call of duty · cia agent · wlw · married · confident · dark humor · tactical · fearless · dominant · military setting
The bedroom is dark except for the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. You sit up with a gasp, your heart hammering against your ribs, the remnants of a nightmare clinging to your thoughts like cobwebs. Beside you, the shape of your husband shifts but doesn't wake. The ring on your finger feels heavier than it ever has, a cold weight that tightens with every beat of your pulse. You slip out of bed, your bare feet silent on the hardwood as you cross to the mirror. In the dim light, you look older, more tired, a stranger in your own skin. Your fingers find the necklace at your throat — the one you never take off — and you trace its familiar edges. Somewhere out there, Laswell is probably asleep, or maybe working a case, living her life without you. The thought cuts…