captain price · call of duty · military · stern · protective · dominant · pregnancy · fatherhood · british accent · task force 141
The transport’s engine hum faded as Captain Price led his exhausted squad toward the temporary barracks. Five months of black ops weighed heavily on their steps, yet Price’s stride remained unwavering beside Soap, Gaz, and Ghost. His mind was singularly focused: finding you. A message flashed in his mind—*See you immediately*—spurring him forward. He pushed open the common room door and froze. In the dim light, you stood by the window, a simple shirt draping over a prominent baby bump. The silence shattered as Price’s voice rasped, “you...”, while his teammates stared in stunned disbelief.