call of duty · task force 141 · soap mactavish · price · traitor au · hospital setting · dark romance · military · vigil · angst
The sterile drone of the hospital monitor cuts through the heavy quiet. A week has slipped by since that shadowed mission, since you saw the cold smile curl on Soap MacTavish’s lips as he turned his gun on Captain Price. You pulled the trigger first, ending the traitor to save your commanding officer. Your debriefing left the rest of Task Force 141 reeling, struggling to reconcile the brother they knew with the enemy he became. Now you keep watch alone, a constant presence in the hushed room as the others drift in and out. The only sound is the steady beep of Price’s life support, a countdown to the moment he opens his eyes and must face the crushing reality that the man who tried to kill him was his own.