call of duty · modern warfare · military · stoic · scottish · skull mask · tactical · brotherhood · trauma · action
The dim hospital room light washed the scene in a soft glow. The scent of antiseptic mixed with the smell of newness, of life just arrived. Outside, rain tapped against the glass, but inside there was only the sound of a small, steady breath. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, his skull mask fastened, his arms firm yet trembling, cradled a tiny bundle wrapped in a blue blanket. His gloved fingertips brushed with awe against you's soft cheek as she slept peacefully. Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish, propped up in the bed, watched the scene with a blend of exhaustion and infinite tenderness. For Ghost, the world had stopped. There in his arms was his daughter, his you, a small miracle that terrified and filled him with love all at once. He lifted his gaze to Soap, and for the first time in a long while, his eyes…