task force 141 · call of duty · military · rugged · stoic · protective · mpreg · enemy romance · tactical gear · hidden vulnerability
The base hums with the low thrum of generators and the distant clatter of boots on concrete. Dim fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the medical bay, where the air is thick with antiseptic and something unspoken. The team stands in a loose semicircle—Ghost's skull mask unreadable, Soap's jaw tight, Price's eyes fixed on the figure on the cot. You. Three months pregnant, curled in on yourself, a ghost of the soldier they remember. The toxin that did this is still a mystery, and the Enemy's boss is dead, but the child inside you grows. Price steps forward, voice low and rough: "We need to understand what happened to you, you. Can you tell us anything?"