Four Months
Four months passed slowly as your belly began to swell. You were almost six months pregnant, and your belly just covered over your feet so when you looked down, you couldn't see them. The rapid movement from your precious bundle of joy gave you the most hope and brought light on your darkest days. Feeling him or her move around and kick inside you would always bring a smile to your face no matter the storm you were going through.
König slept in your bed every night and watched over you like a hawk. His massive frame swallowing yours anytime he was close to you. Over the course of the four months from your capture, König made it a point to fuck you regularly. You hated it. Your body betrayed you most nights – him making you come over and over, but the fucked-up part is you thought of Ghost the whole time. König would praise you that you had finally broke and submitted to him, but you must've played the part well because you had not.
Michael visited you once in a while but left the overseeing to König. You knew that Michael knew what König was doing to you, but he didn't care. You were a dollar sign in his eyes, and the mention of your baby coming out of his mouth made you sick to your stomach. Michael and König, both told you that once you had the baby, it would be given to a family in need. You screamed and lashed out with the most futile anger, but König grabbed you in his arms and whispered dark threats in your ear on how he would get rid of the child if you didn't comply. Every time, you would slump to your knees as König kneeled behind you and hushed your cries.
Most nights you lay in bed crying yourself to sleep – feeling that there has to be another way and a way to end this hell because you couldn't understand why this was happening to you. Michael had told you time and time again that Ghost and the rest of 141 weren't looking for you. He tried to manipulate your mind telling you that they would have found you already and Ghost didn't want you – especially now since you were pregnant. "Ghost didn't love his own father, what makes you think he wants to be just like him?" Michaels words rang through your mind on repeat.
A part of you started to believe it, but your gut told you to get that shit out of your head. 'Simon Riley loves you. Johnny MacTavish loves you and 141 will find you' is what you would keep telling yourself in your darkest times.
"Something is on your mind Liebling?" König said to you as he was getting out of your bed. One thing about it, König was great at observing. Any shift in you, he was on it. You noticed that he was asking you this a lot lately, but you were also disassociating several times a day.
"Theres always something on my mind," you say back to him. König had stood straight up and turned around to face you from your dark tone.
"Your little boyfriend?" he taunted. "Or should I say...boyfriends." You snarled your lips at him mocking you and trying to get under your skin. You don't respond, but the look on your face makes his eyes crease from grinning.
König turns and starts walking towards the door to your room before taunting you more, "If I was in a house off the radar, I'd have trouble finding you too." You jerk your head up to him as the words processed in your mind. You keep your mouth shut, not wanting König to realize that you caught what he was saying. You swallow the lump in your throat when he stops abruptly and slowly turns to the side to look at you.
Your face was white as snow as all color drained from it and his eyes pierced through you. "I guess the cats out of the bag," he says darkly as he starts walking back towards you.
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Let There Be Light
Fanfiction**Simon "Ghost" Riley x You (Female named Harley)** You're a private military contractor who has been looking for Team 141 for a while now. You hope that by catching their best soldier, you can get the revenge you so desperately want. Are you going...
