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    If anyone bothered to ask Ghost who he was, he figured he'd just stare at them for a moment, and say three simple words.

     

    "A stray dog."

     

    He didn't mean to bite. Didn't mean to bare his teeth or snap at every outstretched hand.

    It wasn't in his nature—not really.

    He didn't want to be like this.

    He just didn't know how to be anything else.

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    "Jesus fucking Christ, MacTavish," Ghost snapped, his voice cutting through Soap like a bullet through bone, making mincemeat of his heart as it dropped clear to his feet. "Shut the fuck up."

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    In the wake of Hassan's death and stolen moments in Las Almas, Soap can't seem to quiet his mind—and Ghost won't let himself rest. Haunted by guilt and convinced he's the problem, Ghost starts doing what he does best: pushing people away before they can see the mess he really is.

    If he's alone, maybe Soap will be safe.

    But Johnny MacTavish has never been good at backing down.

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    17 Sep 2025

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    When he said he didn't believe that Ghost was attractive, he was only teasing his superior in their usual manner. He practically knew that Ghost was drop-dead gorgeous under that mask.

    But he actually was ugly.

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    “Johnny, fuckin’ hell.” Skull-framed eyes widened. A hand shot out to grab Soap’s shoulder, turning him to get a better look at whatever had caught Ghost's attention. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

    Soap looked down at himself to get an idea what the lieutenant was freaking out about.

    Ah. Blood. Quite an impressive amount, actually.

    Soap gets a little bit shot. It's fine, but the shock rattles their small group, making them even closer than before. Also, there's a game of Cluedo, for some reason.

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    Ghost is motionless, staring down at John's outstretched hand like he's trying to recall on which page of How to Behave Like a Real Human in Polite Society he’s previously seen the gesture.

    Before things can get awkward, John turns the aborted handshake into a jovial, manly sort of punch to Ghost’s shoulder. It's rather like how he imagines it would be to hit an adult moose, both in the physical sensation and in the frisson of anticipated danger it elicits. Gamely, he says, “Truck’s just about set, sir. Glad to be working with you.”

    Ghost’s eyes flick up to John’s face, and then higher, to his hair. He frowns.

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    Two idiots are assigned to an ambulance. They fall in love.

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    But Ghost didn’t seem to mind, quietly filling the kettle before setting it to boil, those dark eyes watching as John paced the kitchen, one arm flailing about in the air, the other locked tight around his half-melted pint of rocky road.

    He told Ghost he was stressed. That the entire MacTavish clan was coming into town, which meant awkward hugs, judgmental stares, and nosy questions from people he hadn’t seen in years. John could handle all of that, he really could.

    But what he couldn’t handle was the questions. Why he hadn’t settled down yet, why he didn’t have a nice Scottish girl on his arm.

    Why he wasn’t married with a child on the way, because Ethel and James weren’t getting younger, and John was already too old. For fuck’s sake.

    “Maybe I don’t want to bring home a wee lass,” John had snapped, voice cracking as he dug his spoon in harder than necessary, a brown, congealed clump of freezer-burned rocky road flying onto the floor. “Maybe I don’t even like women, has anyone considered that?”

    And there, in less than twenty words, John had completely outed himself. 

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