Chapter 1: A Simple Mission

You had joined the team nearly a year ago and you have been on mission after mission ever since.

Your code name was Chaser and you were a sniper and medic when one wasn't available.

You enjoyed working with the men of the 141. They didn't look at you any different because you were a woman. They made sure you knew how to hold your own and didn't sugar coat anything. You silently thanked them for it. It was nice to be seen as an equal after years of climbing the ranks

You were currently in Mexico. Not what you wanted your first time in Mexico to be like but it was nice to see it none the less. You were on yet again another mission.

This was just like any other mission you had. get in, secure the target and get the hell out.

You laid on a roof top, sniper ready covering the backs of your team. Your tactical gear hugging your body making you sweat more then you should be.

The warm Mexican breeze cooled off your sweat soaked body. If you knew anything about Mexico, it was that it was fucking hot.

"Aye Alejandro, there a beach around here? I could use some relaxation." You said through your communication mic.

"Sorry mija, not one around here for miles. We are in the desert."

"Who needs a beach when you got a perfectly good shower at base" replied Soap

"You guys take all the damn hot water, I nearly freeze my ass off every shower I get" You replied

Soap only chuckled.

"Going into position", Says a gruff voice said through your ear piece.

Back to business, as usual for Ghost

"You're clear from up here." You replied

You see Alejandro, Soap, Graves and Ghost make their way inside the compound. You immediately hear gunfire.

From the briefing, the building wasn't super secure and should be easy in and out.

You were on aerial to be sure.

You heard Graves over the mic, "we have sight on the target, how's it looking out there Angel."

You nearly gagged. You hated the name Graves called you. Yes sure Alejandro called you mija but in the months you knew Alejandro, you already trusted him more than Graves. Plus with Alejandro it was a brotherly relationship, with Graves it just made your skin crawl.

"The name is Chaser, Graves can't believe you forgot." You scanned the area, "got small company coming from the south, already on it." You say.

You heard Ghost chuckle through the mic.

Bang, bang, bang,

3 men down 3 to go.

One looks up and nearly spot you. You see them turn directly in your direction heading to the entrance of the abandoned building you were in

Shit.

You get up from your position and head toward the door. You waited until someone opened it. You shot the first man that opened the door, then the second kicked the gun out of your hand and you stumbled back.

You take the knife from your hip and remember the lessons Ghost taught you. You immediately charge the man sweeping his legs out from under him and stabbing the knife into the side of his neck. Blood splatters on your face as the man chokes on his own blood.

The third catches you by surprise as he lifts his gun and shoots you. It gets you in the leg and you stagger to the ground. He tackles you to the wooden floor of the abandon house dust flying every where. You struggle against his weight and strength and as wrestles trying to make you drop your knife. You quickly try to maneuver your weight and stab him in the leg. He stumbles off of you and you grab the pistol from your hip and in a swift motion and shoot him in the head. He slumps to the ground.

You hear Soap through the comms, "target acquired heading back to the rendezvous point."

"Copy that, the company has been dealt with." You reply.

You grab your rifle off the ground and make it past the dead men down the stairs.

You need to get to the rendezvous as fast as you can. You look down at your leg the blood already seeping through your pants. Luckily the bullet was only a graze of your thigh.

"Breath, just breath Chaser." You tell your self

You stumble out of the building half walking half jogging as fast as you can not wanting to get caught with more enemy reinforcements.

"We have reached the rendezvous point vehicles en route , copy?" Said in a thick British accent. It was Ghost, his voice rough yet smooth. Just like bourbon. You have grown to like how very British this team is.

"Chaser do you copy?" Said Ghost

"Chaser how copy?" Still Ghost

"Almost there, going as fast as I can." You say through ragged breaths

"Chaser are you injured?" Said ghost, a certain tone to his voice.

"Yes I've been hit. Nothing major just a graze."

"Bloody hell, why didn't you say something?" Said Soap

"Nothing to worry about I'll be there in 30 seconds" you say

Men. They are so dramatic

You get the rendezvous point and nearly stumble inside, yet another abandon building. You fall to the ground gripping the wound on your leg trying to stop the bleeding. Your whole upper pant leg turned a dark red-brown.

"Hey guys I'm here."

Ghost is at your side in an instant already getting the bandaging from his pack for your leg to control the bleeding. It was probably for the best. The blood loss was starting to catch up with you. Your adrenaline was fading. You take a few nice gulps of air.

"Quite the medic aren't you Ghost" you pant with a smile, "I appreciate it."

He delicately wraps your leg but tight enough to apply pressure. His fingers graze your pant legs sending sparks up to your core. He cuts the end and tucks it into the rest of the bandage.

"Only for your dumb arse" he replied with no humor or emotion.

You just smile at him and nod looking at those eyes you have learned to like quite a lot.

Before you know it, he gently scoops you up bridal style,

"Ghost what the hell, I'm not a child I can walk on my own." You fight. He settles you in his arms. You look up at his face, well mask, with a scowl on yours. Your faces only inches apart. You felt your cheeks heat up.

"Our ride is a mile out, and you're too slow. We need to move" he replies.

"Ready then?" Says Alejandro as they head for the exit. Graves follows.

Ghost nods and follows suit with Soap at his six.

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You made it back to Alejandro's head quarters where you had set up operations. All of you back in one piece. It was nice to have a mission go nearly perfect.

" I need a medic" yelled Ghost as he entered the building still carrying you.

"Ghost set me down I can fucking walk" you nearly laugh

He looks at you to study your face and sets you down tentatively.

You wobble before gaining your balance and take the medic's arm and head to the medical rooms. Ghost only stares at you as you limp off.

You turn your head back looking at to Ghost's white mask, his eyes sewn to you not showing any emotion.

"I'll be okay." You smile at him as you limp away with the medic

He was always like this when you got hurt. Even if he got hurt worse, he was still making sure you were okay.

"Don't worry L.T., she's a strong one. She will be good as new by tomorrow." Says Soap coming up from behind and giving him at pat on the shoulder.

Graves butts into the conversation, "well aren't you the Knight in shining armor lieutenant."

Ghost turns to Graves looking down at him. "Shut your trap. I'm taking a shower" says Ghost shoving past Graves and walking down the hall way.

If it was one thing that annoyed Ghost it was Graves. Bloody American acting all high and mighty just because he's Shepards favorite. Ghost knew he should have beat his ass. And he could do it in about 2 seconds too. Graves just had a way to getting under people's skin. And Ghost never let him see it to much. He didn't want to give Graves the satisfaction.

Ghost knew he was getting soft. Soap seemed to be the only other one to notice other than himself. It was all because of you, and some small part of him hated you for it. That you could make him doubt every part of his being with just your smile. How you could distract him so easily when he was at his worst or having a hard time. Even from nightmares you sometimes knocked on his door when you heard him. Ghost didn't see himself as good enough for you, and hated seeing you work in this type of field with this type of work. He didn't want to see that smile of yours dim.

Ghost needed a nice long shower to clear his head. It's been to long of a day.