Love is danger

4

Simon laid on the ground, hugging himself to keep his body -without much success- from shivering. It was cold in the cell, he didnt wore much clothes and his shirt and hair was still weat from the water boarding.

Even hours later he could feel his lungs burning, sometimes he couldnt stop the small gasp when a water beat dropped down his face. As if his mind braced itself again to drown.

"Im sorry." Alejandros voice made the Lieutenant open his eyes, it was dark but light fell into his cell from under the door and the small window in it.

"For what?" Ghost voice sounded rough, hoarse from screaming and fighting for air. "That he only hurts you." The Colonel mumbled back and quickly added. "How are you holding up?"

The silence came back in which Simon check his side, it looked gruesome and should probably feel just as bad, but he was to concentrated on the air to really feel it. "Im fine."

Liar.

Both knew it, nobody was fine after getting tortured for hours. "Isnt your first time, I assume." The mexican didnt saw it himself, but he had heared Graves talk about the scars on Ghost face. He figured that the other soldier had been tortured before.

Simon didnt answere, he didnt like talking about his past. No one really knew what had been done to him, exept for Price, a few doctors and... and Johnny.

"Hes not touching you because you cant give him what he needs if you're injuired." Alejandro modded in agrement to that, he had thought that himself. "A dead hostage isnt a good hostage."

Ghost grunted as an answere and closed his eyes again, in opposite to the Colonel he was fucked. Graves wanted coordinates, Simon didnt want to give them out. It was a matter of whos will is stronger.

"They will come and get us out." Alejandro mumbled and sighed, he was doubting it himself. This place and those damn Shadows were good, it was bad for them.

"Its unfair..." Alejandro added and sighed again, the silence creept back over the other soldier and the Colonel knew it was better to keep quiet now and let him recover. "Get some sleep, I'll say when hes coming back."

Simon curled further into himself. Hopefully never... Hopefully Johnny would walk through that door the next time it would be opened. That would be great...

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Soap had slep through the night, he had needed it, his body had been more than exhausted. But now, he was more furious. "What do you mean, there are to many clues?! Fucking go after them!"

"Soap, there are to many, if we follow every single one of them it will take months and I doubt that we find the right one in time-" "In time?! For what, huh? In time to get Simon out there alive? If he isnt already dead!" The Sergeant snapped at Price and scoffed.

"I know what he means to you, but thing logically-" "Dont go that fucking way Price! If you tell me to heal and concentrate on my job rather than go search for him, I will go fucking crazy." Price sighed, the soldier in the bed infront of him was like that for a while now.

"Im not giving him up, never. And you know it." He paused and checked if he would get interrupted again, but Soap was bussy with glaring at him.

"I just cant risk more men. Im not only in charge of you and him, despite... Im having Gaz out there, hes checking everything for hours now. Videos tapes, phones we could find, hell everything that might lead to the right clue. Hes exhausted like we all are."

Soap sighed and grumbled to himself. "And Im just laying in this shitty bed... Let me get out too." "No, I wont let you get out there no-" "I will go anyways!"