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Chapter 13

The feeling of his lips on hers made Malloy's head spin. She could feel his grip tighten around her back pulling her closer, their chests pressing against each other. Malloy ran her fingers through his Mohawk, the kiss getting more passionate their lips pressed hard on each other. Her mind exploded; she was enjoying the moment with a million questions buzzing in her thoughts, 'Was Charlene right? Did she feel something for him that even she didn't realize until that moment? Is this wrong?' Her thoughts and actions were interrupted as the door swung open.

"Lisa, do you have the-?" said Price stopping in mid-sentence.

MacTavish and Malloy broke apart instantly both looking the opposite way embarrassed.

"What did you need, Price?" she said in a low voice.

"Ferelli's file," he replied staring at MacTavish who was avoiding his eye contact.

Malloy did not take a lot of time to find it as everything was organized and in its place. She handed him the file and Price thanked her as he walked out closing the door behind him. There was an awkward silence in the room and Malloy did not have any idea what to do or say.

'Goddammit,' she thought.

'Shite, what do I do now?' thought MacTavish thinking about his next move. "I'd better go. I'll see you later."

"Yeah, sure," she said blushing again and he exited the room.

'Very smooth; very bloody smooth,' he thought to himself angrily. He shouldn't have done it, things were already getting complicated. He couldn't resist her, he was waiting a long time to pluck the courage to ask her out or tell her something but he always choked. Now that the time was perfect to make a move, he was interrupted by, of all people, Price. He entered his room and there was Price searching for something.

"It seems that you have a habit of searching through people's things, Price," said MacTavish.

Price turned around and said, "I am looking for Ghost's report."

MacTavish went to search for the file and handed it to him but Price did not move.

"So," Price started looking at the files and then back at him, "what happened back there?"

MacTavish was taken by surprise. He did not imagine Price to discuss the matter further and did not know what to say.

"It was nothing," he finally said.

"Nothing? It looked like something to me," Price said staring at him.

MacTavish stared at him; it seemed that the old man was irritated by what he saw.

"Listen, son, you can do what you want; it's your life after all," he said moving closer to him, "However, if you hurt her, I'll hurt you, understood?"

MacTavish was a bit in shock to hear him say those words. Price was always over-protective even if he wouldn't admit it.

"Yes, sir," said MacTavish and Price went out of the room with the files in his hand.

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"Fuck! This is not happening!" said Malloy to herself, banging her head softly against the wall. Williams entered the room with a bottle of water in her hand and stared at Malloy for a moment.

"Girl, what the hell are you doing?" she asked confused as she went to stop her.

Malloy stopped, turned to her with a pouting face and said, "MacTavish and I kissed each other."

Williams stared at her with her mouth open and Malloy closed it with her hand.

"I was right!" she cheered but was serious after seeing the look on her friend's face. "Why are you feeling this way? It's great, no?"

"No, it is not," said Malloy in a sad voice. "First of all, it's against the rules; secondly, it will be awkward when I'm around him; thirdly; Price walked in on us."

Williams replied, "First, fuck the rules; second, you're mature adults you'll work it out; third, are you fuckin' serious?!"

Malloy nodded. "We were... you know... and Price opened the door asking me about a file."

"Ouch," said Williams her eyes wide pursing her lips. "Listen, right now the most important thing to do is clear it with Soap. Do you intend on taking it further?"

"No way, Fox. Come on; think about it the only time we could afford going out together would be in the middle of a battle. We don't have time for a relationship," said Malloy imagining her and Soap cuddling in the middle of a firefight. She shook off the idea from her head.

"I don't agree with you. Lisa, we're all human and we all have needs. So what if we're soldiers? We're still women! We still put on make-up when we go out; we still dress up and we still have feelings. I would give it a chance if I were you," Williams said grabbing her bottle and went out of the room leaving Malloy more confused than before.

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The day after, the E.T.F. and some of the 141 were on the helicopter on the way to Russia all geared up wearing snow cameo and a parachute. The women had their grey adjustable balaclavas below their chin so that their face is uncovered.

"We're connected. General Shepherd, you're online with Captain Price," said Soap.

"Welcome back Price. I see you're already back in the game," said Shepherd.

"I needed some practice, sir," replied Price.

"Let's get back to business. America is in ruins, Makarov's using it as a scapegoat. Furthermore, the Russians managed to crack the ACS making everything worse. What is this image I am seeing on my screen Price?"

"Let's say that this is our own distraction, sir."

"Price get your head on straight, you've been locked away for too long. Our main objective is eliminating Makarov. Do not forget that."

"We need to end this war today, Shepherd. There's no time-"

"That's an order! You have to-"

*Beep*

"Hmm," said Price, "looks like we lost our connection," Malloy smirked.

"Ok, we're here. Let's go!" shouted Soap indicating the team to parachute. The women pulled up their balaclavas and wore their protective eyewear which was resting on their helmet. Ghost, Roach, Price, and Soap went first and the E.T.F. followed them. The visibility wasn't clear so everyone got separated when they landed.

