love, simon. (simon 'ghost' riley x oc (read caption!))

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"fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" i yelled, trying to get it unstuck.

"how much of that did you hear?" i sighed, unjamming the godforsaken button.

"all of the end of it." he laughed.

i wanted to throw up, curl up in a ball and die right then and there.

"johnny you tell anyone about this and i will cut your testicles off and make mclaughlin a pair of earrings." ghost threatened.

"please don't repeat that ever, i just like- ew, god kill me now." i rambled, sighing as i put my pants on.

"oh don't you worry, you're going to hearing about this until you die." he laughed.

"mactavish i swear to god." i sighed.

"well you would be swearing to him, you're in a church." he cackled.

"just focus on getting your ass to the church without dying." i rolled my eyes, looking up at simon as he put his mask back on.

~~~

soap caught up to us in the church, unfortunately he brought shadows with him.

we made a run for it, shooting anyone in our paths.

together we were like some murderous three blind mice, except only one of us was actually blind.

and even then i wasn't that blind, i just can't see quite right.

i'm getting distracted.

anyway.

we found a utility truck and got in, unfortunately there were only two seats, meaning i got to sit in the back of the flooding tray.

i shot down two shadows who tried to sneak up on us.

"ghost for fucks sake quit your jabbering and bloody drive!" i yelled, shooting down men as they rounded corners.

we got out to alejandro's safe house just at the brink of sunrise, the sky a gorgeous shade of periwinkle.

we approached the doors, guns drawn incase anyone was waiting for us.

soap snuck in through a window, a bright red laser hitting his shoulder.

"don't move." i warned him, shooting at the pillar.

a shadow dipped back behind cover.

"who's there." i called, ready to fire again.

"hawk?" rodolfo called.

"fuckin hell mate, you're alive!" i smiled, ripping him into a hug.

"where were you three?" rodolfo questioned.

i watched soap smirk and open his mouth.

i smacked my bare hand over his lips and spoke.

"on the run, we caught up and fled together." i nodded as soap licked my hand.

i flinched back, wiping his saliva on his arm and glaring at him.

"of course, of course." he nodded.

"from now on, we're a team. no man left behind." i said, shaking rodolfo's hand.

"why did graves turn?" he asked.

"we don't know."

"yeah, las almas can corrupt anyone." he joked.

"not us." soap shook his head disapprovingly.

"from this moment on, anyone outside this circle is considered a hostile, including shepherd." ghost ordered.

"what about price?" i asked.

he waited a moment in thought.

"trust nobody, even those closest to you." he shook his head.

"one exception, alejandro. we need him back." ghost nodded.

"vamos, graves is holding him here." rodolfo pointed to a spot on a map.

"my team is there too." he sighed.

"how do we get him back?" soap asked.

"breaking and entering." i smirked.

"god i love you." soap whispered.

i could feel ghost's eyes burning into soap's skull.

"it's gonna take more than this." ghost lifted his busted up rifle.

rodolfo walked to a door and slid it open, revealing a well stocked armoury.

"take your pick gentlemen. i've got something special for you, hermosa." rodolfo smiled, handing me a gorgeous sniper.

"seeing as yours was...lost earlier."

i inspected it.

"thank you." i smiled, securing it on my back.

"and wheels, that ute won't get us far." soap called.

rodolfo tossed a pair of keys at ghost.

"alejandro really thought of everything." soap chuckled.

"then let's go get him." i nodded.