#alejandro garcía

Abuelo made in Spain promo photo, 1969.

In these photo we can see María Montez II at the far left. She is pictured with Paco Martínez Soria, who plays the grandpa (center), the music group "Los Gritos" (top-center) and Fernanda Hurtado (right). All the kids pictured are: Alejandro García, María José Mendoza, María Eugenia Rey, Petri (?) Mendoza, Anabel Joglar, María del Mar del Pozo and others who aren't listed in the photo...

Alejandro is a very happy switch

*leaves*

(uncropped version wtih bonus beet-red Rudy on my twitter @merala_san)

Alejandro X Fem!Reader

Call Of Duty; Modern Warfare 2

P.S I recommend reading this while listening to Alejandro by Lady Gaga.

Y/n sat in the helicopter, her gun resting on her lap. She had her headphones on, playing some Lady Gaga and you can guess what song she was listening to. She stared out the open door down at the base her and the boys were about to infiltrate.

She couldn't wait to get this mission over and done with and get home to her husband, Alejandro.

Soap watched her foot as it tapped along to the rhythm, her head nodding slightly. Feeling his gaze on her, she turned away from the ground below, looking at the Sergeant.

"What're you listening to!?" Soap yelled over the wind.

"Lady Gaga" Y/n chuckled at his curiosity.

"We'll be loading out soon!" Ghost told her.

She nodded and took off her headphones, placing them on the seat in-between her and Ghost. She wrapped the seatbelt around it. "This better still be here when I get back!" She warned, half-joking.

Soon the mission became more hectic than they had initially thought, they decided to help secure the crash sight of a friendly helicopter

They moved on, holding up their guns and scanning for any enemies that might have been near them.

"Right, Soap, get to work." Ghost said as he and Y/n went to cover while Soap took out the look-outs with his sniper.

Once they were taken care of, Ghost and Y/n joined the Scott. "Nice shooting" Y/n praised.

"Thanks" Soap replied. They continued to stay low, moving closer to the houses.

The chopper provided air support, allowing them to quickly move up. "Thank Christ for air support!" Soap yelled.

"Yeah, hope Hassan's still in one piece..." Alpha 0-2 replied.

"Several pieces'll do. Easier to find that way.." Ghost said lowly. "All Bravo, move up. I want this building locked down. Soap, Fox..make entry. Let's find Hassan, dead or alive."

Soap followed after Y/n as everyone got into position. "7-1 moving interior" Y/n said.

She moved in slowly, only for an AQ Grenade Soldier to run out of his hiding spot yelling. "Die!"

"Back up!" Bravo 7-6 yelled, as a small explosion went off.

"Fucking hell" Soap muttered as the dust cleared.

The boys then started to make entry into the building. "Moving in, first deck"

"Check the bodies. We need positive ID on Hassan" Ghost ordered.

Shots were heard before Y/n called out. "One down"

"Anyone have eyes on Hassan?" Ghost asked.

"Negative on Hassan" Soap replied.

"Negative" Y/n replied. "No eyes on the HVT"

"Alpha's interior, first deck" Alpha 0-2 spoke.

"No visional on Hassan here"

"Nope. That's not him"

"Pushing, first deck" Ghost stated, as Y/n and Soap followed him up the stairs, hearing Hassan's voice give a speech.

"Heading up to the second deck" Bravo 7-6 said.

Suddenly the door beside Ghost opened and before the soldier could think, Ghost pushed his gun down and shot him twice, killing him.

"Never fail to impress me, Lieutenant" Y/n said, lowly.

"Keep your head down and you'll be better than me soon enough, Fox" Ghost replied. He then moved into the room where the soldier had come from and spotted two other wounded soldiers inside. "Got two X-rays. Not Hassan. Dump em"

Y/n and Soap took out the soldiers. "Clear" Soap stated.

"Hassan's everywhere" Ghost muttered.

