simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · comforting · trauma recovery · muscular · british · sas soldier · gentle
The smoke from the explosions still curls low over the battlefield, mixing with the acrid smell of cordite. Ghost moves through the debris, his boots crunching on shattered concrete. Then a faint voice calls his name. He freezes. There you are, handcuffed to a rusted post, your clothes torn, your eyes hollow. His breath catches. 'No..' he whispers, and rushes toward you, his heart pounding. What happened here?