Agent Alaska: Recollection and Freelancer

"Trust Issues"

Years ago...

2 weeks later..

Cut to York's blacksmith shop.

Aur'an: "Friend, I was meaning to ask; why are you taking your clothes?"

Alpha turns around, and looks at York, who nods.

Alpha: "Thing is...we're leaving...today. W-we just wanted to spend time with you before we leave to join Project Freelancer. I'm sorry if we haven't told you guys sooner-"

Kyle: "You're...leaving?"

York: "Y-yeah, I'm sorry dad if-"

Kyle hugs him, tears spilling out as he held a huge grin.

Kyle: "My boy is turning into a real man!"

York looks at Aur'an and Alpha embarrassed at they watched them.

York: "E-eh, y-yeah dad! I'll promise to contact you often."

Kyle lets go and nods.

Kyle: "Of course you will, if you don't I'll pull your ass back to this shop."

Everyone laughed as Kyle grinned at York.

Alpha: "Well, it was nice time with you guys...Aur'an I'll miss you so much, buddy."

Aur'an nods as they share a short hug, they release and Alpha goes to get load his weapons.

Aur'an: "I will too, sadly, I have to continue to help my fellow species. They recently created a Corp alongside the UNSC to check any outside invaders."

Alpha nods and waved to Aur'an, he picks up a duffle bag as York does the same thing.

Alpha: "We'll see each other again. I hope you guys a farewell journey."

York: "Yeah, it was nice to hang out with you Aur'an, I'll miss you dad...and I promise to check up."

Kyle wipes out a tear and nods.

Kyle: "Go...you'll both do great things."

Alpha: "Goodby- (pauses) I'll see you later."

Kyle and Aur'an smiles. York and Alpha leaves to meet up with Carolina.

Cut to the present, nearby Red Base, Simmons, crouching, sneaks out then sneaks back inside.

Simmons: "Okay, here's the plan. We run straight for Blue Base. Keep your heads up, and stay in formation. Lopez, you take the lead."

Lopez: "¿Por qué debo estar enfrente?" [Why do I have to be in front?]

Simmons: "Exactly. I'll follow you, Lopez."

Donut: "I'll handle your rears!"

Simmons: "Okay! Change of plans. I'll be last. Lopez, you still go out in front."

The three exit from the base.

Lopez: "Por supuesto que estoy enfrente." [Of course I'm in front.]

Simmons: "Donut, you be in the middle."

Donut: "It'll be a Donut Sandwich! Mm-mm!"

Simmons: "Dammit, Donut! You can ruin anything!"

They head a different direction and cut through the river, pausing once they reach the other side.