A/N: Hello everyone! In this chappie I will do some stuffs... I will try to get Roach back soon... Hehehe...

*MyLittleRobin is my muse!*

The Ghosts and the rest of the 141 sat outside the infirmary, waiting for news on Ghost. Everyone had been kicked out, even Archer and Toad. Apparently Ghost needed surgery, so they had been waiting for about 2 hours now. The 141 all stared intently at the door, hoping it would open but dreading the news that would come with it. No one dared to get up, not even to change or go to the bathroom... that is, until Soap's phone rang. He sighed and walked away to answer the call.

"What?" He snapped.

"...Is this John MacTavish?" A voice asked.

"Depends on who's asking."

"Yeah, well I just thought you might want to know that I found Gary."

He nearly dropped the phone in shock. He held onto it with shaking hands. Someone had to be messing with him. Even if they found Gary, how would they have known to call him?

"W-what?"

"I found Gary, are you not one of his captains?"

"I am... b-but..." He stuttered.

"Well did you want him back?" The voice asked sarcastically.

Damn it. They were probably going to do that ransom shit and he didn't have time for that.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Luke Murray. I'm a friend of Gary's and he told me to contact you if anything bad happened involving him. I'm pretty sure this fits the bill."

"What did you do with him?"

"Ummm... I fixed him up. I would let you talk to him... but he's sleeping right now and trust me when I say, that kid needs all the rest he can get."

"Is he okay?" He asked, his voice cracking.

The others were looking at him, wondering what the hell he was talking about.

"Well... he's alive. He's hurt really bad and has moderate hypothermia, but he'll survive, I can promise you that. But I was wondering... what happened to him?"

"He was captured by a guy named... John, I think it was." There was a gasp on the other end of the line, but he missed it in his excitement.

"Where is he? We looked everywhere..."

"Northern Vermont. I can bring him back to you, but I need a location." The man sighed.

They talked for a few more minutes and it was arranged that Luke would bring him back in 2 days. Luke would also be staying with them for a while to make sure Gary didn't have any issues. They said goodbye and hung up.

"Who was that?"

"What's wrong?"

Everyone asked curiously.

"Someone... Someone found Roach..."

Everyone's eyes grew huge and they jumped up from their chairs.

"What?!"

"Where is he?!"

"Is he okay?!"

"What happened?!"

He put his hands up and told them to be quiet.

"A friend of his named Luke Murray find him. He's in northern Vermont right now."

"Is he okay?"

"Luke fixed him up, but he's hurt really bad and has moderate hypothermia."

"Wait... how did this guy know to call you?"

"Yeah, what if he's just messing with you?"

He shrugged and said, "He sounded sincere enough and if he's messing with me, then when he gets here I'll torture him to death."

"...When he gets here?"

"Yeah, he's bringing Roach back in 2 days."

Roach silently laid in the hospital bed, thinking about everything. He was still shaking, thanks to the hypothermia. It was 2:33 in the morning and he hadn't slept a wink. He couldn't. He felt so awful about everything. Tears came to his eyes when he thought about Ghost. His best friend had been hurt because of him. He felt like he was just a bother to everyone. The only thing he ever did was cause trouble. His team always had to come and rescue him, when really they shouldn't have to waste time on him like that. He was only ever going to be a bother. A burden that slowed everyone else down. The thought was like a knife, carving its way into his heart. It hurt. The tears slowly spilled down his cheeks. After a while, Luke came in to check on him. He did that every couple hours, which only made him feel more like a burden.

"Gary? Why are you still up?" He asked, his voice filled with concern.

Roach sniffled and shook his head in response.

"What's wrong?"

Luke came and used a hand to wipe the tears away as he sat down. He ruffled his hair with a smile, but Roach still didn't answer.

"Does something hurt?" He asked, glancing at the clock.

"N-n-no..." He answered, his voice wavering.

"Well then what's wrong? Is it something that happened in the past few days?"

"Mhmm." He hummed with a nod.

"Gary, I want you to be honest. Does... does it have to do with John?" He asked, trying to be careful with his choice of words.

Roach's head snapped up and he looked at him with tear filled eyes. He nodded and broke down, tears racing down his pale cheeks, not even reaching his chin before they were replaced by new ones. Luke sighed sadly and sat on the side of the bed, pulling Gary's shaking form into his arms and rubbing his back comfortingly.

"Shhh, it's okay. He's gone now and I won't ever let him get near you again."

He felt Gary nod into his chest. They sat there like that for a while. Gary was so upset. Luke knew why too, which only saddened him more. He knew how Gary thought, how his point of view was different from others in certain situations because of what he had experienced. He probably thought he was a burden to everyone. That he slowed them down and bugged them, which wasn't true at all. They loved him, phobias, insecurities, and all.

That's probably why he was crying, because he felt bad.

He felt tears gather in his own eyes at the thought. Gary had a tendency to blame himself for things that were unavoidable.

At around four in the morning, the crying and sniffling ceased and were replaced by soft snoring.

A/N: *cries hysterically* THAT WAS SOOO SAAAADDDD! OMG I'M GONNA CRY SO HARD! WAAAAAAHHHHHH! IF YOU DON'T REVIEW I MIGHT JUST CRY MYSELF TO DEATH! T_T