"lassie, come on darlin', it's time to wake up." mactavish shook my shoulder gently.
i opened my eyes and felt weight on my head.
i looked beside me and saw ghost, asleep and half slumped on me.
"morning mac." i groaned, my head pounding.
"ghost, ghost come on we gotta wake up." i shook him slightly.
he stirred but didn't react.
i leaned into his ear and moaned quiet enough for just him and maybe mac to hear.
his eyes shot open and he looked around.
"good morning starshine." i smirked.
"holy shit, hawk your head." he immediately turned to concern, grabbing the first aid kit from above me.
"what?" i asked, looking between him and mac.
"you're kinda bleeding, like a lot." soap scratched the back of his neck.
"why didn't you wake me sooner?" i whined.
"i only just noticed." he shrugged.
ghost quickly ripped the cotton and kt tape off my face, wiping the wound with an alcohol wipe and replacing a new one.
"god that looks horrendous. anyway, we're back at base. i'd suggest ye' get out and inside." soap left.
"he has a point, that looks bad." ghost stood.
"i'm well aware." i nodded, standing a bit too fast and getting dizzy.
i started to fall back when ghost grabbed me by the upper arm and yanked me back towards him, stabilising me.
"you didn't have to-"
"yes i did." he cut me off, walking off and inside.
what a fucking guy.
whoever started calling him ghost had a point.
he's fucking mysterious and weird.
and yet i'm so intrigued.
so very intrigued.
i grabbed my bag and carefully stood back up, heading into the base.
i walked up to my room, tossing my bag into the corner and pushing my toolbox under my bed.
sighing, i took my knife from my thigh and put it on my bedside table, doing the same with my handgun before i stripped off my vest.
i sat on my bed for a minute before i got up.
i grabbed my towel and decided a shower was much needed.
i needed to wash the grime off my skin and the blood out of my hair.
i headed towards the shower block, towel and pajamas in hand.
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