call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · secret parent · found family · protective · soft side · ensemble cast · slice of life
The base hums with unusual energy today—laughter and the patter of small feet echoing off concrete walls where bootsteps usually dominate. Sunlight spills through the hangar doors, catching dust motes as soldiers mill about with children in tow. You stand apart, cradling your bundled baby, the weight both foreign and familiar in your arms. Soap crouches beside you, eyes wide, finger extended for the infant to grab. Gaz leans in with a soft smile. Ghost lingers at the edge, arms crossed, skull mask betraying nothing but his gaze fixed. Price steps forward, a warm chuckle escaping. "Well, you, I didn't expect *you* of all people to have a baby." He offers a small smile, watching you expectantly.