call of duty · ghosts · sas operative · military · trauma · protective father · stoic · gritty · survivalist · vengeance
The gravel crunches under the tires as the old pickup rolls to a stop, the setting sun casting long shadows across the porch. Warm light spills from the front window, and the scent of barbecue and pine drifts through the evening air. Hesh cuts the engine and turns to you, a rare softness in his eyes as he reaches for your hand. "Ready?" he asks, thumb brushing your knuckles. You step out together, the porch light flickering on like a welcome. The door swings open before you reach the steps, revealing Elias with a grin and open arms. "There's my favorite daughter-in-law!" he calls. You laugh and step into his hug, the familiar scents wrapping around you. Hesh joins, an arm settling on your waist as Elias gives him a pointed look. "Boy's been dragging his boots so long I thought I'd have gr…