"alright men, so as you all know by now Soap has been assigned to task force 141. Who'll be travelling to Las Almas." you looked to see them all still focused.
" I've assorted the rest of you into three categories: firstly, the information gatherers, secondly, those who'll be kept on standby if necessary, and thirdly, those who'll watch over base until I'm back. that's all." you said while giving the documents and missions to Soap to give them out.
you walked out to the airplane, waiting for soap and ghost to arrive. you got your gear and buckled yourself in. you leaned back against the iron wall as you sighed.
you heard converse outside the aircraft, "I'll save ya a seat Sir" well there's soap, "fucking hell..." ghost?
let me check in.
"Ghost, you copy?"
"Yes Grim."
"...any issues?"
"Negative Grim."
friendship rule between you and soap and ghost was that formalities we'rent always necessary.
you heard boots clanking on the metal floor, not bothered to look up since you knew who it was.
"well someone's a bit shit faced, literally and figuratively." you heard that fucking accent before.
you looked infront to see ghost seated across from you. "know your place Lieutenant, ive brought you along on a whim and I'll throw you off this plane myself if needed." you stared into his deep, dark eyes as he did yours.
"don't get me wrong commander, i was just trying to lift your mood." he said while chuckling
your eye twitched and your boot tapped the floor aggressively. "shut your mouth for the time being, Lieutenant" you heavied your accent at the end.
you watched as he shuddered and nodded whispering a soft "feisty one aren't you, darlin'?" you sighed and ignored him.
soon enough everyone was there and you were on your way, on the way to the base although, ghost kept staring at you, dark eyes piercing through your soul, deep in thought.
you glanced at him every now and then, you didn't mind him staring, you knew he was a proper person atleast, aside from his personality he was a gentleman.
Soap sat beside you, chatting with you and Ghost, not noticing the tension. "Hey Grim, how much would you bet i could beat Lt. in arm wrestling?" he asked, intrigued you answered, "Soap, you wouldn't last 3 seconds in. Don't get your hopes up." you cocked your head at Ghost, who you spoke so highly of.
"mhm Soap, you wouldn't stand a chance." you assuredly repeated, leaning your head back against the metal as before, earning a small chuckle from the two.
when you finally arrived you got up and walked out first, the squad following you, "Colonel Vargas, long time no see." you said while heading towards him.
"Same to you Commander Grim, pleasure seeing you, as always." he replied before looking behind you to the two.
"Sargeant McTavish," he calls out
"Call me Soap," he says as they shake hands.
"Laswell says they call the one with the mask Ghost." Alejandro says monotone.
"Actually i think he prefers to be called-" soap started before.."That'll do." you and Ghost replied in unison.
you just looked at each other and acted like nothing happened. "I've never been to Mexico before" Soap said excited. "This isn't Mexico, This is Las Almas," he stated before continuing, "welcome to the City of Souls."
"Shepherd's contractors are inbound to reinforce, they're bringing hardware, they'll need room." Ghost tells Alejandro as we start walking towards vehicles
"my base is your base." he replies normally "Wonderful, now where's The Sun?" you asked him, "Cartel safehouse, 10 clicks from here, we'll take you there" he says as he opens the car door for you three to get into.
"This is my second in command, Rodolfo." he says as we get in.
"I'm afraid of Ghosts." he says to Alejandro in Spanish.
you lightly giggle before you realise one of your soldiers don't know Spanish.
Alejandro turns around, "You know Spanish?" he asks Soap, knowing you do.
"no." soap replies.
"you will." Alejandro says slightly amused.
you drive into a small, busy town, "armed, 12 o' clock." soap begins raising his gun before you grabbed it and started twisting his arm, "woah there, we don't do that here Sargeant, citizens are armed for their own safety." Alejandro states as you let go of the gun and his return his arm into place.
"Jesus Grim, you could've tried breaking my arm after he told me that." he said while rubbing his arm in pain.
"I could've done the same with Ghost and he wouldn't even flinch McTavish." you replied, looking out the window, hearing him sigh at your remark.
"𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳." you heard Ghost whisper into your ear while placing his hand on your thigh while the other were focusing on other conversations.
you looked into his eyes, seeing only lust, you looked away as his hand started traveling higher before disappearing as Soap spoke,
"What the fuck is on that cloth.."soap asked as he saw a body covered in white cloths, marked in spanish words. "Gangs mark their territory like that, usually they kill people and leave them to bleed out."
you just grimaced and continued looking out the window, seeing a few kids shudder at the sight of your mask.
"fucking hell, these people never get used to me even though ive been here so much." you stated, your russian accent thickening with anger.
"easy there Grim, we'll get you a drink soon to cool ya off."
"shut the fuck up Ghost."
"yes ma'am."
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