"Everywhere but here" Soap added. They moved on, taking out more soldiers. "Heads up, lads and lassie. Sneaky little gits are everywhere"

"He was here. This is a bloody ops-centre..." Ghost said. "Poke around, Soap. See what you can find"

Soap approached a desk, looking at some papers on it before looking at the chair, seeing a uniform.

"Look, Hassan's uniform" Soap moved the chair.

"So he was here" Y/n stated.

"Lost him when we secured the crash sight" Ghost said.

Soap and Y/n turned to him. "Are you sayin' we shouldn't have helped?" Soap asked.

"Choices have consequences" Ghost stated.

"All Bravo, we got movement out here" Bravo 7-6 said.

"On the way.." Ghost replied into the comms as the three began to move outside. "All Bravo, circle up outside"

"If Hassan's gone, then what the hell are they still protecting?" Y/n inquired.

"Let's find out" Ghost replied. They moved out of the building and met up with the rest of the team. "What do we got?" Ghost asked.

"A warehouse. Roll up door's open. Heard something inside..." Bravo 7-6 replied as they moved closer to the warehouse.

"Copy, let's clear it" Ghost said.

"Contact!" Soap yelled as the gun started firing from both ends of the warehouse.

"Frag out!" Y/n yelled as she threw a Frag grenade, taking out three men at once.

A minute later, Ghost called out. "We clear?"

"All clear" Soap replied.

"Search it. Let's find what they were hiding" Ghost ordered. "This warehouse wasn't on the intel"

Soap walked up to a shipping container and began opening it. He stepped inside, seeing controls. "What the fuck is this?" He asked.

Ghost came up beside him. "It's all in English" He said.

The two back out of the container as it made a noise. "Steamin' Jesus" Soap muttered.

"Ballistic missiles" Y/n stated. "It's a mobile launcher"

"These'll go 1,000 miles" Bravo 7-6 said.

"At least" Ghost added.

Soap jogged up to the side of the container, climbing onto a crate beside it. "How the hell did Iran get their hands on this?" He asked, angered.

"7-6, get us through to Laswell" Ghost ordered.

"Roger, stand by..." 7-6 said. "Bravo 7-6 Charlie to Watcher-1, how copy?"

"This is Watcher-1, send traffic" Laswell replied as Ghost and Y/n joined Soap.

"Laswell, this is Ghost. We got something" Ghost said into his comms.

"Tell me you found Hassan..." Laswell said.

"Ghost, take a look at this..." Soap stepped aside allowing Ghost to see the US flag printed on the side of the missile.

"Ghost, do you have Hassan?" Laswell said, more strictly.

"Negative. We found a weapons cache. Hassan's got missiles... They're American" Ghost stated.

"0-7, this is Gold Eagle Actual, repeat your last..."

"I say again- Hassan has American missiles"

"Shit" Y/n muttered. Guess her trip home would have to wait. Alejandro will not be so happy about that.

Once they were back at the base Y/n gave her husband a call to give him the bad news.

The line rung for a few seconds before Alejandro picked up. "Afternoon, mi señora. How was your trip?"

"Well, it could have gone worse..." She replied.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"He got away. We were so close and he just slipped through our fingers. I'm sorry, honey. I really thought we had him this time..." She said.

"Don't worry about it, cariño. Your suprise will still be waiting for you when you do make it back" Alejandro reassured her.

Y/n smiled sadly. "I miss you so much, Allie"

"And I miss you too, N/n. Work is work. Just get it done and then you can come home" Alejandro said. "We can do all kinds of crazy shit then, how does that sound?"

I love this shit aAaaa😣💗💟💗💟💖💟💗

Well, no hay contexto amores, solo un Alejandro sepsi que dibujaba entre mis bocetos😳💖🖤

Espero les guste esta wea JAJAJK, no paraba de pensar en Alejandro bunny💙

@juanipeaches-21 orale, no sé si le guste así al Dani JAJJAJA xD