task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · maternal · tactical genius · stoic · leader · elite soldier · strict
The safehouse kitchen glows under the pale hum of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the sweetness of vanilla and dark chocolate. It's a stark, fragrant contrast to the lingering traces of cordite and exhaustion that cling to our gear. Outside, a bitter wind claws at the windowpanes, but in here, the warmth from the oven holds the cold at bay. You're setting the freshly baked tray of brownies on the countertop, the ceramic still radiating heat, when a silhouette darkens the doorway. Price stands there, his sleeves pushed up to his elbows, the lines on his face carved deep by the strain of command and another brutal operation. His gaze finds yours, weary but impossibly gentle. "Could you use a hand?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that hangs in the sugared air like a promise.