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Kyle "baby girl" 'Gaz' Garrick

Hybrid AU! Task Force 141 x Female!Reader

Final Part: No More Running

The facility was falling apart.

The explosion had set off a chain reaction—**fire licking at the walls, metal groaning as it threatened to collapse.** But none of that mattered.

Not when you stood face to face with the man who had been hunting you for years.

**Cole Stanton.**

He looked almost amused, his sharp eyes flicking between you and **Ghost,** who was standing half a step in front of you.

“Didn’t expect you to have company, little hybrid,” Stanton mused. “And here I thought you liked being alone.”

Your claws twitched. **Ghost was tense beside you, silent but deadly, waiting.**

“I stopped running,” you said, voice even. “Figured it was time to end this.”

Stanton smirked. “Brave. Or stupid.”

Ghost’s gun was up in an instant. “**Try your luck and find out.**”

It happened fast.

**Gunfire. Movement. A blur of chaos.**

Ghost was a shadow beside you, a whirlwind of **violence and precision,** tearing through Stanton’s men while you focused on the real threat.

**Stanton was fast.** Strong. He moved with a predator’s grace, blocking your strikes, countering your attacks.

But you were faster. **Angrier.**

A sharp **slash—your claws catching his side.** A snarl of pain. **A misstep.**

That’s all it took.

You surged forward—**one final strike, a blade through his chest.**

Stanton’s breath hitched, shock flashing in his eyes.

“You—”

You twisted the knife. “**You lost.**”

And with that, you let him fall.

The fight was over.

Ghost was at your side instantly, gripping your arm, scanning you for injuries. His hands were rough but **gentle, grounding.**

“It’s done,” you whispered, half-disbelieving.

He exhaled. “Yeah.”

But the facility wasn’t done collapsing.

“We need to move,” **Price’s voice** crackled through the comms. “Now.”

Ghost didn’t let go of you as you ran.

---

### **Outside – Aftermath**

The night air was cool against your heated skin. The facility burned behind you, but you barely noticed.

**Ghost hadn’t let go of you.**

Not since the fight. Not since you won.

The others were regrouping, checking injuries, securing the area, but **you and Ghost stood apart.**

Finally, he spoke.

“No more running.”

You swallowed, staring at the ground. “I don’t know how to stop.”

Ghost’s fingers curled under your chin, tilting your face up. His mask was still on, but his eyes—**those piercing blue eyes—**were filled with something raw.

“Then let me show you.”

Your breath caught.

And then **he kissed you.**

This time, it wasn’t desperate. It wasn’t rushed, fueled by adrenaline and fear.

It was **real.**

A promise.

No more running.

Not from him.

Not from this.

Not anymore.

Part 3: Uneasy Trust Hybrid AU! Task Force 141 x Female!Reader

The first few days at the **141 safe house** were tense.

You barely spoke, barely moved unless necessary. Your body was still healing, but your mind remained in fight-or-flight mode. Years of being hunted had taught you that trust was a luxury you couldn't afford.

The others gave you space—**except Ghost.**

He was always near. Never intrusive, never speaking much, but watching. You should have been unnerved by it. Instead, it made your instincts settle, just a little.

---

On the third day, you sat on the edge of the cot, ears flicking toward the sound of boots approaching. You didn’t need to look to know who it was.

Ghost.

He stopped at the doorway, arms crossed over his broad chest. “You should eat.”

You scowled, curling your tail around yourself. “I’m fine.”

A huff. “You’re not.”

Annoyance flared in your chest. “I don’t take orders from you.”

His head tilted slightly, like he was studying you. "Didn’t ask you to."

You bared your teeth at him—an instinctive warning. But he didn’t react, didn’t flinch like most people did when you showed a hint of aggression. Instead, he took a step forward and placed something on the nearby table.

A plate. Food.

Not just military rations. Freshly cooked meat, still warm, along with bread and some kind of broth. Your stomach betrayed you with a low growl.

Ghost said nothing. Just turned and left.

You stared at the food for a long time before giving in.

---

That became a pattern.

