Hi everyone. =] There are not a whole bunch of slashy fictions of this pairing on this site and that really should change. This is my first fiction for Call of Duty so I would really like to hear all you have to say whether it be good or bad.

And of course I don`t own Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 or its characters. Infinity Ward does.

So without further ado, here be the beginning to an end we`re all familiar with.


~Everything was unsteady amidst the debris. The air seemed ill and while the sense of victory was barely there, it had still managed to steal something so presious. ~

Heavy footsteps followed each other onto the chopper as Nicolai prepared for lift off leaving Price in Soap`s care. MacTavish grunted and blindly reached for something to hold onto while supporting his Captain`s weight. Numb as he was, he managed to strap them both in while he was still functioning.

MacTavish could faintly hear Nicolai`s Russian accent filling the air while directed towards Price and informing him as to where they were headed and he felt the chopper lift off. He could have sworn that he had heard his Captain say something along the lines of, "It's over."

Soap`s head nodded to the side and he lent it against the cool metal of the door and he felt something in his heart tear. It was the most severe since of longing that he had ever endured. He was so tired and his heavy eyelids had just closed involuntarily.

"Simon," was the last thing he managed to mumble out before sleep overtook him.

Welp. Let me know what you think so far. =]