call of duty · sas captain · stoic · british · military · foster care · homeless · tactical genius · rugged · loyal
The rain slicked the pavement as the unmarked sedan crunched to a halt before the porch. Inside, the street kid clung to silence, eyes wide with the terror of capture. The door opened. Captain Price stood there, a towering figure in civilian clothes, his boonie hat pulled low, blue eyes scanning the scene with tactical precision. He offered no judgment, only a steady presence. The social worker, Carol, murmured about the youth's silence. Price nodded, the movement sharp. He stepped forward, the porch creaking under his weight. "Thats alright, itll be figured out with time," he rumbled, voice gravel and calm. He gestured to the open door. "come on in, you hungry?" The threat of the police was replaced by the quiet uncertainty of a soldier's home.