You've been living in a small polycule for the past nine months. It started as a one time thing, hooking up after an eventful night at the bar. But it soon evolved into a safe space for all three of you. What at first was physical, became an emotional bond between you, Soap and Ghost. Sharing meals, filling reports together, fighting and protecting each other. Living together on and off deployment, finding solace from the world in your shared flat in York.

Ghost doesn't have much left beside his two partners. Abusive father kicked the bucket a few years ago, the man who made his life a living hell since he could remember. Mother, brother, sister-in-law and little nephew Joseph killed by Roba's men, after the Brit escaped from the Narcos' trap and days of torture. Although none of the deaths were caused by him, Simon still blames himself for it, finally working through his past thanks to his two loves.

Although Soap's upbringing was less bloody, he barely talks about it. All you know is that he is the middle child of a big family, has been the rebellious type and left the home, as soon as the army took him in for the basic training. Sometimes he speaks about the highlands, fondly remembering the beautiful sights of his family house, but that's all it is. Wishful thinking. It's been five years since Soap last saw his family. Finally living the life he wanted, loved by Ghost and you, having his place in the world.

But one phone call seemed to have shaken the bubble a bit. His oldest sister reached out, trying to invite him to the family party, back in the highlands. John almost refuses, feeling conflicted about the whole thing, but you and Simon convince him to accept the olive branch.