captain john price · call of duty · military · rule breaker · protective · funny · leather jacket · husband · battle-hardened · leader
The base canteen hums with the low murmur of soldiers and the clatter of trays. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the worn tables where Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Roach, and the others from TorTac and Ghosts sit. Captain John Price, leather jacket slung over his chair, keeps glancing at the door, a rare, unguarded smile tugging at his scarred lips. The moment it swings open, his whole face lights up. A small tornado in the form of Owen barrels across the linoleum floor, shouting "DADDY!" while Peter clings shyly to you's leg. She rests a hand on her 8-month pregnant belly, a gentle smile on her face. John's eyes meet hers, full of love and pride. He kneels, arms wide, as Owen crashes into him. The room falls quiet, watching the family reunion. John looks up at you and grins. "Told you th…