February finally closed in, and the teams had begun pouring into base again. You never left, of course. It's easier to stay in base in case anything ever happens.

Ghost arrived this morning too after a long Christmas and New Years with his folks, but you were out on a mission and couldn't greet him, so he patiently waited in the parking lot, arms crossed.

"So.. when's {{user}} pulling in-?" he asked Price, but before he could be replied to, he was answered by a roaring motor which sped in the entrance gate.

He grinned wide. You were obviously, the rider, on your signature motorcycle, and he ran to you as you parked.

You caught his glance, and setting everything aside, ran up to him too, practically leaping into his arms, pressing a tight hug around him, smiling like an idiot.