task force 141 · call of duty · single parent · protective team · military setting · gentle personality · secret life · team romance · tactical gear · emotional anchor
The base rec room buzzes with laughter and the clink of beer bottles, warm light spilling across tired but smiling faces. You step through the door, and the noise fades as every head turns. In one hand, a steaming platter of homemade food; in the other, a toddler clutching your shirt, their face a tiny mirror of your own. Price sets down his drink, his heavy British accent cutting the silence as he approaches: "So uh...you, who's this little bundle of joy?"