"Price, I cannot see Roach on my satellite feed," said Soap through his earpiece. "I can see Red, Allen, and Daniels near Ghost to the far east. I lost Shadow and Fox as well. Collins is with me."

"I got Roach with me, Soap," said Price.

"Fox and I landed about 15 miles, East-South-East from the base," said Malloy. "We'll meet you there."

"Roger, we will regroup if we have the chance. If not, proceed with the mission," said Price.

"Copy that," replied Malloy and started moving with Williams to the objective.

"It's fuckin' cold here," said Allen.

"Welcome to Russia," said Red moving with Ghost.

"Contact at our 12," said Price looking through his scope, "Five men armed with rifles and a German Shepherd."

"I hate dogs," said Malloy and Soap together.

Williams chuckled but stopped immediately when she saw Malloy glaring at her. She could only see her eyes under the balaclava but their stare was enough to shut her up.

"I got six men armed with rifles and frag grenades," said Ghost and turned to the women, "we'll eliminate them together." They nodded and got in position and started firing with M14EBR equipped with a suppressor.

"He's down," said Allen.

"Tango down," said Daniels.

"He's dead," said Red.

"We're clear, let's move," said Ghost.

They managed to get closer to the sub until they heard Price shouting, "We've been spotted! Go loud!"

"Roach use the Predator to take 'em out!" shouted Soap.

Roach was managing the Predator and start taking out hostiles and enemy helicopters.

"Watch your fire! Friendlies at your 12!" shouted Ghost as they approached the others.

"Where are Shadow and Fox?" asked Price.

"We're coming at your six Price," replied Williams. "Where's Soap?"

"He's on the other side with Collins," replied Price. "Soap, we've managed to regroup and we're moving up."

"Roger that. We're moving to your position now."

"That's a lot of soldiers," said Collins firing back.

"Stay frosty Collins. Don't worry, I got your back," said Soap reassuring her. She was the youngest in the Task Force and everyone was a bit protective of her. MacTavish knew that Lisa took care of her well and he didn't want something bad happening to Collins.

"I'm entering the sub now," they heard Price saying through their earpiece. "Cover me. I'm gonna need a few minutes."

"Roger," said Ghost, "Roach follow me!"

"Two trucks incoming!" shouted Malloy. "Roach, take 'em out!" A few seconds later, they see an explosion.

"Multiple targets eliminated. Good work Roach," said Soap.

"Thanks, sir," replied Roach.

Soap was concentrating on eliminating the enemy when he heard a scream a few meters away from him. He turned sharply, shocked to see what had happened and saw Collins on the floor, a small pool of blood surrounding her upper body.

"Bollocks!" said Soap running towards her panicked. "Collins is hit!"

"Damn! I'm coming to your position. Stay put," said Malloy and turned to the others and told them, "Cover me!"

"We got your back," said Ghost and she sprinted off.

MacTavish dragged Collins from her vest to safety while laying suppressing fire. He pulled down her balaclava so that she could breathe easily. He examined her left shoulder where she was shot, her eyes wide with fear looking at him.

"You're going to be alright," he said patching her up. He saw Malloy approaching their position while firing her weapon at the enemies.

"What happened?" asked Malloy going down on her knees near MacTavish to examine the wound.

"I was careless Captain, I'm sorry," whispered Collins her eyes tearing up.

"It's ok Collins, focus on staying awake," said Malloy and noticed Collins' eyes were drooping.

"Collins, wake up!" shouted Soap gently slapping her face and her eyes tried to open.

"Lainey! If you close your fuckin' eyes I'll kick your ass from here back to America!" shouted Malloy and Collins' eyes opened up. Malloy let out a sigh of relief and turned to Soap.

"We need to cover this position for now until Price is finished, then we'll carry her to the exfil point," said Malloy and MacTavish nodded. He felt guilty that he did not manage to protect a fellow soldier from harm. They thought the worst had passed until they heard Ghost shouting and panicking.

"Price! Do you copy? The silo doors are open! I repeat the silo doors are open!"

"Good," said Price with a satisfied voice.

They saw missiles launching in the air everyone with their mouth open looking up.

"Proklyatiye (damn)," said Red astonished.

"Price! What the fuck?!" shouted Williams angrily into her earpiece.

"We got a missile in the air! Code Black, Code Black!" shouted Ghost anxiously.

"Let's get the hell outta here," said Malloy placing Collins up on her shoulders and turned to MacTavish, "Cover us."

MacTavish nodded and said, "Let's move!"

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Back at the base, the soldiers were tense and could not understand Price's actions at all. They were at the mess hall trying to eat something but the majority of them were just playing with their food. Malloy was at the sick bay with Collins and MacTavish and Ghost were in their room. Price was by himself and nobody was talking to him. All of a sudden, Williams' mobile started ringing.

