Borderline

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My strides were shorter compared to the men on the tarmac, and I ignored the wandering eyes of the other soldiers when they took notice of me

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My strides were shorter compared to the men on the tarmac, and I ignored the wandering eyes of the other soldiers when they took notice of me. I had just gotten back from a stealth mission in Al Mazrah, taking point with Commander Phillip Graves to initiate a missile strike against General Ghorbrani, making sure the area was free of enemy activity before the strike was approved. After that, I accompanied Laswell to Amsterdam to rally up with Captain Price and Sergeant Garrick of Task Force 141. I always loved working with Price and his team. All were amazing men, and we seemed to work together well, and eventually, grew closer together enough to make jokes and open up about our personal lives. Price always joked that I was his long-lost daughter because he didn't realize how overprotective he was of me, and Garrick joked that I reminded him of Ghost because of my morbid jokes and stern attitude. "She's just like Ghost, Cap", he would say, and Price would simply reply, "The only difference is that she's pretty and I've seen Simon's face when we're not on the field." Though I would agree, Ghost and I always said the most morbid jokes, breathing a laugh when we both would see Gaz or Soap be uncomfortable after we said it. 

I never got comfortable being home after a mission and probably never would. I lived on my father's ranch in Wyoming outside of Cody. It was a ranch that had been in my family for seven generations, and it was a place I could call home for the rest of my life, with or without a spouse to share it with. I've been in the military for going on fifteen years, starting my career in the fall of 2001 in the United States Marine Corps. I climbed through the ranks and eventually landed my spot in the C.I.A, being Kate Laswell's second in command. The job (and benefits) was great, but it all came with a price.

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