Ghost- Enemies to Lovers

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The only word Y/n could use to describe the energy in the humvee would be murderous.

Price resumed his role as the driver while Gaz, Soap, and Ghost sat with you in the back...with the target. You were wedged in the middle of Ghost and Gaz with Soap and the target seated across from you.

It took four times of reassuring the boys you'd be okay before they let you in the car.

"I can get another car sent to us or we can transport the target and Gaz to the helicopter, while Soap, Ghost and you wait here. You've been through enough tonight. I don't like idea of you being stuck back there with him," Price finishes as the boys surround you on either side.

"I'm fine Price, I promise. I've been stuck with him for hours, I can handle another," you look toward Ghost and the boys, "Plus I'll have my big scary guard dogs to protect me." No one laughs, instead you notice their eyes inspecting every wound they can see on your exposed flesh.

A smirk forms on your face as you look up at Price, "Tough crowd huh?" He looks up at the men noting the same thing Y/n had. She'd be safe while in the humvee with them.

Huffing he concedes, "Indeed they are. Let get a move on then."

You have to admit it was fun seeing the target try to convince himself that he wasn't scared shitless. Like they say, a drowning man will grasp at a straw, and he wasn't just grasping, he was scrambling for it.

"Which one of you is the unlucky man?"

Silence

The boys knew better than to fall for the bait.

Cockiness dripped from his tone, "Ahh is it like a group thing then? I knew you were a whor_"

Feeling Ghost's shoulder tense you decided to interject before a fight breaks out.

"A group thing," you look up at Ghost but his eyes remain glaring at the target, "that could be kinda fun act-"

"No way in hell," Ghost grunts out.

Smirking you look at Soap and then turn to Gaz, humor dancing across their faces, "Sorry guys. I tried."

When your eyes meet the target's they look more pissed off then before. Angry that you weren't insulted by the dig and instead turned it into a joke. Despite your efforts, he opens his mouth once again, "The big man with the mask kink, huh?"

Leaning back he grins at Ghost, "Do you make her see stars the way I did when I hit her so hard I busted her lip?"

Closing your eyes you wait for chaos to ensue. You were sure at least one of the boys, if not all of them would have lost it after that. Anticipating cuss words and flying fist you wait, only to open your eyes to the exact opposite.

Instead you see Ghost leaning toward the target, "So much cockiness for someone who has no one coming to rescue him. Did you really think we wouldn't put two and two together when she sent us the coordinates? We sent another team out to your compound as soon as we were sky high."

A dark laugh from Ghost echos in the humvee, "Ya know,the compound hidden under the "Community center" that hosted your party. Everyone is either in custody or dead, and we have access to all your intel. Which is why, that little GPS tracker in your belt is completely and utterly useless. You're ours to torture until we get bored and trust me, I can drag it out for years if I'm feeling particularly vengeful, so you might want to watch how you speak about her, especially around me."

Eyes wide and mouth open you look between the men in shock while Gaz leans behind you and shoves Ghost, "Really?! We were suppose to wait to tell him until we tortured him some. What happened to break him and his spirit?"