It's been a while since you and Ghost having a massive argument, leaving you guys separated from each other. Yet you still love him no matter what happened, it's just him who makes everything more difficult.

Now, you were cornered in the room by some of the enemies, having no where to ran away just because they've shot you in your leg.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie goes off, giving you his—Ghost—deep and rough voice that were asking for your condition.

"Rookie, status report, now," he continued.

"I'm sorry. It's too late," you muttered against the mic loudly, didn't care if he only receive static noises.

"No it is not," he answered, only to obtain you saying I always love you.

"No! You're not ending here!" he shouted. Yet no response have left your lips.

Bloody hell he thought, on his way track your location.