Chapter 9: Grand Finale Part 1

I sat back in my chair and raised an eyebrow at Soap. "So that's the plan?"

He nodded. "Yup."

Ghost chuckled darkly. "I gotta say, we might just pull this off."

"Good. Now get out of my office already, I have paperwork to do."

Me and Ghost left and headed back to our room. Once inside I sighed and collapsed on his bed, since mine was still in the field. "What now?"

Ghost sighed and leant against the desk. "Now we wait until Soap gives us the signal."

"Okay. When do I get my bed back?"

He snorted. "When you go fetch it."

"That's ok, you're bed's actually comfy."

"Like hell you're having it." Ghost growled, dragging me on the floor.

"Ok one, ouch. Two, you were the one who took it out there in the first place so you get it back!"

"Not a chance bug."

"I hope you don't mind sharing a bed then..." I really hoped he would agree and this point but he just chuckled.

"Fine by me." He sighed and lay down. "Coming to bed darling?"

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Shut up and help me get my bed."

"Anything for you baby."

"Shut up you damn pervert!"

*The Next Day*

I woke up the next morning and rolled over with a sigh. My eyes snapped open as I was dragged out of the bed. "Ghost?!" I yelled at him as I finally saw his mask come into view.

"Yes?"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"I'm going to kill you."

"What? Let go!" I struggled fruitlessly as I was dragged outside. "Ghost let me go!"

By this point half the base had heard me and was crowded a few meters away, watching with fear as I was thrown to the ground.

"Sorry Roach."

I glared up at him as he pulled out his gun and levelled it with my head. "Bastard!"

The gun fired and I felt the bullet hit my chest before blacking out.

I lurched up and coughed, wincing at the pain in my chest. "God dammit Ghost!"

"Yes?"

I turned and glared at him. "I fucking hate you."

"What? I could've actually shot you with a real bullet."

"Glad you didn't, that hurt."

He snorted. "You're such a wimp."

"I was only wearing a shirt you ass."

"What? It had to look realistic, I think Royce shit himself when I did that."

"Good."

Ghost chuckled as sat down on his bed. "You can't leave this room now."

"I know."

"Just making sure, and now I'm going to Soap."

He stood up and opened the door. "Bring me some food. I haven't eaten today."

"Gotcha."

I sighed and lay back down again as the door closed.

I started away as the door banged open before closing again. "What?"

"You fell asleep again? Damn Roach you were out cold for a few hours the first time around."

"Shut up and where's my food?"

"Here."

Ghost placed the plate of food in front of me and sat down with a sigh. I eagerly grabbed the fork and shoved a mouthful in my mouth. "So what did they guy's say?" I mumbled around my mouthful.

"That's disgusting."

"Well?"

"They're all avoiding me, still think I killed you. They haven't gone to Soap about it though or he would've said something by now."

"Great, so at the moment, I'm stuck in here?"

"Pretty much."

I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "Great."

"Hey it could be worse."

"How?"

"I could've pretended to bury you."

"Bitch if you even dare I'll god damn kill you."

"Yup, that's why I didn't."

A knock sounded at the door and Ghost turned his head towards it. "What?"

"It's Soap."

He stood up with a sigh and opened the door to let the man in. "What's up?"

"I just got a complaint, that you killed Roach in front of the other members of the team, and then dragged his body off."

"Well as you can see sir, Roach is perfectly fine."

"Yup, just a couple of bruises but I'm still alive."

"I can see. You really scared the shit out of Royce."

"Good."

Ghost sighed and stretched out on his bed. "So what now?"

"Go kill some more people." Soap groaned and opened the door. "I'm going to have hell the next few days."

"You were the one who came up with this plan."

"And I regret it already." He shook his head and closed the door.

I finished the remainder of my food before grinning at Ghost. "Hop to it Lieutenant, you've got a lot of people to kill."

"Joy."

"What? I'm sure you've threatened to kill everyone on base at least several times."

"Probably, shame I can't really kill you all though."

"You'd miss us."

He snorted and stood up. "Right. See you later bug."

"Who you gunna go for?"

"First person I see."

"You plan ahead well."

"Whatever. It doesn't matter who really, as long as it's not Royce."

"I suppose." I sighed and shook my head as he left the room. "This probably won't end well."