Love Like Soap Part 1

Act 1~

A man of few emotions.
That's what they called me.
Until I met her.

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Soap.
Captain John "Soap" MacTavish.
The name "Soap" came from my first week at boot camp…
In the showers… I kind of… dropped the soap….
After that embarrassment, the name pretty much stuck.
Thankfully, only my mates that were there when it happened know why I have my name.
I've never told anyone.
Today I'm a Captain in a special task force… Task Force 141  

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"Soap! Soap!!! WAKE UP, SOAP!!!"
I was shaken awake by someone screaming in my ear.
I groggily glanced at the clock and saw that it was 3:00 AM. Damn.
"What?"
I asked, laying my head back down onto the pillow, not really caring what they had to say.
"Soap. WE. ARE. GETTING. A WOMAN."
"What? What the bloody hell are you talking about? It's 3 o'clock. Go away, mate."
I mumbled, trying to ignore Ghost.
"Goddammit, Soap."
And with that, the covers were ripped off of me, forcing me to wake up.
I groaned with annoyance and sat up, rubbing my eyes.
"WHAT."
"A GIRL. WOMAN. FEMALE. CHICK-"
"Yeah, I got that part, smart arse. What about a woman?"
"She is being transferred to the task force!!!"
I just looked at him with a blank expression.
"That's it? That's what you woke me up for? You couldn't wait until we had to get up to tell me?"
"Well I… I uh…"
I sighed, wanting nothing more than to go back to bed.
"When is she coming?"
I asked bluntly, not looking at him.
"Tomorrow."
Ghost was grinning like a mother fucker.
"…. I don't think she's gonna shag anyone for a while, mate. Plus, do you even know what she looks like?"
"Yeah. SHE'S FUCKING SEXY."
I laughed a little. Ghost always had something funny to say. Whether it be a snide remark or a smart comment, it was always there.
"Well, good luck with that, mate. I'm going to go back to bed. I suggest you do the same."
I gave him a you-know-I'm-right look and grabbed the sheets to pull back over me.
"Fine. Night, mate"
I heard his footsteps start towards the door, and the door open, but then he must have stopped.
"You know you're secretly exited."
I hate it that he knows me so well.
"Maybe a bit. Now GOOD NIGHT, Lieutenant."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm going."
I heard the door close, and I felt a small smile spread across my lips.
This should be interesting.
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I can't believe it!
I'm about to meet- no, join- Task Force 141!
Oh. My. Gosh.
I'm about to pass out.
"Um, are you okay, Chel?"
Becky asked me, looking at me with a curious expression on her face.
"I'm fine."
I said, smiling a huge, ecstatic smile.
" Somebody's excited."
She sang, mocking me playfully.
"Damn straight! This is gonna be EPIC."
"Oh. I thought you were excited because you were getting transferred to a team of incredibly sexy men and leaving me here alone with all the okay looking ones."
I laughed, and she smiled.
"Maybe a little of that too. But there's plenty of sexy men here too, Becky."
"Oh, is there? I sure haven't seen any… Speaking of men, I hear footsteps."
I put the panties that I was packing in my duffle bag so whoever it was wouldn't see.
Sure enough, there was a quick knock at the door followed by the best looking guy at the base.
"First Lieutenant Nelson. The chopper is waiting for you."
Becky gave me a nudge on the arm. I looked at her and smiled when she wiggled her eyebrows.
I zipped up my bag and stood. Becky followed me to the door, where I stopped to talk to Christian.
"No need to be so formal Chris."
I said, smiling up at him. He laughed a little and gave me a hug.
"I'll miss you, Chelsea."
The intimacy of the gesture surprised me a little. I hugged back, laughing when we patted each other on the back and parted.
"I'll miss you too, Chris."
I said, looking into his gorgeous green eyes. They were a welcome change from my light brown.
He smiled widely and held out his hand.
We had the best secret handshake ever. Kind of second grade-ish, I know, but still.
I slapped it 4 or 5 times and on the 6th slap, we grabbed hands in a bro hug and then fist pounded, twisted it, and pulled back like it was an explosion. He always made the sound effects. I loved that about him.
Damn.
I really WAS going to miss this kid.
I felt my eyes starting to sting, which surprised me. A lot.
I gave him another hug, hoping that he didn't see.
"I'll see you around."
I said and Becky signified it was time to go.
Becky walked me out to the chopper, leaving Christian behind, watching us go.
I threw my bag into the bird, turning to Becky.
"I, uh… I guess I'll see you soon?"
Becky just hugged me.
I smiled.
I'm going to miss her SO much. She's been my best friend since basic training. We've been together through it all.
She pulled back and looked at me, a tear streaming down her cheek.
I felt the burning sensation in my eyes again, stronger this time. And a few fell from my eyes too.
"Don't forget to call me when you can… and tell me about all the hotties."
We smiled. Typical Becky. Always thinking about boys.
That was me too, but I wasn't thinking about that right now. Just the fact that I was leaving my best friend behind to go whoop some ass with… well… sexy men.
"Damn, I feel like I'm a mom sending her kid to college…. Or in this case, the military."
Her voice broke a little when she spoke. I just smiled and hugged her again.
"Don't cry, mom. It's not like I'm leaving forever. I'm just gonna be gone for a little while."
I teased, smiling on her shoulder.
She laughed, and I felt her put something in my back pocket.
"Don't forget to use protection, sweetheart."
"Thanks, I'm going to need it."
We laughed then and pulled apart.
"I'll call you."
"Promise?"
I held up a hand in a mock swear.
"Scout's honor."
Becky smiled.
"Bye Chel."
"See you, Beck."
One last smile and I boarded the copter.
I looked back at where Chris was standing as we took off.
He was gone.
I hope he's okay.