Call of duty: One shots

Under suspicion [Ghost] Pt.3

As another day dawned, we found ourselves back in the interrogation room, facing another round of questioning. But this time, Ghost was right there by my side, a silent sentinel of support and solidarity.As the interrogation began anew, I felt a surge of determination rise within me, bolstered by Ghost's unwavering presence. With him by my side, I knew that no matter what accusations were thrown our way, we would face them together, united in our quest for truth and justice.As the questions came, I answered each one with steely resolve, refusing to waver in the face of their relentless scrutiny. And through it all, Ghost remained a steadfast presence beside me, his silent support serving as a beacon of strength in the midst of the storm.Together, we weathered the interrogation, facing each challenge with unwavering resolve. And as the hours passed and the questions finally ceased, I felt a sense of relief wash over me, knowing that no matter what the future held, I would always have Ghost by my side, ready to stand by me through thick and thin.

As Price began to speak, his words cutting through the tense silence of the interrogation room, I felt a chill run down my spine. His gaze bore into mine, his voice dripping with accusation as he laid out his assumptions about me."You've been implicated in leaking classified information," he stated, his tone harsh and unforgiving. "We have reason to believe that you've been working with the enemy, betraying your comrades."Each word felt like a blow, each assumption a dagger aimed at my heart. But despite the weight of his accusations, I refused to back down.Meeting Price's gaze head-on, I squared my shoulders and steadied my voice. "That's not true," I insisted, my tone firm and unwavering. "I would never betray my comrades or jeopardize the mission."With Ghost by my side, his presence a silent source of strength, I faced Price's accusations with determination and resolve. Though his words cut deep, I remained steadfast in my innocence, ready to fight tooth and nail to prove it.

As Price's accusations hung heavy in the air, Ghost's demeanor shifted. With a firm tone, he interrupted, "I need to see the document."Price hesitated, his expression guarded. "That's classified," he replied tersely.Undeterred, Ghost pressed on. "We deserve to know what evidence you have against her," he insisted, his voice unwavering.After a tense moment, Price reluctantly relented, retrieving the document from his briefcase. Ghost studied it intently, his brow furrowing as he absorbed the contents.Finally, he looked up, his gaze piercing. "This isn't evidence," he declared. "It's conjecture, not concrete proof."Price's jaw tightened, but he remained silent. With a pointed glance, Ghost handed the document back, a silent challenge in his eyes.As the tension eased, I felt a surge of gratitude towards Ghost. With him by my side, I knew I wasn't fighting alone, and together, we would continue to confront whatever obstacles came our way.

Ghost leaned forward, his gaze focused and determined. "I want access to the communication logs," he insisted, his voice steady. "If she's innocent, there won't be any record of her communicating with the enemy."Price hesitated, clearly reluctant to grant such access. But Ghost's unwavering resolve left him with little choice.After a tense moment, Price relented, reluctantly providing access to the communication logs. As Ghost meticulously sifted through the records, his brow furrowed in concentration.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ghost looked up, a triumphant gleam in his eyes. "There's nothing here," he declared, his voice ringing with certainty. "No evidence of any communication with the enemy."Price's expression darkened, his earlier accusations crumbling in the face of Ghost's findings. With no evidence to support his claims, the case against me began to unravel.With a satisfied nod, Ghost turned to me, a reassuring smile spreading across his face. "You're innocent," he said firmly. "And now we have the proof to back it up."In that moment, a wave of relief washed over me. With Ghost's unwavering determination and relentless pursuit of the truth, my innocence had been vindicated. And as we stood together in the aftermath of the interrogation, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together, stronger than ever before.

Feeling a surge of adrenaline coursing through me, I rose to my feet as Ghost stood up, his grip firm yet reassuring as he took my hand. Without a word, he began to lead me out of the interrogation room, his determination palpable.As we stepped out into the corridor, the weight of the accusations and the tension of the interrogation room began to fade away. With each step, I felt a sense of liberation wash over me, buoyed by Ghost's unwavering support.Together, we walked down the corridor, the echoes of our footsteps reverberating against the walls. With Ghost by my side, I felt a newfound sense of confidence and strength, knowing that no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together.As we emerged into the open air outside the interrogation room, I took a deep breath, savoring the feeling of freedom. With Ghost leading the way, I knew that the road ahead might still be uncertain, but as long as we were together, we could overcome any obstacle that stood in our path.

Feeling his arm tugged, Ghost halted, turning to meet my gaze. There, in the midst of the corridor, our eyes locked in a moment of shared understanding and gratitude."Thank you," I said softly, my voice filled with sincerity. "For everything."The weight of those words hung between us, a silent acknowledgment of the countless ways Ghost had supported me throughout this ordeal. In his unwavering presence, I had found strength, courage, and, most importantly, belief in myself.With a gentle smile, Ghost squeezed my hand reassuringly, his eyes conveying a depth of understanding that words could not express. In that moment, I knew that our bond ran deeper than mere comradeship – it was a connection forged in the crucible of adversity, bound by loyalty, trust, and unwavering support.As we stood there, united in our shared journey, I felt a renewed sense of determination coursing through my veins. With Ghost by my side, I was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, confident that together, we could overcome anything that stood in our way.

Ghost's gaze softened as he met mine, a flicker of emotion dancing in his eyes. "I'd do it over and over again if it meant you'd be free," he said, his voice filled with unwavering determination.His words washed over me, a profound testament to the depth of his loyalty and devotion. With a lump forming in my throat, I reached out, squeezing his hand in gratitude."Thank you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so grateful to have you by my side."In that moment, as we stood together in the corridor, I felt a profound sense of connection and understanding. With Ghost's unwavering support, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together, bound by a bond that transcended words.