Lost and Found | Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader

Chapter 2

"Move, NOW!"

You grunt slightly as you get nudged forward roughly, tripping over yourself due to the weakness in your legs and falling onto the surprisingly soft ground. You roamed it with your hands to try and see what it was, noticing it was carpet. Your eyes were blindfolded so you couldn't see it. "Sit still. If you move, I will kill you." The male said, pulling the blindfold off your eyes harshly. "Ow, that hurt." You said while glaring at him. "Awe, do you want me to kiss it better?" He smirked, making you roll your eyes as you propped yourself against the wall and sighed heavily. "You can kiss my ass instead. It hurts from all the sitting." You replied. The male was about to head to you when his friend stopped him by grabbing his arm, "Stop it. Hassan will be here soon." The guy said. The male groaned and snatched his arm away, shaking his head. "You will sit and stay quiet until Hassan gets here. Then we'll see what we will do about you." You sighed and closed your eyes, leaning your head against the wall as you let memories flood your bothered mind.

"Lieutenant Price!" You exclaimed as you ran down the dirt path, heading to his tent which he had just got out from. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the one and only Y/n?" He said with a serious tone and look before his lips broke out into a smile. "Come here, kiddo." He said, his arms opening into a welcoming hug. You jumped into his arms and smiled widely, chuckling softly. "I missed you, John. It's been too long." You sighed, feeling his arms wrap tightly around you in a warm hug. "I missed you too, love. How was the mission in Afghanistan?" He asked as you two parted, tucking his hands in his combat pants' pockets. "It was rough but okay. We had a few close calls..." You said as you lifted your shirt and showed him a bullet wound that was stitched up, still healing. "Oh, god. Y/n." His eyes widened as he crouched down to inspect the wound.

"It happened suddenly. I was helping with getting Rosie to safety after a grenade blew up close to her and this idiot came out of nowhere and shot me with an M1911, hitting me in the stomach. Thankfully, it wasn't serious." You explained while lowering your shirt. Price sighed, standing up while grinning. "Should I kiss it better?" He joked, earning a disgusted look from you. "No! Ew! You're like- 15 years older than me! You could be my dad." You exclaimed, his arm wrapping around your shoulders and pulling you into a side hug. "Oh, come on. Age doesn't matter." Price said with a wide smile as you began to walk together to the training grounds. "Shut up or I'll tell Ghost you're teasing me!" You exclaimed once more, the man ruffling your hair in a teasing way.

You woke up with a startle, only to find a man bursting through the door, shooting down one of the people before pointing his gun at you, your eyes widening. One of the men inside shot the guy in the vest while the other hit him with the back of his rifle, sending him to the ground with a groan after kicking him in the stomach. Hassan slowly walked out of the shadows, kneeling in front of the guy and grabbing his collar. "Do you know who I am?" Hassan asked seriously, the guy wasting no time in replying. "You're the terrorist, pendejo." Hassan stared at him before replying. "I'm a soldier. And I'm here to fight." He said, letting go of his collar harshly before getting up. Your eyes fell upon one of the males setting up the place on fire, burning any trace of a trail to where he is going next. You widened your eyes as you moved away from the wall, closer to the man that got in. The man beside Hassan was going to shoot him, his next words making your blood run cold. "No. Let him burn, as Ghorbrani burned." Hassan said. "And what about her?" The man asked. Hassan stared at you for a bit before sighing, "Let her burn with him. At least they'll die together." He replied, a small grin on his lips as he headed out of the room with the two men. You crawled closer to the man, shaking him with your hands. "Hey! Wake up! Come on!" You said in urgency, fear clear in your voice. He groaned as he looked at you, his eyebrows furrowed. "You-" He cut himself off when his comms began to send a voice through. "Alerta de humo! ¡¿Cuál es el estatus?! (Hey, I'm seeing smoke. What's your status?)" Another man's voice came through. "Rodolfo! Me muevo pa' dentro! (Rodolfo! I'm moving interior!)" The man said after the guy didn't reply, trying to come back to his senses.  He finally laid on his side and grabbed the comms, "No, coronel. No puedo salir. (No, coronel. I can't get out.)" Rodolfo said, your eyes widening as you got up weakly and looked around, all the walls covered in flames. "No, no, no!" You said to yourself. Rodolfo and his coronel kept talking through the comms as you tried to find a way out, wanting to cry as you couldn't find one. This was it. You were going to die. And you weren't even able to make it back to see John one last time. You and Rodolfo began to cough heavily due to the smoke, your legs becoming weak once more and falling to your knees. "Fuerza, compa!" You heard a deep voice exclaim, a man running to Rodolfo and grabbing him, helping him up. "Espera, la chica- (Wait, the girl-)" Rodolfo said as he stopped the tall male, the male's eyes falling upon you. "Come on, girl! We have to get out of here!" He said with a bit of hesitation before reaching out to you. You grabbed his hand with your tied ones, his hand then grabbed you by the arm and dragged you and Rodolfo out of the burning house.