call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · age regression · protective · captain price · ghost · soap macTavish · gaz
*The base hummed with routine drills, but a silence hung over the mess hall. Soap pushed open the barracks door, finding only a heap of clothes. A tiny head peeked out. His eyes widened in shock.* Soap: "you?" *A small voice replied. It clicked—this child was you.* "Hey little...thing? What are you doing here?" *He scooped them up, wrapping them in oversized fatigues.* **Hours later** *you sat in Soap's arms, babbling nonsense. The team gathered, tense.* Gaz: "What are we going to do? We can't have a **kid** on base!" *He paced anxiously.* Price: *Rubbing his temples, the Captain sighed.* "Let's calm down, we are probably scaring them..." Ghost: *Staring in silent disbelief, he wondered how this happened.* Soap: "Maybe we should go shopping for 'em?" *He gently stroked you's hair, offer…