Blessing in Disguise - Simon "Ghost" Riley

Execute Authority

Natalie's POV:

I woke up with a heavy weight on top of me, and I tried to shift around, but Simon's grip tightened around my waist as he mumbled, "Five more minutes..."

I chuckled softly and ran my fingers through his brown hair. "As much as I would love to stay in bed with you all day, it's already 2PM."

Simon groaned in response, but eventually relented and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Okay- okay, I'll get up. But can we sleep in a little bit longer? We're going to be running around a lot later today." He said, giving me his best puppy eyes.

I gave in and nodded in agreement, feeling a little relieved that we'd be taking it easy for the morning. "Yeah, but not too much, okay?"

Simon nodded, yawning as he got out of bed and stretched. I sat up in bed, watching as Simon made his way over to his bag, rummaging through it for clean clothes.

As he got dressed, I couldn't help but admire the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin. Simon had always been in great shape, but something about the way he was moving at this moment was different. He was more confident, more sure of himself.

After he put on his jeans, he turned around to grab a shirt and I couldn't help but notice how his hips swayed as he walked. It was more noticeable now that he was only in jeans, and I found myself staring for a little too long.

He caught me staring and grinned, running a hand through his messy hair. "What?" He asked, chuckling.

I shook my head, a small smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Nothing. Just admiring the view." I replied, my voice low yet innocent.

Simon raised an eyebrow, looking amused. "Is that so?" he asked, crossing the room to sit down next to me on the bed. "Well, I must say, you're quite good looking too." He added, leaning in to press a soft kiss to my lips.

I sighed contentedly as he pulled away, feeling his warmth against my skin. "We should probably get going soon," I said reluctantly, breaking away from his embrace.

Simon nodded, grabbing his mask and pulling it over his face. "Right. Hassan won't wait for us forever." He said, heading towards the door.

I quickly got changed and followed him out of the room. As we walked down the hallway, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within me. We were finally going to find Hassan, and maybe, just maybe, we could put an end to all of this, all of the trauma we had gone through in just a short time.

We made our way to Price's room, where we found Soap, Katya, Keegan, and Gaz already waiting for us. I couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline as we discussed our plan to locate Hassan.

Price was the first to speak, his tone serious and authoritative. "Alright everyone, listen up. We know that Hassan is on the 48th floor, and we need to be extremely discreet when we make our move."

I nodded in agreement, my heart beating faster as I thought about the potential danger we were about to face. "Do we know anything else about the layout of the building?" I asked, trying to gather as much information as possible.

Price nodded. "There are two staircases, one at each end of the building, but the elevators are closer to the west end. We'll need to move quickly if we're going to beat Hassan to his room."

Katya spoke up next, her Russian accent thick. "What about security?"

Price's expression hardened. "We can't take any chances. We'll need to neutralize any threats we encounter, but we do so as quietly as possible. We don't want to alert anyone to our presence."