Hello I'm Astaroth and this is my first story that I've ever posted. I should WARN YOU! I suck at grammer and I try to fix it as much as possible. Even my teachers say that I'm a lovly writer, but my spelling and grammer need a lot of work. So please don't review me and say it sucks eggs because I already know. Anywho onto the summary. . . oh um this is a RaidenOC. . .

Raiden is going through a tough time and runs to his close friends, Snake, Otacon and Crystal Mackintosh, for help. Will he run into more trouble or simply find what he's always wanted. Based nine months after the "Son's of Liberty"

Astaroth: I don't own anything of Metal Gear it belongs to Hideo Kojima, but I do own Crystal Mackintosh A.K.A. Chris.

Raiden's Angel

-Knock Knock- Three A.M. sounded on Crystal Mackintosh's townhouse door.

She rolled over in bed and looked at the clock. "Oof . . . this better be good . . . ," She stated as she got out of her for poster bed and grabbed her bathrobe.

When she reached the door, the knocking had become a pounding. "Alright, alright, hold on just a second." She shouted as she began to undo all her locks, "You know normal people sl . . . Raiden?" Crystal looked at her friend with concern. This blonde haired man, who was normally strong and level headed, looked shaken."Raiden, are you all right? What's wrong?" She asked as her British accent came to her in full blast.

"Chris, can I stay here for a few days?" He asked her quietly.

"Certainly, come in." She ushered him into the living room on the first floor. They both sat down on her couch in silence. They sat that way for another three minutes in an awkward silence, "So, Raiden, how are you and Rose doing?"

He flinched at the sound of his soon to be wives' name. Raiden put his face in his hands, "God, I shouldn't have come here."

He stood up to leave, but Chris stood up in his path, "Raiden you're my friend and something's wrong. Let me help you."

Raiden looked down directly into Chris's blue eyes as a tear fell from his face. "Chris, she's blaming me . . . "

He broke down right in front of her. She led him back to the couch. "What is she blaming you for?"

"Our child is a stillborn . . . She said she never wanted to see me again and she hated me . . . " He was shaking so bad he could barely stay on the couch.

"Oh, Raiden, I'm so sorry . . . " Chris rubbed his back in a calm rhythmic motion. Raiden looked at her face and saw her crying as well.

She wrapped her arms around and let him cry onto her shoulder. "Raiden you can stay here as long you need. I promise you everything gonna work out, ok."

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Snake fumbled through his keys at five A.M. in the morning in front of the Mackintosh townhouse. It was nice having a niece so close by. He smirked at the thought of Chris being his niece.

When he first met Chris she was only fresh off the line. She was a messenger when codac wasn't able to be used on certain missions.

The third time he met with her she was crying so hard that he was seriously considering calling Otacon for help, but when she saw him she immediately stopped to give him the message. When asked what was wrong she merely said it was nothing.

Snake being the kind man that he was asked again and she broke down. Ever since then he's been Uncle Snake and whenever some sort of trouble with her Uncle Dave.

He quietly shut the door behind him and walked down to his room. After he took a shower and changed into some regular clothes he passed through the living room and saw Chris sleeping on top of Raiden.

He cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow in question. He sighed with displeasure and continued into the kitchen.