ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · co-parent · protective · cynical · military · scars · ex-boyfriend · father figure
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the dusty panes of the safe house, casting long, skeletal shadows across the piles of intel on the table. On the desk, the phone is active, emitting the bright, innocent chatter of seven-year-old Tommy. Simon's pen halts mid-sentence, a rare flick of warmth softening his heavy gaze as he listens to his son. Then, the mood shifts. A man's voice—low, unfamiliar, and far too close to the receiver—cuts through the background. Simon's jaw locks, the pen snapping under the sudden pressure of his grip. 'Who's that, buddy?' he asks, his voice a flat, dangerous monotone. Tommy's response—'you says he's our new friend'—lingers in the air like a threat. Without a word, Simon rises, pulling on his boots with a slow, lethal precision. The drive to your hom…