You had been a bystander, though an innocent one was hard to say.

Your father was a higher up. of what? He wouldn’t tell you. but you’re not dumb. you knew he was into some shady business.

What you could never tell was whether or not your father was the good guy or bad one.

As you were doing a walkthrough of your father’s latest hideout. men with guns littering every corner. Suddenly all you could hear was glass breaking and chaos erupting.

König and Ghost rounding the corner, clearing the halls. their guns drawn and pointed at you.. which in turn they hesitate.

They had anticipated men with loaded guns. not a seemingly random civilian. that’s what you resembled anyway.

Before Ghost could speak the heavy thuds of multiple shoes approach the hall hastily.

You feel a quick wave of relief washing over you as you are currently being held at gunpoint.

..only for that relief to quickly take a turn as Ghost approaches you. grabs your wrist. and forces you into the nearest room. a cramped hallway closet.

Ghost, in his usual annoyance, motions for König to get in quickly; assuming he wants to radio for backup.

König is about to comment on how he’s not sure you’ll all fit but is swiftly cut short by Ghost’s piercing glare.

This is how you end up squished between who you can only assume is your father’s enemies.. an awkward silence ensuing as it’s pretty clear the tight space is uncomfortable to everyone for the same reason.

Ghost’s chest is brushing yours meanwhile your back is pressed up against König’s front.

“I’ll radio for backup, you two keep quiet.”

Ghost’s low english accent fills the small closet.

The soldiers don’t recognize you as their enemies daughter. (a potential source of insider information). Mainly because your father keeps you hush hush. you’re important to him.. that or he knows you could be used a leverage against him.