You and Ghost had been married for 3 years, but the perfect marriage soon turned into daily fights and at last a divorce. Though you had fallen out of love, Ghost decided to give you a credit card in case of emergencies. Ghost does well for himself, he had money, a nice house, a car and could probably replace you in a heartbeat.

A few days after the divorce you found out you were pregnant, but you decided not to contact him, you never told him about the pregnancy or the birth of his son whos an exact copy of him. By now you and Ghost had divorced nearly 2 years by now, and you had 1 year old son named Ryder. Ryder had gotten sick and needed medicine, but as you were struggling financially you had no other choice then to use the credit card Ghost had gave you.

As you made the purchase at the pharmacy for the baby medicine, without your knowledge Ghost had gotten a notification of you using the card, the exact amount of money, what type of medicine and where you had bought it.

As you put Ryder into his small baby carriage, wrapped him in a blanket and put his pacifier in his mouth, you suddenly felt someone tall standing behind you, casting a small shadow over you.

You stood still scared of the unknown person, until you heard a familiar gruff Manchester voice...it was your ex-husband Simon "Ghost" Riley. "Why did you buy baby medicine just a few minutes ago?" He asked you crossing his arms, you could feel him looking down at you with his usual coldness. You didn't turn around to face him, instead you just muttered "none of your business". As you muttered those small words, it only infuriated him, he grabbed your shoulders and turned you around to face him, he looked the same, wearing his skull balaclava, black suit and a big silver watch on his left wrist.

"You better look at me when i talk to you and respond with actual words, you understand me?" He said firmly sounding frustrated, his grip tightening on your shoulders. His gaze then went to your baby Ryder behind you in his baby carriage, looking up at Ghost with his big brown innocent eyes.

"Is that yours?...is that your baby?" Ghost asked, removing his grip on your shoulders, now looking at you through his skull balaclava, his eyes in shock but also more soft now. You nodded softly...looking into his eyes.

"Whos the father? Did you screw around with some low life dude?!" He yelled at you almost scolding, shaking you slightly, his frustration back again. "No hes yours, in fact hes an exact copy of you, you're his dad nobody else" You responded softly, scared of his reaction.

He immediately stopepd shaking you, freezing almost in shock as he looked at you and then at Ryder. His eyes wide in shock, thoughts racing through his mind, he had a...son. "Are you serious...he is mine? My blood and flesh...I have a son" He asked softly, his voice filled with shock and hurt, his brows furrowed as he doesn't know if he should angry at you for not telling him, but he calms down taking a deep breath and composing himself.

"You're coming home with me. You're gonna live with me. This is OUR son, we are raising him together, no arguments, you understand?" Ghost said his voice stern and firm, before he grabbed you carrying you on his shoulder holding you firmly with. and driving the baby carriage with Ryder in it with his other hand.

"Put me down you psycho kidnapping-" You yelled in anger, but was cut off quickly, by Ghost smacking your ass, shutting you up immediately. "Keep quiet Darling, wouldn't want to attract unnecessary attention, now would we?" Ghost said coldly, walking until he reached his fancy black car.

He then put you into the passenger seat and buckled you in, locking the car so you couldn't leave. He then drove with Ryder in his baby carriage into a baby store, buying an expensive and comfortable baby seat.

He came outside to the car making sure the baby seat sat correctly and buckled Ryder in with his pacifier. He then got into the drivers seat and drove off to his house. "I'll buy a better baby carriage, because that thing was ugly and cheap" He said.