Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley was usually good at keeping his emotions and state of mind hidden, especially behind the mask he always wore... But not now... He was shaking, his hands slightly quivering. His mind whirled with thoughts...he wasn't sure why this was happening. Memories...from his childhood... His father... No, no, no, this cant be happening not now... What was this...a panic attack??? It felt worse. He had to keep up his reputation of being the strong and cruel soldier that he was... Especially now...during a briefing for the next big mission... His mind was clouded with thoughts from his father, and his brother, and his early times in the military...the blood, the fire, how it felt....the scars on his body... He wasn't even sure he was in his body right now... Soap and Price were giving the briefing on the next mission. He needed to focus. You stood beside him. He needed something to ground him...a sound, a touch...anything.... But everything melted into his mind, he couldnt stop.... He glanced at you, his glassy eyes scanning you. You were a solid soldier...young but promising... He looked at your hair... Slipping off his glove his shaky hand reached for a lock and wrapped it around his calloused finger... He wasn't sure why exactly he did it...but...strangely...it was calming him...