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You snuggled into his arms, inhaling his scent that was already lodged so tightly in your mind, he stroked your head, pulling you gently against him. He sighed and kissed the top of your head, you missed him after the long separation and wanted to spend all your time with him. You asked, with tears in your eyes. You won't leave me again, will you? I don't want to be without you... He only grinned. Of course, dear, I won't let you go anywhere now..... You see his happy face in front of you and it makes you smile, albeit briefly. Opening your eyes once again, you see a monument in front of you with the inscription «John "Soap" McTavish». You are brought back to the bitter reality, he is dead and the only joy left in your life is the memories.