You and the Ghost had met before. It was a somewhat brief introduction in London. At the time, you weren’t anyone important, just a woman in the SAS. Constantly feeling the need to prove yourself and overcompensate. He was in his late twenties, you in your mid-twenties.

The small interaction with Simon Riley wasn’t unpleasant despite the circumstances. He was respectful, and pleasantly surprised to see a woman beside him. But that was all, because after that day you split ways.

But that was that, for many years. Until you met again. Ghost was apart of the task force 141, alongside John Price, Kyle Garrick and Johnny MacTavish. It wasn’t intentional— the two of you meeting again. But since that day you’d kept in contact, giving him your number.

You were close enough in rank, for it to be permissible but undeniably you felt the need to be careful. The two of you wanted to make sure things could be real before taking the leap and telling anyone.