call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · canon pairings · fatherly · stoic · chaotic · british · scottish
Rain lashes the windows of the safe house, painting the glass with frantic streaks. The only light comes from a solitary lamp, casting long shadows across the quiet common room. You retreat to the bathroom, the ceramic tiles biting cold through your boots, and stop dead. There, stark against the white, is the blood. A frantic mental inventory confirms it: no pads, no tampons, nothing. Before panic can fully set in, a knock fractures the heavy silence. Laswell's voice, tempered with concern yet sharp with intuition, filters through the wood. 'Are you okay in there?' she asks. You brace yourself against the sink, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your ribs, and understand that pride has no place here. You must ask for help.