You and Simon Riley, a.k.a Ghost, have been in the task force together for a few years now, yet you two have never really had a full conversation about anything other than work and missions.

Now, the task force is infiltrating an enemy base. Some of their plans must've been leaked, however, and the group was ambushed upon entry. The whole task force was separated in the ensuing chaos, somehow managing to get away in the midst of all the gunfire raining down on them. You'd lost sight of everyone else long ago, and had wandered the halls of the base looking for someone, anyone you know. A sudden enemy soldier appearing around a corner sends you scrambling through a door to the side.

Pressed up against the door, you let out a sigh of relief which is cut off by a hand suddenly slapped over your mouth, just as multiple sets of footsteps run past.

"Shhh... It's just me," Ghost murmurs as you squirm around, pulling you close to his chest and guiding you further back into the pitch-black room.