Ghost's POV

She was getting out of the hospital today. Ghost was ecstatic, but of course he didn't let anyone see that.

It had been a few weeks and even he was ready for her to get out of there. He had been to see her every chance he got. It was getting harder and harder to stay away. Every kiss they shared just made things harder in more ways than one.

Ghost wanted to surprise her. He actually went out and got her flowers. He never bought flowers for anyone. Seriously, what was she doing to him?

Waiting at her door, he found himself getting extremely nervous. He was fidgeting, he felt hot although the hall was air down, mate.

Every time he heard footsteps his heart pounded. He felt like he was there forever and suddenly she was walking down the hall towards him. The smile that appeared on her face made him forget how nervous he was. As she approached him her smile only got bigger.

"Are those for me?" She points to the flowers.

"Oh, uh..yes they are," Ghost says and hands them to her. She smells them and and looks at him, "They're beautiful. Thank you, Simon."

"Anything for you," he said and he really meant it. He would do anything for this woman.

She opens the door to her room, "You coming in?" she asks.

It was a bad idea, he really shouldn't. Being alone with her...in this room. Say no... "Yeah," he says and walks in. The door closes behind him and they're alone. Well, fuck...

She places the flowers by the window. Good thing I was smart enough to get a vase. He takes his shades and balaclava off, "How does it feel to be out?" he asks.

"It feels great. I'm so happy!" She has the biggest smile on her face. "Why do you look so nervous?" she asks him. Shit.

"I'm not nervous," he answers with a little laugh. She walks over to him and hugs him. "Better?"

"Yeah, better," Ghosts says actually feeling a lot better. She sits on her bed and he sits in a chair, keeping a safe distance. "So, I've been reading more of House of Leaves. The words on the pages are starting to get all loopy now. I have to turn the book upside down to read some parts."

"You're getting to the good stuff now," he says. He's looking at her now and she's looking at him. Is she thinking what I'm thinking?

"Am I gonna have to ask you?" she says standing up.

"Ask me what?"

"Kiss me, dammit." Then he's standing and kissing her. "I didn't...know...if it was okay," Ghost manages to get out between kisses.

"With you it's always okay."

He doesn't know what to do with his hands. "You can touch me, you know," she says. He runs his fingers through her hair and pulls away so he can look at her. "You're beautiful," he says.

She gives him a sweet smile then turns and pushes him down on the bed. Holy shit. Before he can think, she's on top of him and they're kissing again. The way she keeps rubbing her body against his is sending him over the edge. His hands are under her shirt now, rubbing her back. He feels the scars and stops.

"It's okay," she says,"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ghost looks at her, "I want to kiss every scar on your body." He kisses the scar on her face and she looks away. He turns her head so she's looking at him again, "You're beautiful, remember?"

Kissing her again, he can feel the tears on her cheeks. "No crying today," Ghost says wiping away her tears, "Or I'll have to find a way to make you smile."

She looks at intrigued now. "Oh yeah and how's that?" Suddenly he flips her over so that he's on top and she laughs. Her laugh turns into a moan as he kisses her more. His hands are slowly pulling her shirt up and he looks at her. She nods and sits up so he can pull her shirt off.

"Your turn." Ghost wants to freak out, but he lets her take his shirt off. She takes in every mark and every scar without judgement, "You're beautiful, too," she says. Could she be any sweeter?

"I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel," he says.

"You already make me feel g-great," she says stuttering on the last word as he kisses her neck. He kisses down a little between her breasts. "Tell me to stop and I will," he says. She doesn't say anything so he continues going lower reaching her navel.

"Mmmm...I..."

"Yes?" he says as one of his hands slide under the waistband of her sweatpants. She gasps and he smiles up at her.

Just as he's about to start, there's a knock on her door. They both look at each other. "Shit," they say simultaneously. Ghost puts his shirt back on and sits down in a chair as she puts hers back on and walks to the door...

Your POV

What the hell? It was happening. It was really happening until someone came along and ruined it. Who could this be?

You open the door and Soap is standing there. "Captain. Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I heard you were back with us and I wanted to come by and see how you were," Soap says.

"That's sweet of you. I'm doing great. Very happy to be back in my own room."

"I bet. How about we all go out and celebrate tonight. I think we all can use some fun. Drinks on me."

You smile, "That sounds great, I'd love to."

