Impatient Ghost stride up and down the corridor which led to the infirmary. They got back at base only twenty minutes ago and he waited full of sorrow for the doctor to call him in. Every now and then he looked up to the watch only to see how slowly the minutes pass. What took them so long? He sighted heavily and slumped himself in a seat, looked out the window and tried to stop the tremble of his legs. He propped his elbows on his upper legs and put his head in his hands, shaking his head. He began to think about what had happened.


He ran as fast as he could downstairs and through the corridors of the building. He needed to find the room his Captain was in quickly. He had seen Julia on the screen, entering the room and pointing a weapon to Soap. He was sure he had to stop her from shooting him. Why was she doing all this anyway? Was she still in love with Andrew? Or had he brain washed her? Has she chosen to be on Andrew´s side? Did he really fool himself by thinking she was one of the good? He shook his head, now it wasn´t the time to think about that. He had to find this fucking room. As he heard a shot he froze momentary in his movements, staring shocked in the air.

Oh no, please not. He thought and started to run again.

Ghost turned around a corner, where he met Meat, who was part of the Team that came through the tunnel. As Ghost past him he could hear Meat yell that they had cleaned the whole building and he asked him what was going on. But Ghost didn´t response, he just kept on running and turned the next corner. Around it he saw Price standing in a room, yelling. Ghost´s heart beat faster; came the shot he heard from Price. He slowed down as he entered the room and looked at the situation in it; he swallowed hard, what has she done?


"Tango down." Scarecrow announced, looking back to Price.

"Good, that was the last one!" The Captain answered, contacting Mac to tell him they had cleaned the area behind the main entry.

"Mac? Do you copy? Were done here." Price said into the comms.

"I hear you Price. The other Teams cleared their way too. We have sixteen tangos down." Mac replied.

"Sixteen? And we had twenty heat signatures? That means if we don´t count Soap and Julia, two of them are left."

"You´re right Price. Wait a sec, Roach´s calling." Mac told him and went static. Price waited impatient for his commanding officer too call him back.

"Price?" He heard the frantically voice over the comms.

"Yes Mac?" He asked nervous, what made his friend so upset.

"Roach told me Andrew´s in a room trying to kill Soap and Julia is with them as well. The room´s not far away from your position. You just need to follow the corridor on your right and then turn to your right, there´s the….."

Price didn´t listen to the words his commander told him anymore, his attention got caught from a shot that´s been heard. Price cursed and started to run the way Mac had told him. He feared for the worse; had they killed his friend? He quickly passed the corridor and turned to his right, where he saw an opened door and in the room behind it was someone standing with one arm stretched out. Price took his pistol out, entered the room and pointed the gun to the head of the person in front of him, yelling to drop the gun.

The person in front of him was shaking but didn´t follow his orders. He yelled once more and felt someone´s running into the room, standing next to him. Price leered to the person on his left and recognized it was Ghost, who looked shocked to the middle of the room. Price followed the Lieutenants gaze and saw a lifeless body lying on the floor and another person by the side of the dead. Price widened his eyes, turned his gaze back to the girl in front of him and yelled once more to her to drop the gun down. Meanwhile Meat and Scarecrow entered the room and took care of the third person in the room.

Slowly Julia lowered her arm and let the pistol slide out of her hand. Price took the chance and kicked the gun away, still pointing his gun on her head. He exchanged a quick look with Ghost, lowered his gun and put it back. Price took a deep breath and stepped forward to the lifeless body on the floor, crouched down and checked if he could feel a pulse on the bodies' carotid. He touched it with three of his fingertips but as he felt nothing he looked up to Ghost and shook his head.

"What have I done?" Julia whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks, as she slipped down on the floor.

Ghost looked at her painful and did the only right thing to comfort her. He kneeled down next to her, pulling his arms around her and consulted her into his chest. He felt her fingers clutch into his vest, tears of pain running down her face. Ghost hold her tide, stroke her head and rocked her back and forth, as if she was a little child, which needed to calm down. Ghost turned his gaze back to Price, who contacted Mac and told him they needed a transport back to base…


The memory of Julia´s emotional breakdown made Ghost´s heart sadden. He never before let the pain of one person touch him that easily and still he didn´t understand why she had done it. Was it her plan to shoot him? Did she do it for revenge? What had he done to her in there? The trembling uncertainty killed him, how long had he to wait to talk to her?

He stood up again, looking at the watch. 30 minutes since they were back. He sighted in frustration as he stepped up to the window and looked out. The weather was as much depressing as he felt right now. It snows heavily and the wind was blowing strong. Ghost looked into the darkness and wondered if he should go away from the infirmary, he needed some rest. Maybe Price was right as he told him to wait outside, ´cause he was too troubled and would only handicap the doctor´s work. He hadn´t slept well in the past few days and now he felt mentally and physically exhausted. He took one more look towards the infirmary door, before he turned around, ready to leave.

He almost was out of sight as the infirmary door opened and the doctor came out, calling his name. Ghost stopped walking, turned around and stepped up to the doctor.

"You can come in." The doctor told him and headed back inside the infirmary.


Ghost stared at the door one second, before decided to go in and followed the doctor. Slowly he walked through the main corridor, from which all the treatment rooms could be reached. He looked at every single room, only to recognize they were all empty. He turned his attention back to the doctor, who slipped into a room, talking to someone. Ghost stood in the door frame with a little smile. In the room was Roach, surrounded by Anna, who acted like Roach was going to die. She argued with the doctor about Roach´s therapy and that she doesn´t understand why the doctor didn´t keep him in the infirmary, to keep an eye on his wound.

"Fine! If you don´t keep him here I´ll take care of him." Anna finally stated and sat down next to Roach.

"What?" Roach asked her surprised.

"You heard me. From now on I will be your personal nurse." Anna told him smiling.

"But…" Roach was about to protest, but shut up quickly as Anna shot him a killing glance.

"No Refuse. I´m going to stay with you night and day, understood?" Anna asked or let´s say ordered him.

Roach hung his head, mumbled something and didn´t refuse. Ghost chuckled lightly; even if she had wanted to Anna couldn´t hide she was Price´s daughter. Headshaking the doctor left the room again and gestured Ghost to follow him. Both went to the next door, in which Julia lay in a bed, staring to the ceiling. The doctor told her that Ghost was here and left the room again, leaving Ghost and Julia alone in the room. At first Ghost didn´t move an inch from the door frame, he just watched her, recognizing she didn´t look at him. As she didn´t response after a while, he took a seat next to the bed and carefully he put his right hand on top of hers. Thereupon she closed her eyes and started to tremble on her whole body.

Ghost thought about remove his hand from hers but as he tried to twitch back Julia tightened her grip on his hand, opened her eyes again and locked eyes with him. Ghost recognized the tears building up in her eyes again, slid closer to her and caressed her arm. Both sat there in silence for a few minutes, till Julia finally began to speak.

"How´s Roach doing?" She asked weak.

"Good, his injury isn´t that bad." Ghost answered and tried to smile.

"How you´re feeling?" He asked her and watched her swallow hard.

"I don´t know. Right now I don´t feel anything." She answered and looked back up to the ceiling.

Ghost just nodded and squeezed her hand, making her look back at him. Ghost felt she wanted to ask him something.

"What´s wrong? Do you want me to leave?" He asked her, but she shook her head frantically.

"No, please. I don´t want to be alone right now." She stated with a shaking voice.

"There´s something you want to ask me. What is it?"

Julia took in a deep breathe, searching for the right words. "How is he doing?" She asked concerned.

"Is Soap alright?"