A gunshot rang through the air.

You fell to the floor with a thud.

Not even a minute later, Ghost is by your side.

“I know baby, I know.” He tried to calm you down, although he wasn’t calm himself given the shakiness in his voice.

Each pained whimper that left your lips tugged at his heart painfully.

“I need a medic to my location, now.” Ghost demands harshly through the radio, before pocketing it and looking back at you.

He swore to always protect you, and now he had failed.