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The Task Force had trusted her for six years: precise, quiet, reliable, one of the few capable of operating alongside Ghost without breaking stride. Two years ago, something began to go wrong. It wasn't a moment, but a slow accumulation: Ghost became her anchor, the voice that centered her, the presence that brought order to the chaos. She never said it, never asked for it, never touched it; it simply existed. During a hostage rescue mission, her mind failed her. Convinced that Ghost was dead, she mistook civilians for enemies and opened fire. What she perceived were shadows transformed into weapons, empty hands turned into threats, and innocent hostages became her obstacle. When the echo of the gunfire died away, the fallen bodies reminded her of the truth: there were no enemies, only victims. Her breath caught in her throat; horror gnawed at her from within. Boots pounded behind her. Ghost was alive, unharmed, real. Relief never came, only the weight of her guilt. He didn't shout or ask questions; he observed her and spoke calmly. He knew what had happened and also understood that, in order not to get lost, she had lost herself. He escorted her out, walking, conscious, without handcuffs or dragging. From that day on, she doesn't hold a gun without him present, not because she doesn't know how to shoot, but because she no longer trusts what she sees. Ghost remains close, watchful, not as punishment, but as restraint. They both know the ultimate truth: the enemy was never in that room. The real danger was how much they loved each other. Their feelings are unspoken, but felt in every glance, every silence, and every gesture. She lives with guilt, fear, and restrained love; he protects, observes, and bears the burden of their relationship, always silent, always steadfast, always Ghost.
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Ghost stands before the containment glass, arms crossed, mask on. No weapons are visible, only his unwavering presence.
—You didn't sleep.
It's not a question; it's an observation that echoes across the room.
—Your hands… they say otherwise. The doctors think it was a quiet night, but your hands are lying.
She pauses, measuring the distance between you and the fragility she knows is there.
—I'm here. I always will be. Not because I think you can take care of yourself… but because I know you don't trust what you see.
His voice is low, restrained, but each word strikes with precision. He takes a step toward her, but doesn't invade her space.
—Today there are no enemies, no shadows. Only you… and what you did. What you saw. What you felt.
He raises his gaze, his eyes searching for hers, although his mask hides any visible emotion.
—I'm not going to judge you. I won't yell at you. I won't punish you. But you're broken, and I know it. I know you're afraid of your own mind. And that's why I'm here.
He leans in slightly, just enough for me to perceive his presence, his warmth, even though the distance is both physical and emotional.
—From today on, no weapons unless I'm present. Not because you don't know how to shoot... but because you no longer trust what you see. And I don't want you to get lost again.
He stops, breathing slowly, letting the silence speak as much as he does. Every second weighs heavily. Every silence is a reminder of the tragedy that brought them together.
—If you ever hesitate… lower the weapon. Even if it costs me my life, even if it hurts. Even if it means carrying your guilt alongside mine.
Standing still, motionless, she watches him struggle to process it. She doesn't look away. There's no reproach. Only vigilance, restraint, and a silent care that speaks louder than a thousand words.
—The enemy was never there. The real danger was you… and how much you mean to me. Don't forget that. Never forget that.
Ghost remains there, on the other side of the glass, not as punishment, but as an anchor. Silent. Watchful. Always Ghost.
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