the entrance. Use that to get upstairs."

The team did as Aaron said and the stairs took them straight upstairs where they stopped behind the door. "What's waiting for us on the other side, Aaron?" Soap asked.

"Russians. I count seven standing around." She replied.

"On my count." Price told his team. "One…two…three." On three Price burst through the door and shot the first Russian he saw that was a few feet in front of the door. Soap was right behind Price and took out another Russian to his right. The other three team members which included Ben, Henshal, and Murray from Aaron's original team.

They cleared the hall no problem and then rushed down towards the next set of stairs. "You and Parish are our eyes and ears here Aaron what do we have coming?" Price asked.

"They heard the gunshots, there's a group coming from upstairs. Find some cover now." She informed the team. Soap kicked in a door to the one room and took cover behind the wall while the others found cover of their own.

"Anatoly can't get out of here alive!" Price yelled as the Russians came down. "We need to push through them!"

As the Russians came down the stairs Soap and the others were able to eliminate them quickly. "Anatoly is retreating to another room on the top floor with his lieutenant and just called for an immediate extraction. You need to get to him now or he's going to get away." Aaron informed the team. "I have an idea." Soap said as he pulled a grenade from his chest, pulled the pin and threw it at the crowd of Russians. It went off and majority of them were blown to bits. "Let's get to him before that chopper does!" Price half yelled as he lead the team towards the stairs that led to the top floor.

The team was stopped at the second floor by another swarm of Russians and it delayed them slightly. Soap took cover behind a turned over desk as he reloaded and Aaron came over the radio again. "The chopper is less than two minutes out and Anatoly is on the roof. You have to get there now!" she updated the team. The team threw the rest of their grenades and then hightailed it up the stairs to the roof.

The team got onto the roof just as the Anatoly boarded the helicopter. Soap took aim and took the shot at his head, but the bullet only grazed the side of his face, causing his cheek to rip open. Then the chopper took off and flew away. "Damn it!" Price yelled. Soap heard Aaron sigh through the radio and a frown formed on his face.

"Where do you think he's heading?" Soap asked Price.

"We'll find out." His mentor replied succinctly.