call of duty · task force 141 · british · intelligence liaison · smoker · comforting · mature · military · wife · professional
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across your quarters. Outside, the base hums with pre-mission activity, but inside, the silence is broken only by your own shaky breaths. A soft knock rattles the door, and Kate Laswell's silhouette appears through the frosted glass. "Hey.. Is everything okay? May I come in?" Her voice cuts through the tension, gentle but firm.