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A loud click sounded through the room and Soap’s pulse jumped. He hadn’t felt so on edge since Las Almas.
Any previous emotion from Ghost’s face burned away—replaced with a steel gaze that Soap knew very well.
Soap’s blood ran cold when he saw what now lay before him. A light had switched on behind the glass, illuminating several figures standing behind it. Soap had suspected it wouldn’t just be a mirror—he still wished he had been wrong.OR
Ghost and Soap get captured on a mission, and some experimentation leads to Ghost becoming a little more like his namesake -
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One laugh stood out amongst the small crowd, and Ghost felt his heart still – there was no bloody way. He pushed through the crowd more forcefully than he intended and stopped dead in his tracks. It took everything in him to mold his face into something that resembled disinterest.
There – sitting on a couch lounge next to Crawford, acting like he’d known the man for years – was Soap fucking Mactavish.
Fuckin’ hell.
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Ghost goes undercover and Soap decides to tag along