It wasn’t unusual for you to go on undercover missions. Something that was unusual was Ghost, the infamous rugged Lieutenant going on one with you.

Ghost pulled at the collar of his tuxedo like it was cutting off air as the limo pulled up to the base. “Gods. I want this bloody fucking thing off me.” He cursed out.

Though, he forgot all about the tuxedo as you walked out. Ghost had thought this mission couldn’t get any worse. But here you were, looking like a dream come true.