December 13th, 2012

Sitting on top of a roof in a small town outside of Belgium in the cold next to an old man was not what MacTavish planned on doing, especially when they're considered to be "look-outs" while they both wait until its dark outside to "rescue" some girl. He trained to fight, not to be a watch dog.

"What kind of patrol mission is this, old man? What happened to the guys who are supposed to do this, I don't even remember agreeing to this." MacTavish turned to Captain Price; the one who has stood by him since day one and the one who he can somewhat call a friend.

"Whatever I do, I have the right to make you come along. Got that? Now stop your whining and pay attention." Price lit up a cigarette and passed the lighter to him. "We're here because this girl has been in hiding for quite some time now, ever since her family was assassinated."

"She's in some type of danger or something?" MacTavish took the lighter and lit up a cigarette himself.

"Well partially, most people believe that she's being kept there because she could be in danger but the truth is; she's the dangerous one. This girls name is Avariella Suriello, she knows how to hold her own they say, and she's always putting her face in trouble. The ones who are keeping in hiding said that they try protecting her but she's tried breaking out several times, that's when I stepped in and said that if she doesn't want to stay protected and thinks that being in danger is for her then, she should join my force." A proud smile spread across his face.

"No way, don't be stupid. She doesn't have any training and if she's known for acting out, she'll be slopping on the field." Mactavish shook his head.

"Trust me Soap, everyone is slopping on their first few experiences; you were all over the place, spraying bullets everywhere because your aim was terrible. But you got better, and I know that Suriello will get better. In fact, the way they described her, she could be a weapon." Price said; MacTavish could tell he was already having mental visions.

Before he could get a word out, he put the cigarette to his mouth and looked over to the building. The street lights were turning on as the sky got darker; it was almost time.

"If they know you're coming for her, why do we have to break in and kidnap here while everyone is asleep?" He realized that part didn't make any sense.

"'Cause she'll think it's more surreal, she isn't aware of what's happening so why not give her a little taste of what she'll have to be doing for the rest of her time?" Price smirked, but then they both froze when they heard tiny foot steps behind them. MacTavish slowly reached over for his gun, but that's when he heard her voice.

"You know, that whole lying business isn't gonna fly with me if you expect me to be in your force. Trust is very important to me." Her voice was so harmonic and pure, yet it had a dark side to it.

The men both turned to her at the same time, but of course Price was the first to talk while MacTavish stood back and observed.

"Where the bloody hell did you come from?!" Price yelled.

"I broke out; I think that's pretty straight forward. I found out about your plan this morning when some of the guards were talking about it, it's like they wanted me to know due to how loud and obnoxious they were being." She smirked. "So, I thought I should throw you and your partner off your guards. Smart, right?" She smiled, and when she did they could notice that her eyes were sparkling.

"Avariella, I don't know if I should be furious with you for unexpectedly breaking out of that center or happy that I don't have to go down there." Price growled, when he noticed she wasn't going to say anything he looked behind him and nodded. "Now, I would like to get the hell out of here and back to the base, looks like you'll be training her sooner than expected. Let's move." Price said as he walked past the both of them, all Avariella did was shift out of his way. MacTavish could tell there was some type of fear of reality on her face.

All he could do was stare at the little girl in front of him, and until now he still couldn't believe she was going to be a part of the Task Force; MacTavish wasn't in the mood to argue with Price in front of her. Neither was he happy about the idea of training her because he knew she was going to be one hell of a challenge.