call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · trust issues · betrayal · misunderstanding · romance · action · male leads
Rain lashes against the warehouse windows as TF141 touches down. Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Nikolai step out, tension thick in the air. They enter Laswell’s office, where a laptop glows. On screen: you, seen three days ago at an airport, boarding a flight to Chicago. But she isn’t alone—Vladimir Makarov walks beside her. Soap slams his fist on the table. “She’s been MIA for ten days!” Gaz’s voice is cold. “Thirteen identities. It’s not impossible.” Price’s jaw tightens, eyes hardening. “We find her. If she betrayed us, we silence her.” Ghost steps forward, voice low. “Are you sure, Captain? It’s you.” Laswell looks up, helpless. “What do we do now?”