Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her...
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Desperation.
Pure desperation coursed through Ghost's veins with anxiety and eagerness - eagerness to kill Makarov's men that were hijacking the plane. He wanted to call Kiera's cell phone so bad - to hear her voice for what a final time could be. Time and time again, he was hesitant on if he should or not and focus on getting to her and how to handle the situation, but he knew he'd regret it if he didn't make the call to her to at least hear her voice, even if it was for the last time.
Pulling his phone from his pocket, his hands trembled as he tapped on Kiera's name, his heart breaking at the sight of the photo he chose of her as the contact photo, a brief image of it being a memorial photo if things didn't go to plan.
The phone rang four times before he heard white noise from the other side.
"Hello?" She whispered, her voice calm.
"Kiera, what's going on? Are you okay?"
"Simon, I-I can't talk long," She sighed. He knew she was refraining from a panic, but also knew that she and Laswell were compiling a plan.
And she wasn't going to go down without a fight.
"There's two armed men on this plane. Laswell is able to decipher what they're saying. Definitely Russian. She did quick work and found out that they have a hideout in Al Mazrah-"
"Al Mazrah?"
"Yes. We think that's where it's going. One pilot is out and the other is at gunpoint. They turned this plane around. I don't know what's going to happen. I suggested taking them out before they got to the cockpit, but that didn't go over well. They're not letting us get up or anything." She explained, a whimper threatening to leave her lips. She tried to stay calm for Simon's sake, but they both were in a panic.
For the first time, he felt tears welling up in his eyes. See what happens when you're selfish? The ones you love get taken from you.
He immediately blamed himself, knowing that none of this would've happened if he would've just pushed her away, but she made it so hard for him to stay away, easily letting himself get consumed within the embrace of love. Although he blamed himself, he never once regretted falling in love with her.
Simon didn't know what to say, nor could he find the words as he knew if he comforted her, he was afraid it was a lie to tell her everything would be okay when it couldn't be - he couldn't do that to her.
"Do you remember that AirTag I got you for your keys?" She asked, her voice in a low tone.
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember how to track it?"
"Yes."
"Just in case they take our phones, I'm going to get the tag from your bag and put it in my pocket so that you know where I end up...whether I be alive or...you know."
