The Mission

Soap and Ghost got pinned down by enemy reinforcements. Soap pulled a map out and saw they had a safe house ten clicks west. "Let's go," he said, and they moved. Soap walks in a safe house. He stops seeing bags. He cocks his gun slowly; Soap shoots and see a shadow. "What the fuck, Soap" Aurora yelled. "Fuck" she said. Soap turns the light on, seeing his sister. "Shit, sorry, Neon," he said. She sighs and pulls out her shot, and takes it. "It's fine. I wasn't hit," she said. She took a deep breath and sighed. "Fuck I hate being in heat when I have a job to do," she said and saw Ghost. "Oh, hello, I am Neon," she said. Ghost swallows hard, smelling her. He walks out and climbs a tree, and sits there. "Okay, nice to meet you too," she said. Soap smiles. "He just keeps to himself, and your pheromones are extra thick. Maybe you stay in," he said. He drops his bag and leans his rifle against the wall. "I wish I could, but I must get this information," she said. He hands him a small laptop, and he sees the small camera. "Be my backup, okay," she said and left. Once she was gone, Ghost came inside. "Your sister needs to get her pheromones in check," he said bluntly, counting the ammo and everything. Soap sighs. "She took a shot, dude chill," he said. Ghosts could smell her in the house. He stood up and went back outside. "It's messing with him," Soap said and sighed and watched the camera and gripped his rifle, and rushed out of the house. He dropped the laptop." Aurora," he said, getting his mask on and cocks his gun. Ghost picked it up and saw she was being tortured. He followed his brother in arms to help his sister. Aurora was breathing. "Who are you working for," a man said. She smirks. "Your mother," she said. He dunks her head the water again. "Wait, she is in heat," they said. She got nervous she didn't mind being physically hurt. "Please, no," she said. "Soap," she thought. They pinned her down. Ghost shot the guy. His blood got all over her. She swallowed and pushed him off. "Thank you," she said. Ghost tossed her over his back while they left. Soap helped her get down and cleaned and wrapped her wounds, and Ghost went back outside. She looks. "It's me, isn't it," she asks Soap. He nods. "Your pheromones are messing with him. The man hasn't been with any women I know of, and I am closest to him," he said. "Wait, there was Brittany, but due to him fucking the hate out, she dumped him," he said. "Oh, he is rough in bed," she said. Soap nodded. "Yeah," he said. "She was just a pussy" she said. Soap laughed and sat down. "Sure, sis," he said. She leans on the wall. Soap stood up, leaving her in the bedroom, and shut the door. She opens the window and sighs, feeling the cold breeze. She leans her head back. Soap was holding his rifle and asleep against the wall. She was sleeping, not hearing Ghost enter her room. He swallowed and took his mask off and gently put his rifle against the wall, took off his vest, and got in bed next to her, pulling her close and rubbing his face in her neck, taking in her smell. She felt his strong arms and huge hands around her small frame. She touched his hand with hers and let him hold her