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10. Shes Gone

Ghosts POV

      I had been waiting on this mission for years, months, weeks, and days, waiting to get my revenge on Hassan. he's killed so many of my men and plagued my nightmares ever since my first encounter with him 2 years ago. 

    After the long car ride, we all got into the chopper and made our way to the safehouse we will be staying at for a week to try and capture and collect information from Hassan.

    I get into the heli without hesitation, ready to take on Hassan but when I look over I can see out of the corner of my eye that Y/n is fidgeting with her fingers and hair. She seems really nervous about this mission. I put my hand on her thigh to comfort her, but to also show soap he doesn't have a prayer because she is mine. whenever I catch Soap staring at y/n, I can tell in his eyes it's not just lust, it's love. this bothers me more because if it was just lust he would get over it. but love? soap won't stop trying his hardest until he gets her.

    In the morning we all gear up and prepare for the mission, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about y/n coming, I want her to be safe and protected and who knows what Hassan could have planned or how many men could be in the safe house. if anything were to happen to her I'd never forgive myself, even if she forgave me I couldn't.

     Price and the others clear the first 2 floors while me and shadow await for Price to give us the clear to come in and check the third floor.

   After about 30 minutes we get the green light and cautiously walk up the stairs since Soap thinks he saw movement on the top floor. We do a full sweep and look everywhere, every nook and cranny no spot left unchecked but we see nothing. 

    I turn around to signal to Shadow it's time to leave but freeze when I see a tall man wearing a mask behind her. her mouth opens, "I think the third floor is clear gho-" The man hits her with the butt of his gun and another one comes from behind him out of nowhere. 

    Before I can even process what's going on I point my gun up out of instinct and shoot. the second guy is hit straight between the eyes but a third one comes out and fires at me hitting my leg. white hot searing pain bubbles throughout me as I look down at my leg and feel warm blood seeping out. I look back at Shadow praying she's okay but she's slipping out of consciousness and on the ground.

"SHADOW"

   No response, she just looks at me one last time as her lidded eyes flutter shut and her body goes limp. The man who knocked her out picks her up over his shoulder and makes a run for another staircase that none of us saw before, that must've been where they came from.

    "I hold down my earpiece, "price do you copy, shadow has been taken do you copy?!" no answer. I just hear muffled cries that sound like soap on the other end.

   I hold my leg in pain and grit my teeth as they get away, there's so much blood. the guy who shot me walks up putting hit boot on my chest to keep me down. "goodbye, ghost." 

   Just then a bullet whizzes past me into the man's forehead. his body slumps over. I reach for my coms, "Good job soap."

   Im sitting there for 5 minutes trying to stand up, I need to get Y/n I need to get to her. why isn't anyone responding??