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The rest of Christmas Eve was spent with Simon catching up with his team, talking humorous stories of their downtime in the barracks and catching up on each other's lives as they all took a welcome to American beer. The 141 stayed in a guesthouse close by, leaving only a simple fridge restock to complete their comfort space.
"Aye, Ghos-"
"Simon." He corrected, not wanting to be called by his callsign when not on duty.
"Sorry," Soap nodded. "Simon, Price is needing to go out into town to get food. You up for a commute?"
He sighed, knowing Kiera had dismissed herself to go to the barn and spend much-needed time with her horse. He knew she needed it as well as space from his suffocating care routine.
She was grateful that he was so passionate about taking care of her, but she could admit that he'd be a little suffocating at times.
"I should ask her-"
"Why? You should know that she wouldn't want you to ask her whether if you can go somewhere or not." Soap chuckled.
"I at least want to tell her where I'm going," Simon replied, tossing the beer can into the trash can. "Wouldn't want her to walk this ranch looking for me."
"Then we'll go to where she is," Soap shrugged. "What did you get her for Christmas?"
What did I get her? He questioned himself, knowing that he failed to get her a gift for the holiday. Having not being familiar with the tradition, he began to feel awful as he knew he couldn't top the gift she managed to give him - his family.
"I, erm, I don't know what to get her..." He frowned.
"We'll fix that," Soap chuckled, patting his shoulder as he walked by him to retrieve his coat. "Price has been obsessed with looking at local spots around here. Says there's a few places he wants to go before it gets too late. Kiera said something about having dinner in some lodge."
"Her parent's house," Simon corrected. "They always have dinner together for big holidays."
"Sounds like you've been around her for years, mate." Soap chuckled, nodding at Price as he sat on the couch, fumbling with the remote to find a suitable channel while Gaz sat on the other end, his phone sideways in his hands as it looked that he was playing a game.
"Feels like it. Wouldn't trade it."
After Price's lost battle with the remote, he sighed and stood to his feet, retrieving the keys to the Suburban from the nearby hook.
The three piled into the SUV, Simon sitting in the front as Soap sat behind Price. As they descended the driveway, Simon pointed to a fork that split off to continue going onto the main driveway or towards the barn, seeing both Kiera and Alejandro loping horses in the arena.
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It Goes On - Book l
FanfictionAssigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her...