**Contains smut**
Astaria is the newest team member of Task Force 141. She's a skilled fighter and the best of the best when it comes to gathering intel. When she meets Ghost, Konig, and Keegan, she can't help but fall for all three of them. Each on...
"Let me get this straight." I start and sit down on one of the bar chairs at my kitchen bar. "You saw how John treated me. It fucked with your brain. So, when we get back to base, you completely stay away from me. Didn't even come to check on me. Then, you go to Miciute's and drink but while you're there, this girl recognizes you and you ultimately end up sleeping with her. Instead of coming to me to tell me what happened and how sorry you supposedly were, you asked Price to give you mission after mission so you had a reason to stay away." I take a deep breath before continuing. "You go on mission after mission for almost a month before I finally show up when you come back home. And instead of embracing me, you shut me out. Refuse to speak to me and break my heart. Then, you break into my house in the middle of the night to what? Apologize?" I wait for his response.
"Yes." He says. "I really am-"
"No," I say and shake my head. "I get that we weren't exclusive. I get we weren't dating. And I'm not even mad that you slept with someone else. Because you can do that. I'm mad at you for distancing yourself, lying to me, and breaking my heart. If you had just told me the truth, we wouldn't be here. And on top of it all, you broke into my house!" He flinches when I yell that last part.
"Star, I-" He starts.
"Get the fuck out of my house Ghost," I say and stand up. "I have work tomorrow and would like to get some sleep." He studies my face for a second before nodding and leaving. As soon as the front door closes, I sigh and lean against the counter. "Fucking ass hole."
When I wake up in the morning, it's early. I look at the time and sit up. Five thirty-six. I sigh and get ready for the day. I take a nice long relaxing shower before getting out and drying my hair off. I keep my hair simple, putting it in a half-do with a braid. I add a blue bow at the bottom of the braid before applying some mascara and lip tint.
I walk out of the bathroom at take a look at my closet. The perk of knowing the General, I get to wear whatever I want to work. I spot a blue sweater and a short white skirt and settle on wearing those. I grab a pair of black heels to pull the look together. I take a look at myself in the mirror before smiling and grabbing my purse. Today is my first day back in weeks so I'm excited to be working again. I take one last deep breath before walking out the door.
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When I arrive in my office, Price and Soap are already there. They look at me as I walk in. "Am I late?" I ask rhetorically and set my purse on the desk.
"No." Price says. "We're early. We wanted to make sure you were doing okay before you get started." I nod.
"Checking on my mental health then?" I ask and give him a small smile. Soap shrugs.
"Not that I would ever admit it." Price says and gives me a goofy grin. I shake my head and smile.
"I'm okay Cap," I say. He nods.
"You still have to get that test thing from Dr. Rossi." He says. I nod.
"I remember," I say. "Today at noon." I grab the overwhelming stack of files on my desk and start to go through them. "Was that all?" I glance at them for a moment.
"Ghost asked for another mission." Soap says.
"Okay," I say. "Am I gathering intel for him?"
"Uh, no." Price says. "He's already gone." I nod.
"Alright," I say. "Which files are the most important? I need to know which ones to get done first."
"Star." Soap says. I look at him.
"What?" I ask. I know what he's thinking. He thinks that Ghost going on yet another solo mission will hurt me or phase me in some way. It doesn't. Soap sighs.
"Ghost isn't coming back for two months." Price says. I narrow my eyes at him.
"What mission takes two months?" I ask. More curious than anything. Hell, Ghost can stay away. It's better that way.
"He's going after Roba's son." Soap says. The files that were once in my hand scatter all over the floor.
"Roba's son?" I ask. Soap nods and hands me a knife. I look at it and realize it's Ghost's knife. The one he never goes anywhere without. His knife. After the initial shock wears off, I scramble through the stack of files on my desk to see if there is a file in here about it. After a few minutes of silence, I find it. I quickly flip through it. Chiapas, Mexico. Last seen 17 hours ago. I read on about Roba's son and Ghost's mission. Diego Roba. Age 22. Mateo Roba. Age 27. Isabella Roba. Age 46. Camila Roba. Age 14. I look at Price. "Get me everything you have on this. I want it within the hour."
"Star-" Price starts. I raise my hand, telling him to stop.
"Get me what you have Captain," I say, my voice threatening. They know I'm not playing. Before they have a chance to say anything else, I grab the file and my purse and walk out the door. "Meet back here!"
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Word count: 982
Oooooooo. What do yall think is going to happen next?
Sorry for the short chapter btw. I thought a short one now was better than a long one in like a week. 😅
Edit (02/15): Realized I spelled Diego wrong. Should be fixed now. Sorry about that!
