Ghosts of War | CoD - MW

Chapter 12.

Wednesday, 10th of November, 2021.

Kimberly laid in her bed, staring up at the white ceiling. She felt surprisingly relaxed today. It had been quiet the entire evening and night, since Phillip had moved his shit and himself out of the room. Kimberly had been down for breakfast, but now she was just waiting for her appointment with her shrink. Kimberly was hoping that this would be her last appointment, wanting to start training with weapons again. If they wanted her to be their sniper, she would need practice to get back at it. And it would be something she needed time to do. She glanced at the clock, seeing there was still some minutes left waiting. Of course it was.

A soft knock on the door startled her from her thoughts, but Kimberly didn't bother to get up. She guessed it was her new roomie, and it could only be one out of two people.
-"Come on in," Kimberly called out, staring at the door, waiting expectantly. The door opened, and John stepped inside with his bags, a gentle smile on his face.
-"It appears that I'm your new roommate, if you'll have me," Price said as he closed the door behind him. He placed the bags under the empty bed, settling down in the newly changed and made bed.

-"Cool. Roomies with the dad," Kimberly said with a smile, laughing softly. "Best roommate ever."
-"Someone's in a good mood. You just happy about getting Phillip out of here, or?" John asked, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his thighs. He looked at Kimberly, aware that it was more to it. She legitimately looked happy for the first time in a long time. And it warmed his heart to see.

-"I'm grateful Phillip's out, but I... There is more, I suppose... Simon, he makes me... peaceful.. and happy. You should have seen us yesterday!" Kimberly said, smiling for herself. John could see the joy on her face and in her eyes, and it felt unreal to see her like this. It felt like a dream. Because he had never seen Kimberly so happy before. And at the same time it worried him. Was she getting too attached to Simon?

-"I did see the both of you yesterday. Both me and the General, from his office window. Gave us quite the laugh. I've never seen either of you like that. Never. It's good. You deserve it," John said, rubbing his beard. "I talked about some things with Shepherd." Kimberly threw the blanket off of herself, getting up from her bed. She stood up and headed to the closet, grabbing a sweater. "Your shoulders are bruised."

-"Oh, I know. I got pressed against the goddamn asphalt, by my Lieutenant who weighs at least twice as much as me at this point. But it was worth it. It was fun as hell! That is the sort of training I miss," Kimberly said, taking the sweater on. She turned towards John, smiling. "So, what did you and Shepherd agree on?"

-"I've honoured you with the nickname Phoenix, which Shepherd approved of. You know why. Loyalty and such. He wants you to start training with a sniper this Monday with your brother. Then on Monday the 22nd you will be performing heliborne training with König to learn your place in the air. He's going to go through two full three-week-long physical and psychological training with you in one week, and 14 weeks of shooting training in a couple of days. They only have an 8% pass rate on that training, so you better put all things aside and focus. It's important that you give all you have until König arrives, getting yourself up and running. These next weeks will be like hell for you, but you can ask anyone if they want to join in on the training for support."

Kimberly scoffed for herself, settling down beside Price in his bed.
-"If you tell me there's a hell week after that as well, then I'm more or less giving up already now. Hell days I can do, Price, but not a week. Not again. Do you think I can do it?"
-"We dropped their hell week, since you can't perform it. Just... I know you can be stubborn, but be trustful and respectful with König, and all will be fine. You've got this, okay? You will succeed. Remember you're not there to pass, just learn. You've got this," John said, patting her shoulder, squeezing it gently.