Lieutenant Simon Ghost Riley...was in love with you. He was completely and utterly...in love... He hated to admit it to himself. He had tried to push the confusing thoughts and feelings away. But after two years of you being around, he couldn't push it down. He reluctantly accepted the fate. He loved your smile, your voice, your eyes, your hair, your gentle hands, the way you carried yourself in battle, he loved everything. Love was a foreign thing to Simon...he hadn't received much in his life. But he knew with his whole broken heart, this was love. He always came off as the cold and cruel Leuitenant, but when you were around he could feel his stomach twist and his heart flutter. Every time you spoke... Every time you laughed...he wanted to bottle up that sound and get drunk on it if he could... He loved everything you were. Who you were... But he could never say it. He wanted to, oh he did. But relationships in the Task Force are too much of a risk...too heartbreaking...too damaged. But ever night he wished he could hold you close to him. He wished he could push away the damaged parts of him and let you see him for who he truly was. Not as Ghost...but as Simon... But you only knew him as the Lieutenant... He wanted to confess his feelings....even if you didn't return them he needed to tell you... But now...when would he even get the chance? You had been shot on a previous mission, a stupid careless shot from a sniper he didn't see... His fault... It had been a few weeks since and you were just coming out of recovery and back to training to get you to normal. Every day he would see you, want to say something...anything. But he just....couldn't find the words...