„Here we are. " The man, who introduced himself as Andrew stopped the truck in front of an old building.
Soap got out of the vehicle and looked at the building, he knew where they were. In there he got his ribbon for his courage on the battlefield and got promoted as a Captain. He wondered why he should meet his life-saver here, the building was closed since five years. He glared at Andrew with a questioning look.
"What? Something's wrong?" Andrew asked him recognizing his glare.
"Why is the meeting here?" Soap answered.
"It was her choice she said she wanted to meet you in a place you have good memories with."
Doubts still lurked in Soaps mind but he didn´t say anything and followed Andrew into the building. They walked side by side in silence and Soap´s doubts grew bigger every step they took. He was sure something was wrong in here. He put one hand in his pocket to check if he had his pistol with him. He felt the cold barrel and relaxed a bit, he could defend himself if it gets too dangerous.
They made their way through many corridors, all dimly lit, till they stopped in front of a brown wooden door. Andrew pulled a key out of his jacket and unlocked the door with it. He held the door open and let Soap pass by into the room. Soap stepped in and then he felt a strike on the back of his head, which made him loose his senses and he fell hard to the floor.
As Soap came round again he felt light pressure on the back of his head. His head hurt and he needed some time to remember what was happening. He had taken some steps into this room as he suddenly blacked out. Did Andrew do this? Why should he? Wasn´t he the one he said he is? What was going on here? He was lying on the floor and to move his arms and legs but couldn´t ´cause they were bonded with a rope. He mumbled in anger. He was a strong man, this ropes couldn´t hold him back. He moved his hands accurate and tried to open the knots, but they were made by a professional, he tried really hard but they didn´t cut.
"Stop trying this, it´s no use." Soap heard a voice from the back of the room.
He turned around and saw a girl, sitting on the wall, looking at him. He wondered who she was and why she was kept in here. He also recognized she wasn´t bond. He just wanted to ask her who she was as she stood up and walked straight up to him. He followed her with his eyes and wondered why she checked the part of his head which got hurt. He felt the pressure on his head reduction and watched her holding a pad covered with blood. She chucked it away into a dustbin, which was funnily enough, in the room and took a new pad, which she pressed against his forehead and fixed it with a gauze bandage.
"Why are you doing this? You don´t even know me." Soap asked her as she was done with his head.
"It´s my job and I know you. You´re John MacTavish call sign Soap. You´re leader of Task Force 141 and Captain of Ghost and Roach." The girl said and sat down on the floor.
"What?" Soap couldn´t believe his ears. Now he even more wanted to know who she was. He studied her, thinking if he knew her but her face didn´t seem familiar. Maybe she was from another Military Team he used to work with in the past. No, he shook his head. There were never women around. The only chance for him to get to know he she was, was to simply ask her. He cleared his throat and tried to smile friendly at her.
"You know a lot about me but help me remember. Have we ever met before?"
She shook her head.
"Not exactly." Was her short answer.
"Well, then tell me, who are you?" He asked looking her deeply in the eyes. He felt that she was getting nervous. She avoided his glance, turned her head to the side, let a sigh escape her lips and started to talk.
"I am…"
"Mac? What´s wrong with you. You look worried." Price asked his friend, recognizing his look.
"I need to make some calls." Mac answered and left the room.
Price wondered what was gotten into his friend. He never saw him this nervous. He turned his gaze back to the freeze frame, which showed the mysterious soldier, thinking if he knew him. He was sure he saw his face somewhere but couldn´t remember where it was.
"I know his face." Ghost spoke up and Price looked astonished at him.
"You too?" Price asked.
"He seems familiar to me as well but I can´t remember where I have seen him."
"The same here Sir. I´m sure I saw him on a picture but that's all." Roach admitted.
"Wait here. I´m sure Mac knows who he is." Price told them and left the room.
