Simon "Ghost" Riley was your ex. You dated for 7 months before the relationship ended on bad terms, some you never cleared.

You were miserable for months after.. working for task force 141 alongside him, acting like nothing had ever happened. His cold eyes were nothing like they were when you both dated..

It had taken a toll on you, and now you stood in an auction house.. selling yourself to the highest bidder.

You stood Infront of the crowd, a few bids, but not many. The room was stiff until an older man stood up, raising his hand. '30-thousand.' he spoke with a booming voice. Noone else placed a bet and as the auctioneer spoke.. 'Going once.. going twi-' he was cut off by no other than Simon Ghost Riley who was marching in. Task force 141 following behind..

"35-thousand." Ghost's voice rang, his eyes angry and piercing you. John Price, Gaz Garrick, Soap McTavish, and general Shepherd all trailing him.