"Alright, I'll tell the other guys. You rest up a bit and..." he gives you a funny smile, "Ghost, you're invited as well!" Soap shouts over your shoulder. Ghost clears his throat, "Right. Thank you, sir."

Soap laughs and you blush. "Carry on," he says and walks away. You close the door and look at Ghost. You lean against the door and cover your face.

"How the hell did he know?" you ask.

"That man can figure out everything. I don't know how he does it," Ghost says.

"Is my hair messed up or something?" You start smoothing it down.

"No, but I can make it a mess if you want me to."

"Simonnnn," you say and he laughs. "Well, maybe later."

He starts choking and now its your turn to laugh. You walk over to him and sit on his lap. "You know what I think we should do?" you ask brushing your lips against his. "What?" he says lustfully.

You pull away, "I think we should both get ready for tonight."

"What? No," Ghost says wrapping his arms around you.

"If we start this now we won't be able to get up when its time to go out," you say.

"I don't care," he says sounding like a petulant child. "Can I at least finish what I was about to do before we were interrupted?"

"That wouldn't be fair to you."

"You could always make it up to me," he says and you look at him, shocked.

"Where is this side of you coming from?"

"I'm sorry, but after weeks of kissing you I really can't help it. Do you not feel the same?" Ghost removes his arms from around your waist.

"Simon, I want you more than you could ever know, I've even had a dream about it," you say instantly regretting it.

"You what? So that's the dream you were talking about?"

You nod.

"Well, at least I'm not alone in that," he says and you turn your head to him quickly.

"You had a dream about me?"

"Dreams...plural."

"I feel so special now. Lieutenant Riley dreaming of lil ol' me. Were they good dreams?" you ask.

"That depends on your definition of 'good'." You can feel your face getting hot. "Well, in my dream you were about to touch me just like you were now before we got interrupted."

Ghost stares at you and you can tell what he's thinking. "Later Simon. Can you hold off til then?"

"I don't know. I don't want to," he laughs.

"I'll make it worth the wait," you say and his smile disappears. "Don't tease me like that."

"I'm not teasing. Now...you have to go so I can get ready."

Ghost makes a growling sound, "Fine." You kiss him one more time and he leaves.

"Oh my God," you say quietly as you decide what to wear.

-A FEW HOURS LATER-

Ghost's POV

He was still trying to calm himself down from what happened earlier. He wanted to kill Soap.

She obviously wanted it as bad as he did. The way she reacted to him, it was perfect. For weeks they had seen each other and kissed each other and Ghost was losing control. He didn't want to sound like a typical guy, but hey, he's a man. He had his needs just as he was sure she had hers.

Maybe having a few drinks will help take his mind off it.

She's waiting downstairs for him looking beautiful as ever. They were going to meet everyone else at the bar.

As he approaches, she gives him the once over and winks, "You look good in civvies..especially those jeans," she says.

"You're looking pretty good yourself." He wanted to grab her and kiss her, but he needed to make it through the night without...complications.

They get into his car and he drives to the bar. Everyone else is already there bu the time they get there. Roach gets up so [your name] can sit down. Ghost doesn't like the way any of the men are looking at her. Now my bad mood is here.

When he's in a bad mood he drinks more and tonight was no different. He would look at her every once in awhile, she was enjoying herself.

Ghost was ready to leave, but he couldn't drive. "Roach!" he calls. Roach comes over, "Yeah what's up?"

"Are you sober?"

"Yeah why?"

"Here, take my keys. Drive me back to the base."

"Um okay."

She must have spotted them walking towards the door. "Simon, are we leaving already?" Her words are a bit slurred.

"You can stay if you want. I'm leaving."

"Um, no. I'll go with you," she says.

"Fine."

Roach looks at both of them sensing the tension.

The ride back is even worse. He was in a bad mood, but she was playful. She wanted to touch and kiss him, but he wasn't having it.

Roach drops them off and Ghost walks to his room. He doesn't notice that she is following him. "Simon, what the hell is going on?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Did I do something wrong?" she asks, sounding more frustrated. He reaches his room and stops at the door, "No, it's just me being moody and drunk."

She sighs as he opens his door. "Will you feel better if I stay with you tonight?"

"We're both drunk, I don't think that's a good idea," he says.

"We don't have to do anything."

Ghost lets her in and he automatically lays down. She takes her shoes off and crawls into bed with him and puts her head on his chest. "I love you..even if you are a moody bastard," he hears her say as he closes his eyes.

"I love you," he manages to get out, putting his arm around her and falling asleep.