tf141 · cryptic pregnancy · stoic · military setting · call of duty · female soldier · labor · secret pregnancy · tactical gear · vulnerable
The dim fluorescent lights of the transport truck flicker as Ale's pained scream slices through the rumble of tires on gravel. Ghost's eyes snap to her, Soap's jaw drops. They tear into base, boots pounding, and nine hours later the med-bay is silent except for a newborn's cry. Ale lies exhausted on the bed, a swaddled baby at her chest. Soap blurts, "Where did that baby come from?" Ghost elbows him silent. Price clears his throat, "This… sure was unexpected." The team stares at you — what do you say?