Ghost never pushed, never forced conversation. But he left food, blankets, small comforts that you hadn't expected.

And slowly, your walls started to crack.

One night, after another quiet meal, you spoke without thinking. “Why do you wear that mask?”

Ghost stilled, his hand pausing on his cup of tea. You almost regretted asking, but then—

“Why do you keep your tail tucked in?”

You blinked, ears twitching. “What?”

He didn’t look at you, just leaned back in his chair. “You’re always hiding it. Like you’re afraid to take up space.”

Your tail twitched on instinct, curling tighter against your leg. You hadn’t even realized you did that.

Ghost finally glanced at you, his blue eyes sharp but unreadable. "We all got reasons for hiding parts of ourselves."

You didn’t know what to say to that.

But for the first time, silence between you wasn’t so heavy.

---

### **Meanwhile…**

A shadowy figure scrolled through surveillance footage, pausing on an image of you with **Ghost** standing nearby.

"Looks like you've made some new friends," the man mused, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Let’s see how long that lasts."

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✨One-Shot✨ 📖Series📖 🎭Crack🎭 💧Angst💧

No One Needs to Know... Right? ❤️‍🔥✨

Nasty Young Price ✨❤️‍🔥

Price meeting your parents for the firt time ✨🎭

Him with a wheelchair user partner ✨🌸

Mr. & Mrs. Price ✨🌸❤️‍🔥

Price and his lovely caddy girl ✨❤️‍🔥

Accidentally Kidnaping Mafia Boss Price ✨🌸

Her Royal Highness 📖💧🌸❤️‍🔥

Hormones Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 🤔❤️‍🔥📖

Spidey 📖💡

Switch Bodies 📖🌸 First Morning 🌸 Meeting Soap 🌸💧

Simon Riley is a Good Man ❤️‍🔥✨+ Soap is a good man in the reblogs

Boyfriend!Simon learning about himself 🎭🤔✨

Immortal!Ghost x Reader that always comes back 💧✨🤔

Simon Riley always loved your hair ✨🤔🌸

"Simon" 💧✨

Simon with a big titties and tiny titties girlfriend ✨🤔

Insecure about their hands reader ✨🌸

Simon learning about your childhood - Extra bit - Extra x2 ✨🌸

New dad Simon ✨🌸

A Village Apart ✨❤️‍🔥

Simon “I Will Never Be A Father” Riley ✨🌸❤️‍🔥

Simon and his lipstick ✨🌸❤️‍🔥 alterative ending ✨🌸

A Ghost Of The Past ✨🌸❤️‍🔥

Actually... That's my wife, ya wanker ✨🌸

Are you home? ✨❤️‍🔥

Gaz finding his soulmate ✨🎭🌸

Manipulative Gaz ❤️‍🔥✨💧

Break Up 💧✨/📖

Competitive Gaz ❤️‍🔥✨

Back Home ✨❤️‍🔥🌸

Valeria's different approach to interrogation ❤️‍🔥✨

Little Red Riding Hood ❤️‍🔥✨

Soap's Diary (mumbling)

Him with a wheelchair user partner ✨🌸

Johnny's work out routine ✨❤️‍🔥

Soap, who steals something more than your heart (darkishh)✨

Fishy Business ✨❤️‍🔥

Price's secret weapon ✨🤔

¿Hambre, mi niña? ✨❤️‍🔥

Poly 141 x Reader

Shitposting and Jokes I have Proudly Posted 🎭

Lift Me Off My Feet (Poly 141 x Reader) 📖❤️‍🔥🌸💧

COD Boys Try Sexy Roleplay ✨❤️‍🔥🎭

What kind of nasty each man is? ✨❤️‍🔥

141TF Men and what piece of clothing they would steal ✨🌸

Little comforting bit (Poly 141 x Reader) ✨🌸

Soap x Ghost x Reader

Well, I Wasn't On That Tunnel (Ghoap x Reader) 📖❤️‍🔥💧

Ghost finding out about you and Soap's little deal ✨❤️‍🔥

Price x Gaz

An Offer You Won't Refuse ✨❤️‍🔥