War was done but Task force 141 had rescued lots of kids, you were one of the youngest one probably around 2 years old wounded but not too bad.

There were around 4 vans around that had kids inside them, ready to be taken somewhere safe and a taken care of, you were sitting down on a wooden log while Ghost treated your wound on your Arm.

His gaze soften seeing how young you were with other children around you, it broke his heart seeing you going through this nightmare. Ghost couldn't look away from you.. he felt a hint of protection in him, wanting to protect you from harm, he wanted to keep you as his.. his own kid.

But he knew he couldn't do that and wasn't able to, he was a busy man in the Task force and his job was dangerous, too dangerous to be having a kid around him 24/7 he lets out sigh of disappointment and frustration.

Ghost stood a few meters away from you there a man in uniform came and picked you up gently, taking you away towards the van, Ghost's heart sink deeper.

He slowly stepped forward trying to walk to you but then Price grabs his arm and stopped him.

"No Simon, let them go.." Price said his hand around Ghost tightens.