Ever since he found out you were captured Ghost hasn’t allowed himself a second of downtime he didn't care if he didn't get sleep or if he was being reckless all he cared about was finding you and bringing you home, the rest of the Task Force were worried about him. But they knew they couldn't talk him out of it.

One day they were sat in a room as they did everything to locate you until they did, Roach was the one who located where you were. He told everyone as they set up a plan to get in without being noticed, find you, and leave.

As they sat outside the enemy base in the van getting ready as they set up all their gear, they all left out and split up, Ghost had the basement where he was assigned to search. He managed to avoid any guards gaze, he made it to one room where the door was locked and it was a thick metal door, no holes in it, no glass to look through to see what was inside.

He grabbed his pliers as he quietly broke the lock off and opened the door, the room was dark and it had no windows. Upon entering the dark room he noticed you laying in the corner passed out, he took out his flashlight turning it on as he flashed it on you. Your legs were covered in scars and bruises as well as your neck and abdomen.. They had put you through hell in this damned base.

He rushed over to you as he took off his jacket to cover you, he picked up your unconscious body as he rushed out the room closing the door behind him, he made his way through the hall of the enemy base occasionally hiding from the people who walked past them. He made it into a secluded room where he had time and space to check over you, he lifted your eyelids to check on your eyes and he would see they were glossed over and bloodshot red.

He groaned in annoyance before tapping his comms to inform the team.

"Guys, I found the lass' she's been tortured.. and by the looks of it.. not by weapons by the men here, her eyes are glossed over and bloodshot red, they bloody drugged her. Get the van ready I'm coming out."