Five years later

"GET A MEDIC!"
"Da, it looks like we have company Captain Price, they're coming for us!"
"Argh, just patch me up already"

Those were the only words Ava heard as she entered the chaotic room, the first thing that caught her eye was Soap whimpering in pain. The man that trained her, mentored her, and who she considered her best friend was fighting for his life as bruises and blood was covering majority of his body. She knew that Soap was a tough one, but her heart bled just watching him in this state. She rushed over to him and took a good look at him, if he didn't get the proper medical care soon there was a chance that they could all lose him. His eyes were closed but tears were leaking down his face, the man she cared for the most was in so much pain.

"Where does it hurt, Captain MacTavish? I need to know which wound is causing the most pain to your body." The medic asked, but all he did was curse under his breath and groan.

"Soap, where is the pain?" Ava's voice was firm, but horse from holding back her tears. Soap's eyes shot open once she spoke "I know it hurts, I'm here. We are all here!"

"My bloody stomach… that bastard sh—"he groaned

"Stop talking, save all your energy and keep fighting." Ava watched the medic operate on him. Soap grabbed her hand and tried to speak but he couldn't. Having her support somehow became his reason to keep fighting and remain awake.

"Do whatever this man says!" Nikolai yelled at a man with tattoos all over his arms and a shaved head holding a M4A1 assault rifle and pushed him towards Price. As orders were given and shots were being fired, Ava felt blood splatter all over her right side, when she looked the medic was shot dead.

"Get down!" Price yelled and threw her an AK-47 riffle. She inserted a mag and headed towards the balcony where the man she'd never met before was. She took a few shots before hearing Soap call out in pain.

"Hey I got this, go in there and help Price!" She looked over at him and smiled. He nodded and left her side.

"Give him the needle!" Price ordered. 'Oh hell, he's going to hate this.' Ava thought as she overheard.

"ARGHHH, AVA?" Soap called her name out in pain.

"Hold on Soap, I'm a little busy here!" She called out, once the courtyard was clear, she ran inside and insisted that they moved now.

"Yuri, Ava, take point!" Price ordered as he loaded his riffle. Ava looked at Yuri and nodded at him, looks like this is the new recruit!

After securing the perimeter, they were able to board the chopper alongside a wondered Soap who was adapting to his injection. He lay across the seats with his head resting in Ava's lap; this was the only place where he felt that he could rest comfortable.

"You're going to be alright son, just rest now. That needle Yuri gave you should ease the pain until we get to the safe house." Price said.

"Who the hell is Yuri?" Soap mumbled.

"Ex-Spetsnaz; the only man I know who hates Makarov more than I do. Nikolai had him in his Loyalist Army and called him his best man, now stop talking and rest" Price said.

Soap wasn't sure about Yuri, although he wasn't sure about Ava either when she first joined the team. He always worried that the new recruits would do something to mess up their cover, or what if there was some sort of baggage that he needed to know of? It took Soap 2 years and nine months to fully trust Ava, and ever since then they had become inseparable. Even though Yuri saved his life, he still kept his guard up.

"Ava…" he groaned moments later.

"You heard the man, you need to rest now shut up." Ava gently placed her hand over his mouth and looked over at Yuri. "It's going to be pleasure working with you Yuri. My name is Avariella." She didn't smile this time, but her eyes were warm and welcoming.

"It'll be a pleasure working with you as well, Avariella." His thick Russian accent had Ava's stomach tied in knots and her mouth watering as she was hypnotised. She tried not to blush but she couldn't help it, Soap groaned which made her snap out of it.

"Enough chit-chat, you'll have enough time to get acquainted when we land." Price snapped.

Ava smirked while Yuri stared at her; he wanted to know how someone so small and kind-hearted became a part of his take force. But he didn't care, all he was looking forward to becoming a part of the strongest disavowed team and hunting down that son of a bitch, Makarov. He took one good look at Ava again who was looking out of the window, he has to admit it; he was satisfied and excited about the thought of getting to know her.