A/N: Ugh... I didn't get my reviews... But who cares? I certainly don't, because angst makes me happy and this story will be really angsty so I will live! :3

The man they were sent to capture was unconscious. Now the rest of their job would be easy. He sighed contentedly as he tied the man's hands and feet together and gagged him. With a grunt of effort he picked him up and told his companions it was time to get going. They hurried down the fire escape and headed for the woods, where they would meet up with a pilot who was coming to take them back to base. He thought about the mission. The man's partner had made their job a whole lot easier by splitting up with him. Instead of having to fight one while you knock out the other, they just had to grab the man and go. It wasn't as hard as they imagined it being, but then again, it was three against one. Not really what you'd call a 'fair fight' but who said life was fair?

They had been walking for about half an hour when they heard a muffled groan. The man was awake. That was the downside to using chloroform, it was quick and effective but the effects didn't last long.

The man gasped as he realized he was unable to move and was being carried by an unknown person. He struggled and tried to yell for help, only to realize he was gagged.

"Stop that." The man who was carrying him said, clearly annoyed.

That only made him struggle harder. He looked around and could tell they were in the forest, but he couldn't see any familiar landmarks (that could be because he was upside down...)

"I said to stop moving!" The man said angrily.

He glared at him and continued his futile attempts at getting loose. The man sighed and without warning, threw him on the ground. He winced in pain as he hit the ground hard. His two companions stopped to watch. The man pulled a syringe with a yellowish liquid in it from one of his pockets and jabbed it into his neck before he could do anything. He hissed in pain and jerked back slightly. He squirmed uncomfortably and the man put a hand on his shoulder to keep him still. The man put the empty syringe back in his pocket and watched his eyes, waiting to see them glaze over to show that he wasn't conscious anymore.

After about a minute or so, everything started to get blurry. The trees that surrounded them turned into a massive blob of gray and white. Slowly the colors got darker and darker until finally, they faded to black. The man saw his eyes glaze over and checked his watch. They needed to move. They were supposed to be at the exfil point in 10 minutes. He picked the man up again and they continued on, his companions trailing behind him to make sure it looked like no-one had been here.

They reached the exfil point right on time and got on the helicopter. The man wasn't supposed to wake up for at least 6 hours, but just to be careful they handcuffed him to one of the seats. They should be back at base in about 5 hours, which gave them plenty of time to rest, but he didn't feel like it. He was too excited to sleep.

The team had searched the whole building and every square inch within a 2 mile radius, but they couldn't find any signs of which direction they had gone. The only things they had found were Roach' s weapons, dog tags, and radio, which was smashed into a million pieces.

"What are we going to do?" Archer sighed.

They had just regrouped after doing a complete sweep of the area. Now they were all sitting in the main room on the first floor, trying to figure out what their next move should be.

Suddenly Toad jumped up excitedly saying, "Wait! Remember when Roach first joined the 141? Didn't we give him a tracker?"

"You mean the one in his arm?"

"Yeah! Do you think he still has it?"

"It's worth a shot, I guess. But with our luck, I doubt it." Ghost said, reaching for the laptop they always brought with them in case they needed to use it.

He brought up the files and found Roach's, which contained the number of his tracker- 82177. He typed in the number and searched the location and a red dot appeared on the screen. It was almost 4 miles away.

"Alright, let's go. He's probably long gone by now, but there might be something there that'll help us find him." Price said, standing up and heading for the door.

20 minutes later...

They were almost there. It was really cold here. The snow melted off the long curved tree branches and fell to the ground. The trees were gray with no leaves on them. They had already fallen off for the remainder of the year. Everything was covered in white, there wasn't anything else in sight. Just snow and trees on and on and on, until they reached the horizon in the distance.

His eyes scanned the area, searching for possible enemies. Then he stopped.

"Hey. Over there..." He said, pointing to a large bright red spot in the snow. Surely that wasn't what it looked like...

"This doesn't look good..." MacTavish said, quickening his pace.

They jogged to the spot and didn't like what they saw. It was a puddle of blood. The blood was shockingly bright red in the snow. It wasn't large enough for someone to have bled out- probably just a large cut. Right by the blood, there was a small round object. Ghost slowly reached out and picked it up, sighing in disappointment when he realized what it was. It was Roach's tracker.

"Well, that's bloody wonderful." He said, holding it up so the rest of them could see.

"Oh, shit."

"How did they know about that?!" Toad said, clearly confused.

Ghost looked at him and glared. "Do I look like mind reader to you? I don't know how they knew about it!" He snapped.

"Hey! Calm down, we'll figure this out. We should head back to base. There's nothing else we can do here, he's gone and we won't be much help by just standing here like a bunch of idiots. Let's go back to base and look at the surrounding territory and see where they're most likely holed up. That's our best bet."

Everyone nodded agreement and they called Nikolai to come pick them up. Within the hour, they were headed back to base. He just hoped they could find him before it was too late.

Thankyou to MyLittleRobin! That is the only person who has reviewed out of like 82 people! I NEED MORE REVIEWS. LIKE RIGHT NOW. RIGHT NOW! By the way, there will probably be a lot of torture and blood and gore (that's why this is rated m) so I'm just giving you a heads up! :D