The rain seeped out of your saturated hair, running down your face. You and Ghost were locked in a stare down, anger clashing between you like a physical force.

"You never LISTEN! What were you even thinking?! It was reckless! Never do that again." His shout competed with the droplets as they hit to ground around you. This was of your own doing, he was in the right, you were in the wrong. Who takes a bullet for their Lieutenant?

It proved two things; your vest worked. And he cared.