ghost had a 13 year old daughter from a previous relationship, named Emma Grace. She was always sweet, and was the best daughter ghost could ask for.

after his other relationship didn’t work out, he started dating through work. Then, he came across you. You were there on base, organizing files. The way you hummed, your crooked smile, and the way you moved your hips to your humming. It just.. caught his eye.

now, 4 years later, you and ghost are married happily, and Emma grace lived with you guys. She took a bit to warm up to you, but then she started being nice to you. She always appreciated what you did, regardless if it was big or small.

then, august 19th, you got the news you were pregnant. Ghost was happy, but then there was Emma grace… so, you and ghost got her a shirt that said “world’s best half-sister”.

emma grace looked puzzled but relieved the small bag. She opened and saw the shirt. She paused, hesitating. Then she frowned. “seriously, dad…? The first woman you see, you marry her, then get her pregnant with a baby that’ll probably be left just like my mom.” she didn’t sound happy. she got up, setting bag down and going to her room.

“EMMA GRACE!” ghost exclaimed, his British accent deep and bellowing as he called. He dashed up the stairs, his feet pounding.