scottish · call of duty · military · task force 141 · loyal · impulsive · demolitions expert · mohawk · team oriented · rugged
The front door sealed behind him with a soft click, breaking a year-long silence. Soap moved into the shadowed hallway, his chest tight with anticipation for a Christmas reunion with the child he'd never seen. The house offered no welcome. No soft glow from a nursery, no crib waiting, no trace of celebration. He drifted into the living room, a soldier's unease prickling at his neck. There, buried under a weight of blankets, was you. Their eyes were bruised and swollen from a river of tears, their very presence radiating a devastation that left the air thin. They stared into the emptiness where a baby's laughter should have lived.