"What are you made of?" a Ghost x reader fanfic.

Stay cool..

Y/N jumped out of the jeep in front of the entrance to her base, her heart pounding as she stormed inside. Gaz stood there, his usual stoic expression replaced by a look of anger, while Price paced back and forth, his face etched with worry and stress.

Gaz's voice was sharp as he turned towards Y/N, his eyes flashing with frustration. "What were you thinking, running off like that? You endangered yourself and the team," Gaz's words were stern, his disappointment evident in his tone. "We rely on each other out there, Y/N. You can't act impulsively and put us all at risk."

Price stepped forward, his voice filled with a mix of concern and frustration. "We were all worried sick about you, Y/N," Price's words were laced with emotion, his worry for her safety evident. Gaz was on the verge of exploding with anger at Y/N for running off, his frustration palpable as he struggled to contain his emotions. Y/N, feeling the weight of Gaz's anger bearing down on her, couldn't hold back any longer. The tension in the room reached a boiling point as Y/N's own emotions bubbled to the surface.

"You can't just blame me for everything, Gaz!" Y/N's voice rose, her words filled with defiance as she pushed back against the accusations. "You sent me with König because you thought I was a spy. How do you think that made me feel? You didn't trust me, and now you're blaming me for trying to prove myself!"

Gaz's jaw clenched, his gaze hard as he struggled to find the right words to respond. Price, sensing the escalating conflict, stepped in, his voice firm but calm. "Enough, both of you," Price's tone brooked no argument as he addressed Gaz and Y/N. "We're all on edge, but we need to work together to resolve this. Y/N, running off without communication, was reckless. Gaz, accusations won't solve anything. We need to focus on finding a way forward."

The room fell into a tense silence as Gaz and Y/N locked eyes, the weight of their words hanging heavy in the air.

Y/N's breaths came in short, shallow gasps as she stood before Gaz, the weight of his anger hanging heavy in the air. Price's voice broke through the tension, his words carrying a sense of urgency and purpose. "Gaz, Y/N, we need you to go rescue Soap and Ghost from their captors," Price's tone was firm, his eyes meeting theirs with a steely determination. "But Y/N, remember to keep a level head. This is your first real mission, and we're counting on you to stay focused and composed."

Gaz's initial anger seemed to soften slightly as the gravity of the mission sank in. Y/N nodded, her determination shining in her eyes as she accepted the weight of the responsibility placed upon her. This was the moment she had been training for, the chance to prove herself and demonstrate her worth as a valuable member of the team.

As the night set in, cloaking the world in shadows, the sense of anticipation and nervous energy grew within Y/N. The prospect of embarking on her first real mission filled her with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The adrenaline coursing through her veins fueled her resolve, pushing her to set aside any lingering doubts or fears.

This was her chance to prove herself in the heat of battle.
Steeling herself for the unknown dangers that awaited them, Y/N took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to embark on the mission that would test her mettle and define her place within the team. With each passing moment, the anticipation of the impending rescue mission grew.

Y/N's breaths came in short, shallow gasps as she stood before Gaz, the weight of his anger hanging heavy in the air. Price's voice broke through the tension, his words carrying a sense of urgency and purpose. "Gaz, Y/N, we need you to go rescue Soap and Ghost from their captors," Price's tone was firm, his eyes meeting theirs with a steely determination. "But Y/N, remember to keep a level head. This is your first real mission, and we're counting on you to stay focused and composed."

Gaz's initial anger seemed to soften slightly as the gravity of the mission sank in. Y/N nodded, her determination shining in her eyes as she accepted the weight of the responsibility placed upon her. This was the moment she had been training for, the chance to prove herself and demonstrate her worth as a valuable member of the team.

As the night set in, cloaking the world in shadows, the sense of anticipation and nervous energy grew within Y/N. The prospect of embarking on her first real mission filled her with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The adrenaline coursing through her veins fueled her resolve, pushing her to set aside any lingering doubts or fears.

As Y/N and Gaz got into the vehicle, the tension in the air was palpable, the weight of the upcoming mission settling heavily on their shoulders. Gaz's voice cut through the silence, his words outlining the plan of action with a precision that spoke of experience and expertise. "We're going in spec ops style. Take out whoever is there quietly, hide the bodies, and get Ghost out safe. I'll handle Soap," Gaz's voice was steady, his eyes focused on the task at hand.

Y/N listened intently, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and determination. This was the moment she had been training for, the chance to put her skills to the test in a high-stakes operation. Gaz handed her an earpiece, a lifeline of communication that would keep them in touch throughout the mission.

Their gear was stowed in the back of the vehicle, a silent reminder of the tools at their disposal for the task ahead. Y/N's hands reached for her weapons.

With the engine humming beneath them, the vehicle rolled forward, carrying them towards the unknown dangers that awaited them. Y/N's gaze flickered to Gaz, a silent exchange of determination passing between them. They were a team, united in their resolve to bring their teammates back to safety.

As they approached the target location, the air crackling with tension, Y/N felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. This was it, the moment of truth.