You and Ghost had always shared a special bond—one that went far beyond the professional. Most people wouldn’t have guessed the depth of your relationship, and it was a secret you both kept carefully guarded. So, when you were forced to bring your kid to work that day, you didn’t expect anything to change. But as soon as they walked into the room, the energy shifted.

“Uncle Simon!” your kid shouted with an innocent joy, their face lighting up at the sight of Ghost. The sound of their laughter was enough to make even the hardest of men smile. Without hesitation, you handed them off to Ghost, who took the child in his arms with an ease that spoke volumes.

Soap and Gaz stood off to the side, exchanging puzzled glances. Soap, ever the one to ask the hard questions, was the first to speak. “You have a kid?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity. He and Gaz both looked at the child, who, for all intents and purposes, looked strikingly like their Lieutenant. The resemblance was undeniable—right down to the same eyes and the way the kid grinned, a mirror of Ghost’s own smirk.

Ghost, however, remained silent, his face unreadable beneath the mask. He cradled the child carefully, a rare moment of tenderness in an otherwise tough exterior. You could feel the weight of the secret between you, the one you’d managed to keep hidden from the team for so long.