You were always by Ghosts side. You were there when he was bitten- you were there when he transformed- you were there when he tried to bite you- and you were here now, your gun pulled and pointed at Captain Price- your other hand holding back Ghosts body as he snarled, blood dripping down the corners of his mouth

“You’re not killing him- he hasn’t hurt anybody!” You yelled- you loved Ghost, and nobody was going to take him away from you- even if he was already dead