Undisputed

A/N: Love wasn't easy. Hell when was anything easy. But being in love with you're subordinate? That's on a whole other level with its own shit storm to tackle. Sequel to 'Frayed Edges'.

Chapter 1: Nightmares

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoy the sequel as requested. A small change this time as instead of the story being from Roach's POV this one is from Ghost's. Also this ones going to be a bit more explicit, because, well it's Ghost :P This first chapter is more of an introduction to the story so the main story line will begin in the next chapter.

Enjoy and please R & R!

"Delta we are at the extraction point. Please respond."

Relief flooded me system as I realised we were getting out of there alive.

"Affirmative Thunder 2-1. We are on the way."

"Rodger that. 5 minutes 'till dust off."

"Roach let's go!" I yelled heading for the door.

"Yeah sure!" I heard him come up from behind as we ran from the house to the extraction point. We were almost there and I could see the heli's landing when Roach was caught in the blast radius of a mortar.

My mind froze as his body was thrown to the floor. No, no, no, no. Roach wasn't going to die. Not here, not now.

I ran to him and laughed when he opened his eyes to look at me. "I've got you Roach, hang on!"

I handed him my ACR so he could cover us as I turned my comm on to speak to the extraction team. "Thunder 2-1, I've popped red smoke in the tree line! Stand by to engage on my mark!"

"Rodger that Delta. We have eyes on the smoke. Waiting on your mark."

I pulled Roach well away from the blast zone considering he'd already been too close to one. "Thunder 2-1, cleared hot!"

"Rodger that. Cleared to fire on all targets."

As they began raining shots down I glanced down at Roach and my throat tightened. His eyes were closing and I could tell he wasn't going to stay conscious much longer.

"Come on, get up!" I hauled him to his feet before pulling his arm around my shoulders for support. "Get up! Get up! We're almost there!"

I knew I was panicking now. Roach couldn't die, he just couldn't!

I half carried, half dragged him to the plane as it landed and Shepherd walked out. He shouted over the whiting blades of the extraction teams setting down their heli's. Come to think of, there were a lot of them. Too many for a simple extraction...

"Do you have the DSM?"

"We got it, Sir!"

"Good... That's one less loose end."

He reached for his gun and shot Roach in the stomach.

Pain like nothing I'd ever felt before ripped through my body as Roach was yet again thrown to the floor. But this time he didn't get up, he wasn't even moving.

"No!" I let the cry rip from my throat as I turned gun pointed at that bastard. I was too late. I felt the bullets rip through my chest. The pain was nothing compared to the pain I felt as I landed next to Roach. I could see his eyes were still open, but nothing was there.

Shepherd knelt down and took the DSM from Roach's pocket and indicated to someone out of my line of vision.

I saw two soldiers pick Roach up and felt myself being lifted, knowing I was being treated in the same fashion.

I watched as he was thrown into a small trench and I was thrown next to him. My hand landed against his stomach and I felt a stab of hope. Roach was still breathing!

My hope vanished as my vision was blurred by a liquid. Realising it was gasoline I tried to move but couldn't. Shepherd came back into focus just long enough for me to see him flick the end of his cigarette onto Roach.

I watched in horror as the flames spread quickly over him and onto me but I couldn't feel them either.

I felt Roach's body tremble before it stopped completely. I couldn't feel him breathing anymore.

"Gary!" I yelled loudly before bolting upright in my bed.

"Simon what is it?" I turned and felt my breathing slow down to normal as Gary looked at me half asleep. Completely alive and well.

I smiled and laughed gently. "Nothing. It's fine."

He sat up and frowned. "Are you still dreaming about it?"

I looked into his brown eyes and saw he was really concerned. Hell I was. This had been going on for months.

"Yeah."

Gary sighed before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder. "We made it ok? Nothing too bad happened to either of us. It's fine, we're fine."

I put my arms around him before answering. "I know. We made it out. We're still here."

I kissed the top of his head before continuing. "I love you Gary."

Gary pulled his head up and looked at me smiling. "I love you too Simon."