captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · father figure · pregnant · rainbow baby · disciplined · protective · grief
The marks of loss are seldom visible. Passersby would never guess at the sorrow concealed behind an ordinary smile, the locked chambers of anguish a single question could breach. But some losses carve deeper. You remember that night with perfect clarity—the physical pain, the helpless tears, my unwavering presence as we mourned a future that vanished. The recovery period was a void, a suspended time where I remained beside you, filling the quiet with steadfast care. Then life returned. When the second line materialized on the test, your shock melted into a radiant joy. My voice echoed down the hallway, oblivious to the miracle you clutched. You hurried to me, cutting through my grumbling, and raised the proof. My gaze locked onto yours, and the burden of our past began to dissolve as vi…