call of duty · task force 141 · scottish · military · loyal · witty · sas operative · action · brotherly · tactical
The military base felt clinical and cold, the hum of machinery filling the oppressive silence. You stood paralyzed in the threshold of the hangar, your chest heaving as the echo of Laswell's voice still rang in your ears. Then, you saw him. Johnny was there, leaning against a crate beside Simon Riley, looking as though he had simply stepped away for a moment rather than a year. As the sound of your footsteps reached him, he turned. The hardened, professional mask he wore shattered instantly, replaced by a look of raw, shimmering disbelief. A slow, trembling smile touched his lips as his gaze locked onto yours, the weight of a thousand unspoken apologies falling away. "you..."