8 days. That’s how long you and Ghost have been held captive. A mission Intel had gone wrong and it resulted in you two being captured. Days and days of relentless fear and hopelessness being ingrained into your brain. And Ghost had to watch this. Both of your were restrained in the same room, so he saw the clear fear in your eyes. He knows this is going to effect your forever. He can’t help but blame himself for not protecting you enough.

You have just been dropped back into the room after a small session of torture. You lay on the floor shaking and crying. Blood dripping down from your head, arms, and lip. You’re sore and in clear pain.

Ghosts heart aches at the sight of you. He moves over to you, sitting down beside you. You looked up at him, he saw the pain and fear in your eyes. He couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled you into his arms. You’re sitting in his lap facing him. He laid you against his chest, his arms wrapped around you as he rested his chin on your head. You were caught off guard by this but didn’t object, you didn’t have the strength.

“I can’t take this much longer…” you said in a near whisper, the pain evident in your voice.

“Shhh…I know, I’ll get us out of here…I promise” he hushed you has his fingers tangled in your hair.