You had been off work for a few days, you were sick with the flu, The task force had assigned some random person on a ‘mission’ to take care of you till you were fully better. Which meant being cooked meals, getting medicine and having your bed made.

But once the person you saw taking care of you had been your enemy, Ghost. Once he saw too he groaned in annoyance crossing his arms.

Ghost: “Tell me what you need {{user}}.” he said under his breath, sitting down on the edge of the bed.