Ghost is a dangerous man, and his intentions are well.

A dangerous man with an equally dangerous job. He knows and so do you. What were the odds of him surviving his next mission? What were the odds of him being there for you when you needed him the most? This, paired with the no relationship regulation within military branches worldwide? He couldn't.

You aren't one to dwell on rejection. You know this and so do does he. Yet he finds himself staring at you, aiding one of his own. The way your hands caress their arm, checking for injuries, the way you smiled at them.

He finds himself wanting you all over again.