The Elite Task Force (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 Fanfiction) ✓

Chapter 14

Author's Note: If you have any writing tips, please feel free to comment.

Again, I gratefully accept constructive criticism as a means to help me develop my skills as a writer.

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Chapter 14

Williams walked outside and started jogging towards Ghost who was wearing the same white t-shirt and dark green pants.

"I thought you weren't going to come, love," he said smirking.

"Me? Not come? No way; and don't call me that," she said sternly warming up.

"Whatever you say, Marine," he grinned.

"How do you wanna do this?" she asked.

"Let's start jogging and then we'll see. I'll try to go easy on you," he winked.

"Worry about yourself, Brit," she replied raising her eyebrows as they started jogging together. They jogged for about half an hour when finally Ghost spoke.

"Let's sprint until the shooting range. Three, two, one, go!"

They sprinted as fast as they could but Ghost was faster and finished first. He went near the range where there was some water and threw a bottle at Williams and she caught it in one hand.

"Better luck next time Fox," he said panting drinking some water and wetting his head and water started dripping from his face to his chest. The white t-shirt got wet and stuck to his body revealing his muscles bulging from underneath as he breathed.

"Is everything ok, sunshine?" he said smiling noticing she was staring at him.

Williams rolled her eyes and drank some water. She ignored him and said, "What's next?"

"Shooting range; the one that shoots the most targets wins," he said checking her out from her top to bottom. "I can't wait to see that body," he smirked.

"You won't because I'm going to win Lieutenant," she said shoving him aside.

They both grabbed a USP .45 and Williams started shooting. She shot down all the targets at once and looked at Ghost and told him, "Beat that."

Ghost went up to the range and started aiming and shooting at the targets. As he aimed for his last target, he shot and missed it.

"Bloody hell," he said with a grimace lowering his gun. "I lost."

"You did that on purpose!" said Williams grabbing his arm and turned him around so that he could face her.

"I swear I didn't!" he said raising his arms.

"Meh, that was a waste of time," she said placing the gun in its place. "It was obvious that I was better."

"That seems the case," sighed Ghost. "So! Saturday at six?" he asked smiling at her.

"Whatever," she replied as she walked away leaving Ghost smirking.

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The Captain was on her bed reading a book for the umpteenth time. She needed to buy some new books because she had read everything and it was getting boring. Williams entered the door all sweaty; she grabbed a t-shirt and shorts she wore as PJs and went to take a shower. Malloy went into the bathroom as Williams was in the shower which had frosted glass.

"Let me guess," said Malloy, "you have a date."

"That Brit lost on purpose. He's an idiot."

"Because he's hot doesn't mean he's an idiot Charlene," said Malloy leaning against the sink.