One year later after awakening from cryo sleep:

"Alright 'Hollywood', it's just a retrieval mission. You can do this on your own; in fact, you can do this with one hand behind your back!" Felix was encouraging California as the Pelican ship was near landing. "Yeah, thanks…" Cal grumbled, "This place feels familiar, but it's just the snow." The mission was 'retrieval'; the subject was: Agent Maine's body armor. California was dropped off at a Freelancer base. He felt as though it was kinda good to be back near a Freelancer base, but it wasn't so good for him in his situation now. California hid behind a rock as some of the troopers were talking to colored troopers. He can make them out as the colors of red and blue, and 2 black armored soldiers were lying on the snow, motionless. "Can't see from here, but the one next to the solid black solider was… Wash?" his heart throbbed and sank, "No… No way, it can't be Wash!" California got a bit closer by hiding near another rock. He was next to some other troopers that kept looking at a malfunctioning piece of equipment. "What do we do with this?" one of them asked, "Just put it in evidence, its junk anyway." The other responded. Ok, just gotta go get Maine's body, nothing more, nothing less- His train of thought was thrown off by the sounds of the red and blue soldiers hopping on Hornets and flying away; making yelling noises as they flew. He could've sworn he heard a loud annoying yell, "We'll find you Church! I know I will, your all-time best friend!" California breathed, as that scared him a bit and dashed away as no one looked. He got a grapple and a hook, and then fired the silenced shot into the cliff's side. A line strapped though, and did a little climbing over. With one long breath drawn, he closed his eyes and let go of the cliff. He really wanted to yell, he couldn't control it. So he shut off the radio, this would muffle out his voice in his helmet and screamed; "SON OF A BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!"

Not a second later, Cal hooked the side, stopping his fall. "OK… whew, ok, ok, ok, ok … Time to take, ahem. Take a dive." Just 3 feet about the water's surface, California prepared a little jump into the water and jumped in. His armor heated up to counter the cold water, "Ok Maine, where the hell are you?" He looked around, his helmet lights came up. California saw a jeep caught on parts of ice. "A cable, which leads to…" he saw a body at the other end, "There you are!" Maine's body was moving a bit, seemed to be drifting along the small current. Cal got to him, unhooked the body, and swam up; along that, Cal got back to the hook along the side and hooked Maine to it as well. "Rest in peace Maine, I heard you were a fantastic soldier." The twosome slowly were pulled by the small gadget at the top, the search parties were about to head to a safer way down to try to retrieve Maine's body. As soon as they were out of sight, California's grapple made the twosome reach the top. "Geez you're heavy." He rested the body on the other side, "Damn, alright, I got him." A Pelican came to pick them up. "We got the package, I repeat we got the package." A trooper reported in. "And the retriever?" the radio chimed, "Yes sir, the retriever is reported back alive." The ship closed and flew off, and then the other troopers near the water looked up. "Did you hear something?" one of them asked, "I don't think so."