"Hello?"

"Yo Charlene, it's Tammy," said the voice on the other end.

"Tamara? Are you calling in the middle of a fight?!" exclaimed Williams hearing loud crashes and explosions.

"Yes and no. We're in a building taking cover from falling stuff."

"Hold on I'll put you on speaker," she said as Malloy walked in and sat near them. Williams turned to Malloy and said, "It's Tamara, she's calling from Washington."

"Tammy, what's up?" asked Malloy.

"Not much. It looks like the sky is falling that's all. We're waiting for the Rangers to regroup and move up."

"Sky is falling?" asked Allen confused.

"Apparently, missiles neutralized numerous Russian hostiles. It saved our fuckin' lives; it's like something sent from above." At that moment they all looked at Price and he smirked.

Williams sighed and said, "Thank Price Tammy, because he was the one who launched it your way."

"I'll buy him some cigars when I see him. I can see Sergeant Foley, I gotta go; Semper Fi little sis'."

"Semper Fi Tammy," smiled Williams and hung up.

Williams and Allen got up and walked to Price and both hugged him. He was surprised at this action but hugged them back.

"What was that for?" asked Price confused.

"For saving my sister," said Williams.

"And my comrades," smiled Allen.

He nodded at them and continued eating. They both smiled and went to their quarters. Malloy got up and followed them outside. Back in her office/room, Malloy was writing the report on the mission.

"Who would have guessed about Price's intentions huh?" asked Williams as she was playing with her mobile on the top bunk.

"Price is a wise man; he always knows what he is doing," said Malloy as she typed away on her laptop. "I need you to do me a favor. Can you please take these papers and have Ghost sign them?"

"Yes, sure," she said as she slid down and took the papers from her. She went into the next room and knocked.

"Come in." Williams opened the door and entered the room.

"I need you to-" she started but stopped in mid-sentence as she stared at Ghost. He was wearing just green pants and his torso exposed revealing a sculpted body and scars. He had messy short brown hair and a smooth-shaven face, his hazel eyes staring back at her.

"Let me get a shirt," he smiled as Williams realized that she was staring and started to blush.

"What did you need Lieutenant?" he asked putting a white shirt on.

"I... um... Malloy needs some signatures from you," she stammered handing over the papers.

Ghost took a look at them and started signing them noticing Williams was looking down embarrassed he smiled and said, "Is there something wrong Williams?"

"No, everything's fine," she said staring at him and added, "Is it normal to greet people half-naked?"

Ghost looked at her and smirked, "Have you never seen a man without his shirt on?"

"The point is that at least you would have the decency to put something on before letting anyone in," she said crossing her arms.

"I did not know that the Marines were so touchy."

"We're not. We're tough as hell."

"nd yet, you freaked out because you saw a man without a shirt," he said mocking her.

Williams gritted her teeth and said, "Just sign the papers so I can go back to my room."

Ghost handed her the papers and she started to walk to the door when he said something that irritated her.

"I believe that what I said at the bar was true. You are a sucky Marine," said Ghost to her back.

She stopped and turned around slowly. "What did you say?"

"You heard me," smiled Ghost. "Come on, I saw you during the mission. You were sitting behind a container and let us do all the work. Is that what they teach you in the Marine Corps?"

"You! How dare you?!" exclaimed Williams angrily. "Marines are one of the most skilled branches in the world!"

"Oh?" he said walking towards her, his face inches away from hers. "Then prove it."

"What do you have in mind?" she smiled maliciously.

"A small competition between us. Let's meet outside and we'll decide there."

"What's the catch?" she asked.

Ghost paused for a moment, thinking about it. "If I win, you'll have to run around the base with a half-top and shorts."

Williams stared at him and asked, "And if I win?"

"Well, if you win I will buy you coffee and a big piece of carrot cake."

"You remember from when I told you at the bar what my favorite cake is?" asked Williams surprised.

"Of course," said Ghost, "You thought I wasn't paying attention?"

"No, it's because it looked like you were spacing out. I now realize that's just how your face looks like," she said smirking.

"You won't laugh when I win this," he said.

"It's on, Brit!" Williams said poking his chest and went out. She went into her room and Malloy was concentrating and writing and looked up to see who came in.

"You look angry," said Malloy as Williams threw the papers on her desk and went to the wardrobe.

"That jerk told me I wasn't doing anything during the mission and stated that all Marines are like this," she said as she changed into black track pants and a grey jumper with 'US Navy' on it.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

"He challenged me to a competition to see who the best is."

"And what's in it for you?" asked Malloy chewing her biro.

"He'd have to buy me coffee and carrot cake."

Malloy started laughing softly and Williams turned from her mirror to face her.

"What?"

"Ghost's cunning. A subtle way to take you out on a date," smiled Malloy.

"At least I'll get cake. That is the most essential thing in this competition," she said going out slightly slamming the door behind her.

Malloy shook her head and still smiling continued to work.

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