Hey guys. I know I haven't been updating my stories for a long time. Also, I know I haven't updated this story in like…10 months…Ya sorry for that. My life has challenged to the breaking point. (Let's hope I come back from it)
I have changed the POV to now 3rd person, because damn it all, I can't write in first person! So there you have it.
Oh, special thanks to all who reviewed (I will reply to you after the story). But to one person who PM'd me, Blossom Sanderson98, thanks! So here you guys go!

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He hadn't really thought much of it. Hell, from the sight that met him when he forced open the door struck him with so little thought, he believed he was brain dead. Or then again he could have mentally prepared himself without knowing it. Either way, MacTavish stared in wonder as he gazed upon Ghost, who was fast asleep on his bed. The man looked undoubtedly uncomfortable in the position that he was laying in. His arms were forced above his head by gleaming handcuffs. The man's shirt was ripped open as his pants were pulled down to his ankles. MacTavish dropped his head and sighed out before walking forward and slapping his teammate on the forehead.

He woke up quicker than MacTavish had expected.

"Where the bloody 'ell have you been," the Lieutenant growled out before his eyes leisurely blinked open.

"Drunk," MacTavish replied relaxingly. "Have a fun night?" MacTavish smiled. In thought, he had expected the Lieutenant to smirk with a snobby remark, but the man's eyes darkened and he turned away. MacTavish rose an eyebrow in question, "I'm sure the hooker didn't mean it."

"What the 'ells that supposed to mean?" Ghost asked snapping back.

MacTavish shrugged, "I don't know what you did last night, mate. I'm just guessing."

"Sir, what did you do last night?" Ghost looked back at MacTavish a smile hinting at the corners of his lips.

The man looked tiered, hurt and confused. MacTavish studied Ghost under such an intense stare the Lieutenant had to shift his weight to try and rid himself from the reviewing observation. MacTavish sighed and sat on the bed, "Your junks showing, your shirts ripped open and you're handcuffed to the headboard." MacTavish pointed out, his eyes traveling around the room. "Ah, plus your closet door looks like a person was flung upon it. Care to explain?"

Simon swallowed.

"I see," MacTavish sighed, "From my guess…you got into a fight with a hooker after she handcuffed you to the bed, you lost and she ran out – maybe she robbed you? Or hell, you like it rough."

"You've seen too much porn, sir." Ghost replied dryly. He gazed up at his captain and they locked gazes.

"What happened after Roach brought you home?"

It was a simple question, so simple Ghost knew he could answer it without a thought – if it was another night. To be honest, nothing the night previous had made any sense. He was confused. He was tiered. He was hurt. Damn he hurt. "Damn it," Ghost whispered. Why was his chest hurting like this? More specifically, why the bloody hell was his heart aching to the point his eyes wanted to overflow with tears. Not once in his life had he felt this way towards a human being, not once. Fuck.

"Ghost," MacTavish spoke low, "Where is Roach?"

He stumbled. He tumbled. He toppled. He staggered.

And once, he fell.

His eyes were closed. So that explained something…right?

God his head was pounding. He didn't think it was healthy to feel the blood pulsing and piercing beneath his hands that were pressed against his skull.

His feet staggered against the pavement, scraping the small pebbles across the ground as he took each unfocused step. Of course each step was taken back an inch as he bumped into groups of people pushing past, not caring about the man they tormented.

Suddenly, someone pushed him to the side and he fell into an alleyway. His back crashed against a small puddle and droplets of water sprung into the air in surprise.

No one came to help. So he laid there.

His nose began to clog. His throat seemed to tighten. His eyes began to itch.

A dark emotion like nothing he had experienced washed over him in a downpour. It crushed his chest to the point the stabbing headache fizzed out of existence.

So he broke into a pain filled sob.

He was so confused. He remembered everything. Everything. The night he brought Simon to his house after being enormously drunk, the mission that sent him to hell, the day that he had given into the voice that lied to him – he remembered it all. Even last night.

This triggered another heart aching sob.

His legs pulled inward toward his chest as he rolled to his side. He crushed his eyes together and put his forehead on his knees. As water poured out of his tightly closed eyes, he crushed his fingers deeper into his hair.

He was so confused.

How? How? How the hell did he let this happen? He had been so weak. So damn weak.

Not only was he confused. But damn it all to fucking hell…he was lonely.

So he stayed there, in an alleyway, where he laid in a puddle, crying his heart out like a fucking pussy.

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