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"You have a kid, Lt?"
Simon laughs, shaking his head. He opens the door further, letting him into the warm home. There's a picture I've the mantle of a wedding. "Nephew." 5/5
"You have a kid, Lt?"
Simon laughs, shaking his head. He opens the door further, letting him into the warm home. There's a picture I've the mantle of a wedding. "Nephew." 5/5
Soap didn't know what he expected, but a toddler on Simon's arm wasn't it. 4/5
Soap didn't know what he expected, but a toddler on Simon's arm wasn't it. 4/5
"I'll go," Soap volunteers. Wants to- needs to- find out what happened. Simon doesn't talk about his family. 2/5
"I'll go," Soap volunteers. Wants to- needs to- find out what happened. Simon doesn't talk about his family. 2/5
The details?” When he shook his head, Price opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled an envelope from it. He offered it to Soap. “Take this with you, burn it when you’ve read it.”
Soap hesitantly took the sealed file, not opening it. Wouldn’t until Price told him to, or he was alone.
The details?” When he shook his head, Price opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled an envelope from it. He offered it to Soap. “Take this with you, burn it when you’ve read it.”
Soap hesitantly took the sealed file, not opening it. Wouldn’t until Price told him to, or he was alone.
The scotch made some sense now at least. Soap hid his grimace behind the glass, taking a sip. He wished it burned, but it was too nice of a bottle. “Not everything,” Soap said, feeling off balance. “Ghost was captured, betrayed by his CO, tortured, left to die, and then lost his family.”
The scotch made some sense now at least. Soap hid his grimace behind the glass, taking a sip. He wished it burned, but it was too nice of a bottle. “Not everything,” Soap said, feeling off balance. “Ghost was captured, betrayed by his CO, tortured, left to die, and then lost his family.”
It wasn’t empty yet, but close. “I gave Simon the option, you or Gaz, he chose you.”
Soap blinked. “Sir?”
“How much do you know about Simon’s past?” Soap opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when Price held up his hand to stop him. “Before the 141. Mexico,” he clarified.
It wasn’t empty yet, but close. “I gave Simon the option, you or Gaz, he chose you.”
Soap blinked. “Sir?”
“How much do you know about Simon’s past?” Soap opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when Price held up his hand to stop him. “Before the 141. Mexico,” he clarified.