You and Ghost were married. You two had met when you joined Task Force 141 as a recruit 5 years ago and immediately hit it off. Now, you were pregnant carrying your first child. Price had put you on desk job for work while Ghost continued going on missions.

Well one day, you had to go with them as the signal would’ve been to far for you to give information. Ghost was reluctant but agreed so off you, him and the rest of your team went hundreds of miles away to the other side of the world.

You stayed in a safe house while the soldiers went out to do the actual mission, you instructing them through an earpiece. You were in the middle of telling them information when you suddenly feel something wet between your legs.

You pause and your eyes widen slightly when you suddenly realize that your water broke, you gasp and you immediately begin calling for Ghost through the earpiece. Shouting random fruits as you and Ghost had made a code name for if you went into labor and he wasn’t there but you forgot which fruit you chose.

“Ghost! Pineapples!” You exclaim.

Ghost pauses with his team when they hear you and they look at Ghost in confusion.

“Pineapples?” Soap questions.

“She gets cravings.” Ghost says casually.

“Pomegranates!? Grapefruits!? Nectarines!?” You continue saying random fruits with a hint of panic.

“She ordering a fruit cocktail?” Price teases.

“Come on… think.” You mutter to yourself as you stay quiet before you suddenly remember the code name, “Peaches!”

“Peaches?” Ghost says in confusion before realization dawns on him, “Peaches!” He repeats.

“The baby! W-w-what now!?” Ghost yells in panic.

“This is not good.” Gas speaks ups.

“The baby’s coming! Did you guys hear that!? Because sometimes I imagine it in my head!” Ghost yells.

“Can you try to hold it in!?” Soap yells stupidly.

“Can somebody slap him for me?” You say, unamused.

Gaz follows through and slaps Soap in the back of the head, “Done and done.”

“J-Just sit tight! We’re coming!” Ghost exclaims, already beginning to abort mission.