The Lady In Red | COD-MW2

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A pair of grey-blue eyes began to flutter open, letting out a groan. The last thing he remembered was a grey smoke filling up the room rapidly and then passing out. Soap was the first to get knocked out to slumber and was the last to get awoken. Looking all over him to see if he got himself injuries but found nothing, not even a single scratch.

"You're awake!"

Soap looked up at the end side of the hospital bed to find a woman. She had coily brown hair, warm chocolate skin color with beautiful green eyes. She was around 5'7 tall and had a faint scar on her neck. Soap was looking at her as if he were once again in love but in the doctor's eyes, he looked as if he was dumbfounded.

"Are you...okay?" she asked for him to snap out of the trance he was in. The male shook his head, "Heh, sorry, uh yeah I'm okay." The doctor gave a small chuckle and walked towards the door to grab a clipboard.

"You were knocked out by a gas, nitrous oxide, you were unconscious for about 2 hours and a half... remember anything?" It took Soap a few seconds to gain a memory of what happened two hours ago. "Yeah, I do, we were talking to El Sin Nombre, then the door closed out of nowhere, and then a gas came out of these weird balls things, I smelled it and all I remember was a faint glimpse of red and everything was just black."

"Interesting. Feel any pain anywhere?", her Cuban accent faintly showing.

Soap was about to reply with a 'no' when he received a piercing headache. "There it is.", she chuckled. Soap looked at her, "You knew this was going to happen?" The doctor went up to the metal tray that was beside the hospital bed. "Well of course, it's a side effect due to the gas you have inhaled, you will be fine, just take these pills every 2 hours for 24 hours and you will be fine."

She gave him the pills, and for a split minute, Soap was lost in her green eyes but quickly snapped out. "That's all?" The Doctor organizing the IV cords that she has taken out of his arms, "Yep! You can, you are free to go."

Soap got out of bed and put on his dirty combat shoes. As he was about to exit, he stopped his tracks. Think about it, there is a pretty lady who looks around his age and he was going to miss the shot to go out with her? Soap MacTavish was certainly not going to miss the chance, not again. "Hey bonnie... Mind telling me your name?"

Catalina looked at him with pure interest. She knew Soap was interested in her, it was visible. She chuckled at the thought when he froze when he saw her.

"Doctor Martinez, Catalina Martinez."

"John MacTavish"

Both smiled, and Catalina waved at him, a tiny wave before Soap left the room. Her smile faded. Reaching out to her phone to text someone

The last one is up, John MacTavish

Good, Thank you for your help, Doctor

Anything for you Widow.

Catalina Martinez. Codename "The Doctor". Growing up, she was neglected by her family, her family always had all eyes on her little sister who was a full-on brat spoiled child.

She was the golden child meanwhile Catalina was the child who they forget. Catalina had to figure out how to work on certain things, she raised herself. Catalina was only 9 when she got into a fight with a schoolmate. During the fight, Catalina picked up a rock and started beating the living shit out of her schoolmate.

Her schoolmate suffered a concussion, a broken arm, and many, many scratches, and gashes due to the rock she used. Her doctor diagnosed her with antisocial personality disorder or in other words Sociopath. She had a loving interest in doctor work, but more into surgery work. The work of knives and how the human body reacts to a painful stab.

In the end, Catalina did her first ever 'surgery' on her parents, she hid her parents far away from the town and planted her own 'death' to avoid her being a suspect and ran off to the States and her completely new self. She had everything planned perfectly until one of the S.O.E masterminds heard or saw of this and decided to recruit her. At first, she denied this whole organization but as time went on, she accepted it. Now she is known as 'The Doctor'

Please give me updates if any of them will be doing something tonight. Tomorrow night, they will be going to find the second missile.

Catalina is a temporary undercover doctor in Los Vaqueros. S.O.E must have eyes and ears on everyone around the world. Even from the worst of them all.

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Soap's headache was little by little starting to fade away, he was sitting in the meeting room once again with the same people.

"Let me ask you all something."

Everyone's eyes were on the American.

"How the fuck did she get her ass in that container without no one noticing? And why the hell did no one close the damn container door?!"

Everyone was silent. Only watching the surveillance video that was inside Valeria 'cell' to keep in watch of her in case she escapes.

"We have a cartel leader on the loose once again and now we have this killer woman dressed in red pinned in our ass."

Graves anger was not helping anyone. All of them were exhausted from the day they had but once again they will have another hell of a day tomorrow. "I need a drink." All Soap mind was having a drink to wash away this chaos that was going on.

Alejandro agreed. "There's a bar that is on the side of town us, Vaqueros, control." Graves eyebrows shot up, "You have a side of town you guys' control?" Alejandro chuckled, "Took us a hell of a time to gain control but hey, at least it was worth it."

"How long is it to get there?", Soap asked.

"About 20 minutes or so", Rudy responded to Soap question

Soap shot up with excitement, "Hell are we doing, let's get going!". Graves stood up, "Now hold your horses, aren't we supposed to solve these two problems that just started?"

Soap looked at the blonde, dumbfounded until he had an idea in mind. "I guess we could think of something while we are at the bar?" Graves looked at the Scottish man, "Whatever, let's just go, I guess."

Soap who was walking by himself was going outside to meet up with the others when he stumbled on Catalina. Catalina was leaving to go home since her shift was up. "Hey! Catalina!" Catalina turned her head in Soap's direction.

"Mr. MacTavish, something wrong?" Soap looked at her, "Oh no, nothing is wrong, bonnie. But I was wondering if you would like to go to the bar with me and my other mates?" Catalina smiled, "As much as I would love to I will respectfully decline, I have paperwork and other stuff I must do. Maybe another time, we can."

Catalina's smile got Soap's knees weak. "Aw, it's alright, lass. Get home safely." Soap said in defeat. "And you drink respectfully.", she said back to him before walking away from the tall male.

They are going to the bar. Pretty certain the bar on the side of town that Los Vaqueros.

When?

Tonight

The Scottish guy kind of likes me and I am not going to lie he is kind of cute

Oh.

You didn't have to tell me that.