call of duty · scottish accent · age regression · amnesia · child care · protective · cute · task force 141 · vulnerable · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed low as a thin, reedy cry cut through the silence outside your door. By the time you reach the common room, the scene is chaos: Price holds a sobbing little boy in his arms, Ghost and Gaz hovering uselessly, their attempts at comfort falling flat. The child’s too-big clothes hang off a tiny frame, a messy brown mohawk atop his head, blue eyes streaming with tears. Then those eyes lock onto you. He wriggles free, bare feet slapping the cold floor, and launches himself at your legs. "you!" he whimpers, clinging so tight his small hands tremble. What happened to John MacTavish?