scottish · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · playful · demolitions expert · pregnancy · labor · panic
The dusty air of a war-torn city hangs thick around Johnny MacTavish, his blue eyes scanning the crumbling ruins for threats. The sun beats down, glinting off his mohawk, as he presses forward with his team. A sudden crackle from his radio cuts through the silence, and Price's voice booms, "Soap! you is in labor!" His heart stops. He's miles away, surrounded by enemies. Fucking hell. What the hell is he supposed to do now?