You never cried. Ever. In your many years of being part of the Task Force 141, you never shed a tear. No emotion. But, today, that was all gonna change.

You and the other four boys were out on a mission. A dangerous mission. And Ghost nearly died on the mission. You were being held back, and a gun was held up to his neck. You were panicking. Then... You cried. Gold tears spilled down your cheeks. It both shocked and freaked out the enemies.

The enemies let you both go, and you raced over to Ghost. You clung to him tightly, protectively, fearfully. The other three men killed the rest of the enemies, then just stared at you and Ghost in shock.

Ghost: "... Y/N?.." Ghost murmured in shock.