A/N: Hey! So... I have no clue what this chapter will show. Depends on how I feel, lol. Enjoy...

When it's in italics, that means they're speaking in Korean. I'll tell you if it's something else like a flashback or nightmare.

*Marioexpertken helped me with ideas, so they get credit! Whoohoo!*

Luke set Gary down at a table in the vacant cafeteria. He quickly turned on the lights and sat down beside him, hugging him and trying to calm him down. He was gasping for breath and tears were coursing down his cheeks. It was so sad, he was shaking and Luke could tell his ribs were hurting because his breathing was too fast. He knew this was a panic attack and it would only get worse if he didn't do something.

"Shhh, it's okay. Just breathe."

Gary whimpered and buried his face in his shoulder. Luke ran his hand through his hair and whispered comforting words to him. After a while he calmed down a bit, his breathing slowed and he wasn't crying as hard. Luke just rubbed his back and sat there with him.

"Was... was it about Charlie?" He asked gently.

He felt Gary nod and he sighed.

"You wanna talk about it?"

Gary hesitated, then moved his head to rest on Luke's shoulder.

"W-we were playing a-and having fun. He h-hugged me and said he l-loved me. Then I t-tried to move back and h-he moved with m-me. Then my hands felt w-wet and I pushed him back to look at him. There was a... a k-knife in his chest and we were c-covered in blood..." He trailed off and started crying again.

"Gary... you need to tell your friends. They're all really worried about you and if you bottle up things like this it's gonna tear you apart."

Gary shook his head and said, "N-no. They won't like me when t-they realize I k-killed poor little Charlie..."

Luke grabbed his head and forced him to look at him.

"It was not your fault! You couldn't have prevented it even if you were there, so stop blaming yourself."

"B-but I left him alone with J-John...!" He cried, burying is face in his hands.

"You shouldn't have had to stay around and protect him all the time. If John was a good father, he would've provided for you guys and taken care of you. But he didn't. He chose to start drinking and abuse you guys instead, and that's not your fault. You can't control what decisions he makes or what he decides to do. There's nothing you could have done, so it's not your fault. You got that?" He asked, staring intently at his face.

Gary sniffled and nodded.

"But if I tell them, they'll see me d-differently. They'll g-give me these looks like t-they pity me and I hate that." He whined.

"Well I'll tell them not to do that. But man, you gotta tell them. They'll find out somehow anyways. I'm actually surprised they haven't already. Would you rather tell them and have them understand or have them figure it out and misunderstand what happened?" He asked.

Gary shook his head. He definitely didn't want them to misunderstand.

"I... I'll think about it..." He said.

Luke nodded, knowing that was the best answer he was going to get at this point.

Ghost nervously sat in bed playing with his fingers. Roach hadn't been back for a long time and he was really worried. What if something happened to him? He sighed and told himself that he'd be fine. He didn't believe it for a second though. His head immediately snapped up when everyone except Roach and Luke entered the room. Tears filled his eyes. Where was Roach? Archer looked at him and his eyes widened. He ran over to him and grabbed his hand.

"What's wrong? Why are you shaking?" He asked worriedly.

He hadn't even realized he was shaking.

"Luke ran off with Roach and didn't come back..." He said, his voice cracking on the word 'Roach'.

Archer smiled at him and said, "They're just talking. Roach is fine."

Ghost nodded but still looked worried. He shuddered thinking about what had happened the last time Roach was out of his sight...

"Do you know what Roach's nightmare was about?" Kick asked.

Ghost looked at them and said, "He was screaming about someone named Charlie... who's that?"

Everyone looked at each other with shocked expressions. They hadn't expected that.

"We were told that Charlie was his younger brother but that's all we know." Logan answered.

"I didn't know he had any siblings."

"Oh hey, I've been meaning to ask you. What did John and Dan ask you about when you were taken with them?" Price asked.

Ghost shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"Dude, it's rude to lie." Hesh said, crossing his arms and glaring at him.

"I'm serious. They didn't ask me about anything. I don't know about Roach though, we were separated the whole time."

They all looked for signs that he was lying, but there were none. He was telling the truth.

"They really didn't ask you about anything? What kind of an interrogator does that?!" Keegan asked in awe.

"I don't know. It was weird. It was almost as if they were just torturing us for fun..."

"So you didn't see Roach the whole time?" Soap asked curiously.

"I didn't see him, but they made me listen instead. They locked him in a room that was 5 by 5 feet wide and c-completely dark." He said with a shiver.

Everyone gasped. They all knew about Roach's claustrophobia and how bad it was. Sometimes he even had random panic attacks because of his anxiety.

"Shit, that must've been bad." Toad said quietly.

"No wonder he's so edgy." Archer said.

"I know, he like thoroughly examins each room before entering it."

"Thats how h-he broke his foot. He was trying to g-get out." Ghost said, a tear slipping down his cheek.

Suddenly Luke walked in with Roach. Ghost's face immediately lit up and he smiled. Roach looked bad. His cheeks were blotchy and tear stained. His eyes were bloodshot and red rimmed as he nervously peered around the room, his eyes searching for exits. Luke set him down in his bed right beside Ghost's and he pointed a finger at him.

"Think about what I said." He said quietly in a language that none of them knew.

Roach nodded and looked down at his lap.

"Woah, what language was that?" Kick asked curiously.

He didn't bother to ask what Luke said because he knew he wouldn't get an answer.

"Korean." Roach muttered.

"Damn kid, how many languages do you speak? So far I've heard German and Korean..." Merrick asked.

Roach looked at him and said, "How'd you know I can speak German?"

"I told them about the Nazi incident." Luke explained.

"Ah, I see. I think just know 10 languages... but I kinda lost track. I need to get back in touch with my contacts..." He sighed.

He hadn't talked to any of them since all of this shit started.

"You can talk to them tomorrow, but you're not meeting up with any of them." Luke said simply.

"I know." He replied sharply.

Luke gave him a look that said, 'Don't argue with me' and he dropped his gaze to the floor.

"You okay?" Ghost asked.

"'M fine."

There was an awkward silence that settled over the room. Roach broke it.

"Are we all just going to sit here and stare at each other?"

"I don't know... there's nothing to talk about..." Ghost said with a shrug, wincing as his arm throbbed.

"What time is it?" Roach asked with a yawn.

All eyes moved to the clock on the wall at the other side of the room.

"Ummm... it's four A.M." Soap said with a laugh.

Roach sighed. "That's wonderful."

"You going back to bed?" Luke asked him.

Fear flashed through his eyes for a split second, then disappeared.

"Fuck no."

A/N: I know, shitty chapter. I apologize for my shittiness... that sounded weird, lmao. Please leave me a review! It seems like everyone disappeared all of the sudden... REVIEW! :)