He quickly went to Mac´s office and could hear him talk to someone on the phone. He pressed his ear against the door to eavesdrop what he was saying but only understood some scraps of the conversation. He heard words like "Andrew", "Capture", "Rescue", but couldn´t pull them together. He waited a few minutes till Mac hang up the phone and stepped into the office. Mac, who was bended over some papers got startled as Price stepped behind him and glanced at the pages, seeing various numbers written on them.
"Never do that again John. I don´t like it when someone is sneaking around in my office." Mac said and continued to read over the papers.
"Who´s Andrew?" Price asked, still looking down at the pages.
"The man who captured Soap." Mac simply said and began dialing a number from the pages.
"Where do you know him from?"
"He was part of my first Back up Force."
"I thought all of them died?"
"And so did me." Mac turned around and looked Price in the eyes.
"John, I have to make some more calls would you please leave me alone? I´ll explain everything to you later but right now I have to figure out if she´s save."
"Who do you mean?" Price asked and as Mac was about to answer him Worm came running into the room, telling them the Police officer was here to show them something important.
Mac shot Price a look that said him he couldn´t go now and so Price followed Worm and Mac stayed in his office. They went back to the conference room and as they entered it the Police officer laid different kinds of jewelry, covered with plastic packs, on the table.
"We found this in the pockets of one man you shot at the factory. Does anything belong to your daughter?" The Police officer asked Price.
Price walked closer to the evidence and looked over it. He stopped as he recognized the bracelet he gave Anna as she was a kid. He took it in his hands and nodded in the Officers direction. The Officer nodded back and Price took the bracelet with him, he wanted to give it Anna back later.
"What about the other stuff?" Poet asked.
"I don´t know, that´s the only thing I´m sure that belongs to Anna." Price answered.
"If you want to take a look you can." The Police officer stated and all the soldiers gathered around the table, to look at the things lying there.
Most of the men shook their heads and told the Officer they never had seen any of this, but Ghost was sure he knew the necklace, which was lying there. He tried to remember where he had seen it, he wasn´t around any women the last couple of months, but he was sure he saw it not long ago. He contemplated over a minute but couldn´t remember. He sighted heavily as an email was sent to the main computer in the conference room. Price stepped up to it and clicked a few times, before he knitted his eye brows together and looked up from the screen.
"Someone had send us a visible picture of the one who captured Soap." Price spoke and within a second the picture was projected on the big screen of the conference room.
They saw a man in his early twenties with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was thin and smiled friendly on this picture and his face was a perfect study. In the lower left corner of the picture was a date.
22.03.2010
The picture was already seven years old. Ghost studied the picture exactly, he knew he had seen him before but where? He was pretty sure he knew this picture, he tried to recall the memory and as he looked to the necklace again and then back to the man the scales fell from his eyes. He now remembered who´s necklace it was and where he had seen this man but this was impossible.
"Ghost? Are you okay?" Roach asked him concerned.
"Roach. You said you know his face don´t you?" Ghost asked his friend.
"That´s true why do you ask?"
"Don´t you remember where you have seen him? Think about it."
Roach first looked confused at him but then he turned his head and began to study the picture. He looked intensely at it for a few minutes till it crossed his mind. He looked back to Ghost with eyes wide open.
"Ghost? What does this mean?"
"I don´t know." Ghost just answered thoughtful.
"Hey you two, what´s wrong?" Archer asked and everyone looked at them.
"Do you know anything about him?"
Roach shot Ghost a glance and nodded his head.
"We don´t know him personal we only heard stories about him."
"Who told you about him?" Now it was Price who asked.
"Well, we told you about the nurse we met in the Russian hospital right?" Roach asked and Price nodded.
"She is or rather was his girlfriend."
"What? What did she tell you about him?" Price rose his voice and got closer to Roach.
"Not much. She said he was killed in 2011."
"Really? Maybe she´s his accomplice."
"No, she´s not." Price turned his head and saw Mac entering the room.
"How do you know that?" Price asked full of anger and approached the General.
"She got captured too." Mac answered acidly and Ghost couldn´t believe what he heard.
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This bastard captured Julia too?
